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Jiang Yu stood there without saying a word, his eyes fixed on Cheng Suran's face.

Memories poured down like a flood. Many years ago, the girl who was trembling in a pink silk nightgown and whispered to her sister, instantly overlapped with the person in front of her eyes.

Her heart jumped suddenly, and the throbbing in the corner gradually woke up...

There was an eerie silence in the room.

"Mr. Jiang, this is Yisheng's French simultaneous interpreter, Cheng Suran." The man in the suit introduced, broke the silence, and then turned his gaze to Cheng Suran, "Miss Cheng, this is our Mr. Jiang."

Cheng Suran nodded calmly, "Boss Jiang."

Jiang Yu didn't respond.

"Boss Jiang?" The man in the suit called her softly, as if he had sensed the subtle atmosphere, and his eyes moved between her and Cheng Suran.

"Do you know Miss Cheng?"

"I don't know." Cheng Suran replied before Jiang Yu could speak.

Jiang Yu frowned imperceptibly, but did not answer, and quietly walked to Cheng Suran and sat down.

Jiang Yu is in full charge of this business meeting. From the general direction of the speech to the small details of the venue layout, she must personally review and supervise all the planning process.The participants are mainly from five countries: China, Britain, France, the United States and Italy. Interpreters play a very important role in the meeting. There are three foreign languages ​​in total, and six simultaneous interpreters are required, and each language is in a group of two.

The itinerary of translators in large companies is basically full, while that of smaller companies is mixed.In the past half a month, Jiang Yu watched more than 20 people, and finally settled on four in Yisheng. It was almost time to make up, but the French group could not find anyone.

Today this is said to be from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Jiang Yu never thought it would be Cheng Suran - her former little canary.

The three sat down, Jiang Yu calmed down, stared at Cheng Suran for a moment, and said in a business-like tone: "Miss Cheng, first of all, I need to explain to you that the reason for the interview is that the meeting is special, and there will be dinner and banquets , anyone present at the scene must be strictly considered, I hope you can understand."

Originally, hiring a translator only required a telephone interview.

"Of course." Cheng Suran smiled lightly, without the slightest wave in his eyes.

She handed over the document in her hand.

Jiang Yu took it, looked away from her face with reluctance, lowered his head slightly, and looked down at the resume.

A familiar name came into view, and a familiar face was also on the photo of the ID card. The string in Jiang Yu's heart was gently plucked, and he was inexplicably excited. what.

After graduating from university, he was admitted to the Department of Translation and Interpretation of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and was sent to the Paris Higher School of Translation and Interpretation. One year later, he obtained a master's degree. During his work in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, he served as an interpreter for press conferences, prime minister's press conferences and other conferences, and followed the leaders to visit other countries. Later, I resigned to work as a freelance translator.

Founded WingSound, has rich experience in large-scale international conferences...

Jiang Yu's heart was full of waves, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

1 minute, 2 minutes, 5 minutes...

"Boss Jiang, is there a problem?" Seeing her in a daze, Cheng Suran reminded her.

Jiang Yu finally regained his composure, closed the document, shook his head lightly, and said, "No problem." Then he paused, "Mr. Cheng is very suitable for our conditions."

The man in the suit cast a puzzled look.

Just as Jiang Yu was about to speak, Cheng Suran took a step ahead of her again and explained: "I founded Yisheng."

Jiang Yu: "..."

"But you didn't mention it on the phone." The man in the suit was shocked.

As soon as he heard that this person was from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, he immediately set a time for the interview so as not to delay it until tomorrow.

Cheng Suran smiled faintly: "I think ability is more important than identity."

The man nodded and smiled, expressing his agreement, and asked Cheng Suran a few more questions about his past work experience, then took out some meeting materials and asked her to retell them orally in English and French after reading it in one minute.

Jiang Yu watched quietly from the side.

From the beginning to the end, Cheng Suran didn't have any expression on her face, she was calm, serious and focused, her eyes were calm and gentle, but she didn't give people a soft feeling. On the contrary, she was like a cold plum tree standing tall on a snowy night, proud and inviolable.

It was a familiar face, but it looked so strange.

After about 10 minutes, Jiang Yu was very satisfied and was about to agree on the time to sign the contract, but Cheng Suran said: "This is my personal cooperation with your company, so the quotation is different from our company's external unified quotation, and needs to be renegotiated confirm."

The man in the suit froze for a moment.

"How much is Mr. Cheng's quotation?" Jiang Yu asked directly.

Cheng Suran turned the document to the last page, changed the direction, and pushed it gently in front of her.

The price is clearly and detailedly stated according to the type of activity, difficulty, number of participants and required road preparation time.

One day is counted as eight hours, and for meetings with less than 500 people, simultaneous interpretation is 500, and consecutive interpretation is [-]. Less than eight hours are counted as eight hours, and seven thousand is added for each additional hour exceeding eight hours. For meetings with more than [-] people, each item will be increased proportionally, depending on the specific number of people.

This price is indeed a bit high.

In fact, it is also possible to sign the contract in the name of the company, but she opened the company, and the intermediary fee still goes into her pocket in the end, and she is still a freelance translator, so she is too lazy to bother.

Jiang Yu stared at the quotation with a hint of relief in his eyes.

It seems that the young eagles that have been released by themselves can finally soar freely in the sky.

"Mr. Cheng, we hope to discuss the price again." The man in the suit said politely.

Cheng Suran's lips moved, and before he could speak, Jiang Yu closed the document again and pushed it back to her, and said simply and neatly: "No need to discuss, Cheng is always worth the price."

There was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, with a playful look on her face.

Cheng Suran was slightly stunned, these words reminded her of the time when she was taken care of, and remembered how humblely she liked a person who was destined not to get, her heart suddenly ached like a needle.Those deeply buried emotions rushed out along with the dusty past...

The man was sitting right in front of her.

As if mocking her.Or maybe she was too sensitive.

Everything about Jiang Yu can be stepped on her sensitive points.

Although the world was broken in his heart, Cheng Suran's face was still as pale as water, he just smiled and said, "A consensus has been reached."

During the two years at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the diplomatic occasions she accompanied were a hundred times more serious than today. Everything focused on the image of the country, and there was no room for too many personal emotions, so she learned what it meant to be silent.

She will no longer let Jiang Yu see her true emotions as before...

After the two sides negotiated, they confirmed the details again.

"Sign the contract at ten o'clock tomorrow morning, what does Mr. Cheng think?" Jiang Yu stared at her with burning eyes, as if he wanted to see through her.

Cheng Suran said calmly: "Yes."

At this time, the mobile phone on the table vibrated, the man in the suit said sorry, got up and went out to answer the phone.

The conference room fell silent again.

After finishing their official business, the two looked at each other silently, their eyes glued to each other's faces, and suddenly they were entwined again, without a sound.

"Long time no see." Jiang Yu had a half-smile.

"Ah."

"Why do you say you don't know me?"

Cheng Suran said calmly: "On business occasions, don't talk about personal matters."

Jiang Yu gradually put away his smile and looked at her deeply.

Her long, straight black hair was permed and dyed into maroon curls, and the floral skirt was replaced by a navy blue shirt that was buttoned up meticulously. Her skin was still fair, and the long hair on the side of her ear outlined her soft side face, giving her a full of mature femininity.

Neither humble nor overbearing, calm and calm, with a cool look between his eyebrows and eyes.

Like a jade with all its edges and corners removed, an oil painting with all its colors removed, it is no longer simple, clean, brilliant and pure.

Everything has changed.

Jiang Yu couldn't equate her with the girl in his memory, nor could he think of the real appearance of Little Canary.

Like a stone thrown into the lake of her heart, it rippled and rippled. At this moment, she was deeply attracted by the strange and familiar person in front of her, just like seeing it on the train platform that year, like being on the stage of a nightclub at the age of 32 See at a glance...

"The kid has grown up..." Jiang Yu sighed softly, smiling softly.

Cheng Suran pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

The tip of the nose is lingering with a faint fragrance of iris. After many years, this cool and quiet smell has not changed. She smells it and always thinks of the past, those gentle and blended nights, the whispers in her ears, the heat on her lips, and the deep feelings in her soul. trembling...

Her hand hidden under the table was clenched into a fist, and her nails were deeply embedded in the palm, like a cone piercing her heart.

Over the years, she managed to lighten the traces left by Jiang Yu in her heart, and once she met him, it burned him deeply into her bones and blood, and all her efforts were in vain.If she knew that the person facing her was Jiang Yu, she probably wouldn't have come today - should she?

She is not sure.

At this moment, Cheng Suran found sadly that perhaps he had never forgotten Jiang Yu, but hid her deep in his heart, turning her into a thorn that didn't hurt even if he didn't touch it.

And once you touch it, it hurts your heart.

"Boss Jiang—"

The door of the meeting room opened, and the man in the suit walked up to Jiang Yu and whispered a few words, only to see Jiang Yu nodded, and he left in a hurry.

Cheng Suran's thoughts were interrupted, and he realized that he was stuck in the whirlpool again. He secretly stopped his thoughts, glanced at his watch, got up with the documents and said, "Mr. Jiang, I'll take my leave first."

After speaking, lift your legs and leave.

"Ran Ran!"

Jiang Yu also stood up.

Cheng Suran's heart trembled, he stopped, and his fingers holding the folder suddenly tightened.She met Jiang Yu's gaze, and said in a cold tone, "Mr. Jiang, my surname is Cheng."

Jiang Yu looked at her, swallowed the words again, turned around and gestured, "I'll take you downstairs."

Cheng Suran did not refuse, and walked out of the meeting room first.

From the meeting room to the elevator entrance, it was only a short distance of twenty steps, and the two walked side by side without exchanging a single word.

Jiang Yu was suddenly not used to it.

The little friend is no longer her canary, she can't wave her to come over like before, wave her hand to tell her to leave, the change of identity and role has added barriers to each other, but in fact they have never really been close to each other ...

When they reached the elevator entrance, the two stopped. Cheng Suran stretched out his hand and pressed the button, and said politely and distantly: "Mr. Jiang, just come here, there is no need to send it off."

There is a decent smile on the corner of her mouth, her back is straight, her hands are naturally clasped in front of her body, dignified, gentle and quiet.

She was still a little shorter in high heels than Jiang Yu in flat shoes.

But not a chick cornered by a bird of prey.

"Okay." Jiang Yu replied in a low voice.

A still clear picture emerged in my mind, the girl in my memory was crying and trembling and said "I want you" to her, chasing her all the way to Paris in the cold winter months... Now the girl has grown up, standing calmly in front of her.

I don't know if I gave up completely and let go, or the acting skills are really good.

Jiang Yu looked away from Cheng Suran's face.

The elevator was getting closer and closer to the floor, Jiang Yu stared at the slowly rising number, and suddenly said: "How have you been these few years?"

--Ding

The elevator door opens.

Cheng Suran pretended not to hear, and walked in without looking back.