Song of Qingqiu

After Bai Qian finished speaking, she let out a long breath, walked back to her original seat, took a slight breath, and put on the earphones.Mo Yuan's voice came from the earphones.

Some of Bai Qian's colleagues speak good English, while others need to speak Chinese.So sometimes Chinese comes out of the headset, and sometimes it's English.And Mo Yuan's voice was sonorous and frustrating, although it was just talking, it was like music.Bai Qian never turned her head to look at Mo Yuan, but she kept listening to his voice, feeling an unprecedented peace.

Today's meeting is really important, it is related to the future big investment cooperation between SL Company and GA Company, and even Bai Qian's own career future.It would not be an exaggeration to compare it to a battlefield.And Bai Qian's own charge was just a small battle of the lightest weight, while Mo Yuan was the real god of war, controlling the entire battlefield.Whether it is the introduction of the company or the professional analysis of technology, it needs to be translated and relayed by him.He is a bridge between the two parties, and more importantly, a lubricant for communication between them.Although whether GA can be persuaded depends on the narrations of colleagues in SL, but to a large extent, it also depends on Mo Yuan.

As for Mo Yuan, no matter what content, what context, Chinese or English, he is very familiar with it, calm and unhurried, not panicked, able to see through tricks with ease, and steadily incorporate the whole rhythm into his established plan until the opponent is surrendered.Bai Qian suddenly understood why Zheyan brought Mo Yuan in to help.

The talks took longer than expected. GA company has been completely attracted by SL's presentation, and the focus has shifted from low-quality milk to specific cooperation details, so the discussion didn't end until after dinner.

Knowing that everyone was tired all day, Zheyan proposed to go to the bar together, which is a kind of relaxation.Several colleagues with children declined.Mo Yuan wanted to leave too, but was stopped by Zheyan.Xiao Ling, who was in charge of the meeting, held Bai Qian back.

So, the four of them got into Zheyan's car and drove into the night in Qingqiu.Bai Qian's heart has been ups and downs.At this time, the lights are already on.Mo Yuan sat in the passenger seat, leaving only a back view for her.

Bai Qian tried her best not to look at him, and turned her face out of the window.At this moment, Zheyan turned on the stereo in the car and played a French song.Bai Qian originally hated this kind of crazy songs with incomprehensible lyrics, but at this moment, she suddenly felt that listening to this kind of songs would make people feel a lot easier.The complete incomprehension of the lyrics was just enough to make her think of nothing, and let the lingering and soothing tune rang softly in her ears.

In front of me is the night street of Qingqiu.The slightly transparent night sky recedes the filth of the day, and the footsteps of spring are steadily moving towards the city.Bai Qian always felt that she and the city were separated by a glass window, just like now.She can see that world clearly, but when she wants to melt herself into it, she always encounters an invisible glass wall.And the more she wanted to step in, the more this invisible wall would bounce her away, making her hurt so badly, her head was bleeding and her body was covered in injuries.Qingqiu is like this, Yehua is like this, and Mo Yuan is like this.

It's just that she still couldn't help but look at Mo Yuan who was sitting diagonally across from the passenger seat.He was looking straight ahead at this moment, tapping the window lightly with his right hand, humming slowly along with the song.

"Mr. Mo, your English is so good, you've all admired us today. It's really eye-opening." Xiaoling said in the car, her eyes glistened with nympho.

"He is the translator I specially invited." Zheyan explained with a smile on the side.

Mo Yuan just smiled implicitly: "It's okay, I studied in England."

"No wonder, your pronunciation is so nice, is it a Cockney accent?" Xiaoling continued her nympho.

"The real Cockney accent is not pleasant. It's crappy and earthy. What everyone admires is the standard English accent." Mo Yuan turned his head while explaining.Bai Qian just turned around to look at him at this moment.The eyes of the two people met, each felt hot, and turned their heads away.Mo Yuan coughed unnaturally.

The road seems to be very long.Long and embarrassing.Finally, Zheyan slowed down and stopped.

Bai Qian found that Zheyan really understands life very well, and is also very interesting.This bar has a lot of character.The wooden structure is completely adopted, which is very European retro style.Several people stepped on the creaky, deliberately old wooden floor, walked all the way, and sat down in the seats by the window.

The sudden sound of the keyboard startled Bai Qian, looking for Sheng Sheng.Standing behind the electronic piano was a young man with slender eyebrows and long eyes, and a neat face.Only then did Bai Qian realize that there was a small band playing and singing in the bar.What they sang was a popular song nowadays. Unfortunately, the lead singer of the band was too smooth. Although he sang well, he couldn't tell any sincerity.It was the keyboard player who left a deep impression on Bai Qian.

"Do you want to go up and sing a song?" Zheyan poked Mo Yuan at this moment, narrowing his eyes and teasing him.

Mo Yuan only lowered his head, frowning deeply.This reminded Bai Qian of that night a year ago.

Xiaoling opened her eyes wide and exclaimed, "Ms. Mo can sing?! You are so versatile!"

Mo Yuan just nodded slightly, and didn't answer her, but picked up the glass of dry red in front of him, and took a sip.Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Bai Qian didn't say much.

After the band sang the song, cheerful dance music sounded in the bar.The guests in the bar poured onto the dance floor.Xiaoling was also invited to dance.Another male colleague invited Bai Qian, but Bai Qian refused.

At this moment, someone suddenly called out: "Master!"