Xiangguang meets you

Chapter 98
Wen Nianbai turned to Bai Cang and said with a smile: "Vice President, it seems that I am redundant, Miss Shixiang's Chinese is so standard."

Bai Cang raised his eyebrows slightly behind the sunglasses: "Half of the translation fee will be deducted."

Wen Nianbai smiled brightly: "The service is sold, and it will not be refunded according to the contract. Whether you use this service or not is your business."

Ruan Shi Shixiang translated these words to the Vietnamese side, and everyone laughed together. The alienation and strangeness that the two sides had met for the first time faded a lot.

The Vietnamese reception staff carried all the salutes into the car, and the group also got into the two Toyota commercial vehicles that came to pick them up.

Vincent was about to close the car door when he suddenly heard a shout in Chinese from behind: "Wait for me!"

The familiar voice made Wen Nianbai and Jin Lu look at each other, and they both saw a bit of consternation in each other's eyes.

They turned their heads together, and saw a vacation-looking man in blue floral shorts, a floral shirt, a fisherman hat, hip-hop sunglasses, a necklace, and limited-edition coconut shoes dragging a suitcase clacking, clacking, clattering. come over.

"Tang Mu?!"

Wen Nianbai subconsciously looked at Bai Cang's face. He was wearing Ray-Ban polarized aviator sunglasses, which covered those cold and confusing eyes, so he couldn't see his expression clearly, but his face was expressionless.

Tang Mu rushed in front of them, panting and proudly said: "Hey, even if you don't bring me here, so what if you don't tell me the itinerary, I found your flight today through Cha Lulu's identity!"

Originally, he didn't want to make such a bad move, hum!
Wen Nianbai looked at his look of being out of tune with everyone and being extremely shy, and really wanted to laugh, this clown is really amazing, how could he become a best friend with someone like Bai Cang who has a completely different personality?
"Are you sick?" Jin Lu just wanted to roll her eyes, and strangled this guy viciously, she lowered her voice and scolded through gritted teeth.

She followed the leader to do business and inspect, not to travel, this guy stalked and followed her, completely ignoring her boss's disapproval!
In case Vice President Bai thinks that she is relying on her relationship with Tang Mu to ignore work and cannot be reused, she will beat him to death!

Tang Mu was grinning, raised his chin with a confident face, and only looked at Bai Cang: "I don't know Vietnamese, I applied for a visa, and came here after getting the money. If I'm kidnapped here, believe it or not, my mother Look for you?"

Wen Nianbai looked at his slack appearance, felt a little itchy and wanted to hit him, a little worried that Bo Cang would let someone drive directly and leave this unscrupulous bastard here.

But Bai Cang only said indifferently: "I haven't got in the car yet, are you planning to continue to act stupid here?"

Tang Mucai didn't care about him scolding him, and immediately yelled "YES!", then jumped into the car with his arms in his arms.

Then he glanced at the situation in the car, and immediately squeezed towards Wen Nianbai who was sitting next to Jin Lu: "Big rabbit, make room, I want to sit here!"

Before Wen Nianbai could react, he was pushed away by him, and almost sat down on the ground, but fortunately, Bo Cang stretched out a hand to support her waist.

"Sit by my side." Bai Cang said calmly.

What else could she do, she could only sit down and stare at Tang Mu who took out drinks and snacks and offered hospitality to Jin Lu without saying a word: "..."

How did Tang Mu, the dude, survive until now without being beaten to death?
She glanced at the indifferent Bai Cang wearing sunglasses with a complicated expression.

No matter how much a wolf looks like a husky, it's also a sled dog. How could it not be killed by mixing with snow wolves?
She realized once again how wonderful the world is.

……

After exiting the expressway, you can see the idyllic scenery around the expressway leading to Hanoi. Farm cattle are walking leisurely in the fields, and a few small motorcycles pass by from time to time.

Tang Mu looked shocked: "Isn't this the airport expressway? Why are there motorcycles that can go on the expressway?"

Wen Nianbai waved his hands, with a calm expression on his face: "It's okay, there is nothing surprising on the highways in Vietnam, you can still see bullock carts and people..."

"Rice drying?!" Jin Lu looked dully at an old farmer holding a plow and spreading the rice in the emergency lane.

Are these people not afraid of death?
Bo Cang looked at the scene outside the window, a complicated expression appeared on his usual indifferent face.

"It's safe, it's safe." Wen Nianbai once again comforted the shocked people: "Vietnam's highways are about the same as our first-class highways. Generally, 70 kilometers per hour is considered fast, and 40-50 kilometers per hour. It's all normal."

How can this be considered high speed?
Several people were a little speechless, but because Ruan Shi Shixiang could understand Chinese, they politely did not complain.

Fortunately, the surrounding idyllic scenery and exotic scenery along the way soothed their shocked mood.

"It's so good, it feels like a painting in a fairy tale, a colorful little house." Jin Lu lay on the edge of the car window, drinking a drink while feeling emotional.

It’s the golden autumn, and the rice is fragrant in the golden fields. Narrow colorful three-to-six-story French-style buildings stand on the side of the road, blue, green, red, rose, yellow, purple...

It looks like a small painted house in a fairy tale, and occasionally locals can be seen leisurely cycling past.

Against the blue sky and white clouds, it is a style completely different from that in China.

"Vietnam has been colonized by France for many years, so the modern architectural style is obviously influenced by France." Wen Nianbai explained his duties as a translator and tour guide.

"In a few days we will go to Ho Chi Minh City, which was originally called Saigon, and was once called Little Paris of the Orient. The story of the famous French writer Marguerite Duras's famous work "The Lover" happened in Saigon. It's a romantic city."

Bo Cang suddenly looked at her and said indifferently: "J'aimais moins votre visage de jeune femme que celui que vous avez maintenant, dévasté."

Wen Nianbai was taken aback: "...."

This is French, and he speaks it fluently, and the faint voice is unusually... touching, like the strings of a cello being flicked.

Ruan Shixiang glanced at Wen Nianbai with a smile, and said in Vietnamese: "Compared with you when you were young, I love your face that has experienced vicissitudes now - this is a classic line in "Lover", Mr. Bai really You are a romantic person, Miss Wen, you are so lucky."

Wen Nianbai blushed instantly, she pursed her lips and looked out of the window, and said softly in Vietnamese: "He is my boss, but... a person who knows a lot, very powerful."

Ruan Shi Shixiang blinked: "He is looking at you with a man's eyes."

　Sorry for the late update
　　
　
(End of this chapter)