Honey: please be careful, hubby

Although they had always said they were good friends, everyone knew that once they had a problem with money, it might be more awkward, but Ceng Xiaomei did not feel this way at all.

When South Wind saw that the money had arrived, he began to make arrangements. He called and said, "Yes, the location of the two of you must be nice. Well, it's about 5: 30. My surname is South Wind. Okay, that's it."

Her colleagues had seen what she had done to borrow money from Ceng Xiaomei, and now she was booking a seat at a very luxurious hotel, so they couldn't help but look to her.

Even Ceng Xiaomei couldn't help but ask, "Little Language, you're not going to treat lord Ace to dinner tonight, are you?"

"Ah? No."

Nanfeng Language answered directly.

They all looked at her carefully and realized that what she said was not a lie, so they asked, "It's not lord Ace, then who is it? It must be a great person to have you treat at a place like that."

Of course, she couldn't tell them it was Gong Yuyun, so she just smiled and said, "Well, it's not convenient for me to say that."

Although they were all extremely curious, they did not ask in the end.

After work, South Wind was thinking about how to find Gong Yuyun. She thought about it, or she would send a message.

But after editing it, a question came to mind. Would he read the message? What if you don't look?

Forget it, just send it over.

I've made a reservation. Should I go first or wait for you?

Who knew that the other party would reply soon, it said: wait for me.

It was a very magical word, as if it had a kind of magic power. Nanfeng Language even looked at the word "Wait for me" all the time, and he didn't know when he smiled.

"Little Language!"

Seeing that she was still here, Ceng Xiaomei, who had not left, suddenly patted her on the body. Nanfeng Language was so scared that he quickly looked up at her.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

"I, I wait for someone."

"Waiting for someone?"

Ceng Xiaomei looked gossipy and said,

"And you said you weren't waiting for lord Ace. I just saw that lord Ace was busy over there. It must be almost over."

"I'm really not waiting for lord Ace."

"I can't wait for Mr. Yung, but who's Mr. Yung? She's getting engaged to miss Xia Zihan soon. You must be out of it."

South Wind didn't know what to say. She didn't know if they were getting married, but she was really waiting for Mr. Yung.

As for such a thing, she would rather not say it.

"Well, since you don't want to talk about it, I'm leaving. Have a good night."

With that said, Ceng Xiaomei took his things and left.

She had just left when Gong Yuyun appeared right in front of her. He didn't look too good and said,

"Let's go."

Nanfeng Language followed him obediently.

When they reached the elevator, the leader's elevator was just coming. Gong Yuyun was going up, but South Wind didn't mean to go up, so he looked at her and said:

"If you don't come up, where are you going?"

"I'll just sit next to you."

"Come up."

Nanfeng Language still wanted to go to the side, but Gong Yuyun looked at her and said, "If you don't come up, I'll pull you in."

She thought that she had been pulled in by Ace once before, and now she was pulled in by Mr. Yung. If someone saw her accidentally, she would say something about herself.

The two of them stood on both sides of the room. Although the space was small, it was even harder to breathe.

It wasn't like being with Ace. Everything was so happy. There was a feeling that he couldn't breathe.

After a while, the elevator stopped. Nanfeng Language thought he was in the garage on the first floor, but he didn't expect someone to come up.

She was stunned, but there were still a lot of people coming up. They were all big leaders of the country. They looked at Mr. Yung and greeted each other.

When he saw her, he said, "Isn't this the translator beside Mr. Yung?"

Nanfeng Language had been tested on everyone's names before, so even if he had never seen anyone here, he had basically seen the photos and knew who they were, so he called them respectfully.

They all smiled and said, "Where is Mr. Yung taking his translator?"

"Eat."

"Oh? Did Mr. Yung bring his translator to dinner?"

Even Nanfeng Language could tell that although she was a translator, she was a small translator, and her identity was not high. It was already amazing to be able to get on this elevator. Now that she went to dinner with Mr. Yung, it was inevitable that people would guess something.

She was still blaming Gong Yuyun, but Gong Yuyun said, "Why not? A translator who knows more than twenty languages, can't I just suck up to him?"

More than twenty languages!

Everyone looked at Nanfeng Language miraculously. Before, she was so popular that she could speak several languages. At that time, everyone was thinking that it was great to be able to speak so many languages. Now, she actually spoke more than twenty languages.

Really?

But if Mr. Yung said it, it wouldn't be a lie.

Then they understood what was going on. It turned out that it was because they were trying to please her. It was really good that such a person could handle a lot of people. Besides, those who knew more than twenty languages were geniuses!

South Wind was relieved to see that there was nothing special about the way they looked at him.

To her surprise, Gong Yuyun didn't ask the driver to drive today when she was on the second floor. Instead, he drove. Perhaps because she never got in the car, the other party said:

"Why, don't you trust my skills?"

"No, no, it's not that I don't believe it, it's just that..."

"What's that?"

Nanfeng Language looked at him and said, "Nothing. I got in the car."

Unlike Ace, he drives more steadily, and his car is not a sports car, but a car that standard leaders can drive, low-key, but also very luxurious, but this kind of car is still not available to buy, like the british rolls-royce, is custom-made, and is purely handmade. Most importantly, this car can only be sat by big leaders.