Chapter 62 Temptation
Watching Song Wei Ping walk over there, Xu Xiao Jiao slowly sat down again. She no longer cared about the situation over there and turned to ask Shen Hua Hua, "Do you still want to talk?"
Shen Hua Hua and Qian Zhen Zhu were stunned. Shen Hua Hua couldn't believe it, "Teacher, Mister Song can translate?"
Although Qian Zhen Zhu thought Song Wei Ping was good at everything, she didn't have that much confidence in him. Seeing that Song Wei Ping had already walked to the crowd over there, she was afraid that he would make a fool of himself, "Can he handle it?"
Although she didn't speak English, she had seen the world with her father. Translating was difficult. Knowing English was definitely not enough. Not only must he be able to speak it, but he must also be able to understand it. More importantly, the translation must be accurate. If one didn't say it right, he was at fault. If he didn't convey it well and it delayed matters and caused misunderstandings. It would be even more serious then.
Xu Xiao Jiao affirmed, "He can handle it."
And she was very sure that Song Wei was capable.
Only she knew that Song Wei Ping had been studying English non-stop for more than two years. From the beginning, he learned letters from English books, then recognized words, and then started to read English books by himself. Including economics books she mentioned. He always bought the English version of those. When conditions improved, he bought a tape recorder and listened to English tapes every day.
Who would have thought that such a young man from a farming background would have such great perseverance.
Even though Xu Xiao Jiao had studied abroad in her previous life, she still dared not say that her English level was better than Song Wei Ping's. After all, Song Wei Ping's study orientation was business.
Hearing Xu Xiao Jiao's decisiveness, Shen Hua Hua’s curiosity perked up. She didn't need Xu Xiao Jiao to talk about the clothes match and leaned her ears out to listen to what was going on over there along with Qian Zhen Zhu.
Within a few minutes after Song Wei Ping going, the scene became quiet. Then there were several compliments from the leader saying "Wonderful, wonderful."
Shen Hua Hua and Qian Zhen Zhu looked at each other. So it turned out to be true.
Sure enough, within a moment the leader began his speech.
When Qian Hai Long heard the few foreigners nodding and saying "good" to Song Wei Ping, he knew that they were very satisfied with Song Wei Ping. But when the leader started to speak, he became nervous again. It seemed that Song Wei Ping had no problem communicating with them, but it was unclear if he could translate the leader’s speech well. Communication was communication, and translation was translation.
He held his breath and stood on the other side of Song Wei Ping, listening to Song Wei Ping's words.
The leader wouldn't pause for a long time for a few foreigners. He listened to Song Wei Ping standing next to a few foreign guests and calmly and quietly translated to them in real time without a pause from the beginning to the end. The few foreign friends kept nodding.
Oh, it was a success.
Qian Hai Long was immediately overjoyed. He knew that foreigners would come and it was their mistake to not prepare a backup translator. Fortunately, Song Wei Ping came to the rescue. Now it was easier to explain to the leaders!
The leader's speech wasn't long. After it ended there was a private conversation. At this time, Song Wei Ping's role became more obvious. He not only had to translate the leader's words, but also translated the guests' questions into Chinese. He asked them questions, got answers, and then translated it back.
Occasionally, the whole place was quiet. Only his low and calm voice could be heard echoing.
Qian Zhen Zhu had just decided that she no longer liked Song Wei Ping, but now she was beginning to waver again.
"Hua Hua, have you seen it? He is really amazing. His whole body seems to be shining. How can there be such an outstanding person?"
Shen Hua Hua had to admit that Song Wei Ping did have some skills. No wonder Zhen Zhu was obsessed with him.
Qian Zhen Zhu clenched her fists, "I wonder who he learned English from. The pronunciation is so nice. My dad keeps urging me to learn it. Say, if I ask him to give me the teacher's information, will he be willing?"
Over there, after a more formal conversation ended, the guest was also a little curious. He could tell that Song Wei Ping had an authentic British accent. This wasn’t something everyone could casually grasp.
He also asked the same question as Qian Zhen Zhu.
"Brilliant young man, who did you learn English from? It's so perfect. I really want to meet your teacher and have a good conversation with him."
Xu Xiao Jiao looked at Song Wei Ping who nodded to her to signal her to come over. She turned to look at Shen Hua Hua and Qian Zhen Zhu who were whispering at the side and answered Qian Zhen Zhu's question smoothly, "He learned it from me."
She stood up and meandered away, leaving a perfect back view for the stunned two people.
"Ahhhhhh, Zhen Zhu, did you hear? It’s my idol. My idol is Song Wei Ping's teacher. Wow, she is too amazing. Waa, Mister Song isn’t worthy of her."
Qian Zhen Zhu was stunned for a long while before rolling her eyes. She called her a face con. From what she saw, Shen Hua Hua is the face con, "What's so great about that."
Shen Hua Hua no longer allowed anyone to say anything bad about Xu Xiao Jiao, "You just said you’ll ask Mister Song to introduce you to the teacher. Hearing that the teacher is Elder Sister Xiao Jiao, you act like this? Hmph!"
"Hey, hey, hey, please keep your voice down." Qian Zhen Zhu covered her mouth. Why was she so loud?
Squirming, she said, "Okay, I admit. She is a bit brilliant."
How hateful. How could someone be so beautiful and so capable? No wonder Song Wei Ping liked her so much. How vexing.
The foreign guests looked at Xu Xiao Jiao walking toward them and exclaimed, "Oh, my God, your wife is such a beautiful lady."
His expression was exaggerated. Reaching out his hands, he wanted to give Xu Xiao Jiao a hug according to the etiquette of their country. But seeing that Xu Xiao Jiao reached out a hand first, he had no choice but to shake hands with Xu Xiao Jiao regretfully, "Beautiful lady, nice to meet you."
Everyone watched Xu Xiao Jiao talking freely with the guests. Although they couldn't understand what they were saying, everyone could tell that they were having a pleasant conversation.
Moreover, the soft and comfortable British accent that came out of her mouth had a somewhat noble and refined taste.
For a time, Song Wei Ping and his wife had their status re-evaluated in the eyes of everyone.
Needless to say, these two people will definitely become rising stars in the business world.
Because they acted as translators, Song Wei Ping and Xu Xiao Jiao were arranged to have a meal at the same table as the leader.
Xu Xiao Jiao watched as Song Wei Ping only acted as a translator at the beginning and then gradually became able to integrate into everyone's topic circle. Then the leader listened attentively to his opinions.
Destiny will favor those who work hard. Without such a long period of accumulation, he wouldn't be as brilliant as he was today.
Truly proud.
Xu Xiao Jiao held the wine glass and took another sip of red wine, ignoring Song Wei Ping's instructions.
She had had two rounds of drinks with the leader. What did it matter if she took a few more sips?
Anyway, Song Wei Ping was here.
When the meal was over, Xu Xiao Jiao still talked and laughed without losing etiquette. Still, Song Wei Ping knew that she was a little drunk.
The leader happened to have more to say, "Good, good. Young man, I am very optimistic about you. Not only your culture, but also your ability. You got a business mind. We must put the economy first. They cannot do without you capable people. Now that we have a financial support policy here, you can apply if you need it. Young man, I am optimistic about you."
The pleasantries took some time. When Song Wei Ping took Xu Xiao Jiao away, he could clearly feel that she was a little out of it.
"Are you drunk?" Song Wei Ping helped her out of the car.
Xu Xiao Jiao shook her head and raised her finger, "I only drank a few sips, how can I be drunk?"
Song Wei Ping sighed. He discovered that Xu Xiao Jiao seemed to be very intolerant of red wine. It was the same last time. After a few sips, she became a little drunk.
He repeated what he said several times, "You are not allowed to drink anymore."
Xu Xiao Jiao was still immersed in Song Wei Ping's charm. She went along with his support and squeezed closer to Song Wei Ping, "Song Wei Ping, why are you so brilliant?"
Seeing that they were almost at the door of the room, Song Wei Ping didn't stop her from doing this. He held her carefully and said, "It's all your effort."
Xu Xiao Jiao nodded naturally, "Then say, am I pretty?"
Song Wei Ping looked down at her, tapped her red lips, and said nothing. Then he lowered his head to pick up the key.
"No," Xu Xiao Jiao was dissatisfied, leaning against the keyhole of the door with her back to him, and looked up at him, "Say, am I pretty?"
Her eyes were as charming as silk. She stretched out her hand to hook his neck, "So many people said that I am good-looking today. Do I stand out among all the beauties? You didn't even praise me for my good looks."
She acted coquettishly and behaved like a succubus who strayed into the world and tempted her admirers to perish together.
She wasn't well behaved when she spoke. Her little hands gently stroked the back of his neck.
She was really drunk. Song Wei Ping once again experienced this sweet torment.
He looked down at her, "You are very beautiful today. I am a little jealous and don't want others to see you so beautiful."
Knowing that she usually forgot what happened that night the next day, Song Wei Ping began to express his feelings, "I really want to hide you so no one can see you."
Xu Xiao Jiao was dissatisfied when she heard this, "You are so stingy. They are just looking and I am still yours, Song Wei Ping. Don't you also have a few peach blossoms? There are so many ladies today looking at you overtly and secretly. There’s little Miss Qian Zhen Zhu. If I hadn't crushed her ruthlessly, she would have flocked to you."
Thinking of something, she smiled foolishly, "Anyway, you are mine."
Song Wei Ping curled up his lips when she said this, "Yes."
He hugged her and wanted to open the door, but Xu Xiao Jiao didn't give him a chance.
"Hey, I already said I'm yours, Song Wei Ping and you don’t want to kiss me?"
Song Wei Ping's eyes darkened and he looked down at her, "I want to."
"Then kiss me." Xu Xiao Jiao harrumphed.
Who could refuse? Song Wei Ping felt that he was the most tolerant person, but at this moment, he no longer wanted to show those sanctimonious appearances. He wanted to let the most primitive desire surge and control her.
Song Wei Ping reached out and picked her up. He kept her close to him, staggered slightly, and opened the door with his other hand.
The atmosphere instantly became hot. Xu Xiao Jiao was pressed against the door. Her breathing became hot.
"Song Wei Ping, Song Wei Ping." She whispered unconsciously.
There was no light in the room, only a small corner lamp on the wall was on. Under the dim light, a strand of her hair hung messily at the corner of her lips. It was even more breathtaking.
Song Wei Ping leaned forward and kissed her lips.
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