A Naive Short-tempered Girl

Chapter 404 The time between Yu Aotian and Yaoyao

"I really didn't expect that Mr. Bartholomew, the chairman of Sandel Group, would be African, and he was speaking the local language, which I couldn't understand at all!"

"Then what should we do? This time, Feng Chenyi, that boy is not here. Now it's your chance to show off alone. You have to take advantage of it! Chen Rui."

"Mom, I want to grasp it too. The problem is that I don't understand what bartholomew is saying at all."

"Don't everyone understand?"

"No! Boyson's Yu Aotian can understand it, and he can also speak the dialect of that place. It seems that Boyson's company in the United States is also preparing to go public. I suspect that he also intends to win over Mr. Bartholomew."

Um? ! When she heard the words Yu Aotian, Yaoyao's eyes lit up.

It turns out that Berson's company in the United States also wants to go public? !

Ha...the opportunity has come!

Yaoyao turned around and walked straight into the small square hall. There were about a dozen people sitting inside, including Hei Yanlong, who had not shown up during the meal. She quietly slipped to Feng Xiao's side and said, "Father-in-law."

"How did you come?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I just want to come here to study and study." She was talking to Feng Xiao, but her ears had already reached Mr. Bartholomew who was sitting opposite Yu Aotian.

It turns out that the old African man who was eating at the chairman's seat just now is the chairman of Sander Group.

"What are you studying? Go and find your sister-in-law. Yaoyao, I'm talking to you, do you hear me?!!"

"Ah?! Father...father-in-law, what are you talking about? I, I didn't hear clearly."

"Tsk, this is not the place your woman should be, get out!"

"Uh..." I'm sorry, father-in-law. I really can't listen to you this time. You also want Feng's American company to have the help of the chairman of Sander Group, right? I also want to avenge my mother. In this way, we both win-win, isn't it great?

Yaoyao rolled her eyes and walked straight in front of Bartholomew: "Hello, Mr. Bartholomew."

Feng Xiao, who was on the opposite side, was about to get angry, but when he heard the words Yaoyao said, he was immediately stunned.

While looking at the other people, I couldn't help but look sideways. The main thing Mr. Bartholomew said was a local African language called Angola, and very few people knew this language.

They were already very impressed by Yu Aotian's fluent conversation with Bartholomew. Now that the second daughter-in-law of the Feng family could speak the same language, they were even more impressed.

"Who are you?" Bartholomew looked at Yaoyao with a smile.

"I am an employee of Fengshi Group. Mr. Bartholomew, I believe you are not too unfamiliar with Fengshi in the United States, right? We at Fengshi have always been interested in cooperating with your company. As for our country, Fengshi is even more One of the best groups, I believe that if our two companies cooperate, we will definitely create more miracles." Yaoyao said, cutting off the sight of Bartholomew and Yu Aotian with her body.

Yu Aotian shook his head helplessly and said in proficient Angola: "Miss Luo, Mr. Bartholomew has always been eager to build a business empire in the United States, mainly engaged in the construction industry, and based on my understanding of Fengshi Group, it seems that Can’t you even make it into the top ten in the construction industry?”

If you can get in but can't get in, does it have any of your business, Yu Aotian? ! Yaoyao grinded her teeth and looked at Yu Aotian with a sneer: "Chairman Yu, you are wrong. I admit that Feng's construction industry is not rich enough, but you have to know that in the U.S. stock market, what they value is Audience base, not revenue. According to this year's statistical results, our audience base of Fengshi is significantly higher than that of Berson by 3 percentage points. This alone is enough to prove that Fengshi seems to be more suitable to cooperate with Mr. Bartholomew's company."

"Haha, I think...Mr. Bartholomew won't care about these 3 percentage points."

"Then Mr. Bartholomew shouldn't care about the ranking of Feng's construction industry!"

Yu Aotian and Yaoyao were chatting tit-for-tat, while Bartholomew sitting beside him kept a smile the whole time. As for the others, they could only listen to the two of them talking in confusion, unable to get a word in at all!

Just when they were arguing, Yu Aotian's deep eyes flashed, and he suddenly changed the language: "Baby, you are worthy of being a lawyer, and you have a really good mouth."

Yaoyao's face darkened, her twinkling eyes kept peeking at the pairs of eyes around her, and she replied in the same language as Yu Aotian: "Chairman Yu, are you sure that no one here can speak Czech?" Language?!"

"You can tell by looking at their expressions that they don't even understand." As he said that, Yu Aotian tilted his head with an evil smile: "But, honey, your ability to speak Czech and Angola is beyond my expectation. What's going on?"

Czech, like Angolan, is a rare language, and very few people can speak it.

Yaoyao knew how to do it mainly because she went to the library every day in junior high school and couldn't do anything else except read. "Chairman Yu, aren't you the same? He is indeed the son of the former Prime Minister. His cultivation is different."

"Thanks for the compliment. By the way, baby..."

Yaoyao clenched her fists bitterly: "Can you stop calling me that?!" Although it seems from the expressions that the people sitting here really don't understand Czech, but... Yu Aotian's words are precious. She screamed, she was really annoyed!

"What's that called? Sweetheart?!"

"..." Even more disgusting! She gritted her teeth and said, "Whatever you want to say, just say it!"

"Do you speak Albanian?"

This...she really doesn't know how! "Do you care?"

"Heh, that's good."

Seeing the weird smile floating on Yu Aotian's face, Yaoyao frowned in displeasure, what do you mean it's just fine? What does he mean? What's wrong with her not knowing Albanian? Who are you looking for?

I saw that Yu Aotian's deep eyes turned and slowly turned to Bartholomew, and directly changed the language back to Angolan: "Mr. Bartholomew, it is a pleasure to meet you today. For future matters, I hope you will go to your office. Let’s talk, I’ll excuse you now.”

"Yeah. Okay. Chairman Yu."

Yu Aotian stood up. The moment he passed by Yaoyao, he smiled evilly: "Albanian." He said a simple sentence beside her in Albanian and left quickly.

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