Chapter 41
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Ambassadors of C Country
Because of Francis's sudden visit, the people at the ball were a little uneasy.
When some people who wanted to get close to her saw the four black-clothed bodyguards with frosty faces, they stopped in their tracks.
"Francis, what took you so long?" He Shaochen walked up and started conversing with Francis in C Mandarin.
Francis shrugged and smiled helplessly. "I was delayed for a while."
"Where's Jo? Shouldn't you have come together? Why don't I see anyone? "
"That guy said he had a stomachache and went to the toilet."
Both of them were conversing in C Language. Few people present could understand what they were talking about. Shen Zhengen had no idea what the two of them were talking about.
He squeezed out a smile and interrupted, "Shaochen, do you know Mr. Francis?"
He Shaochen explained calmly, "We are university alumni. Francis said that he wanted to see the beauties of Country A. I know that Uncle Shen's ball is always full of beauties, so I asked him to come. You don't mind, do you?"
"No!" Shen Zhengen was overjoyed. He rubbed his hands excitedly and looked at Francis with a flushed face. "If Mr. Francis likes A-rated beauties, I'll send you two tomorrow."
Francis laughed. "Thank you for your kindness, but I'll pass."
Shen Zhengen thought that it was because there were too many people here and Francis couldn't do anything that was out of line. Shen Zhengen was already planning to send Francis to the embassy tomorrow.
"Weren't you dancing just now? Why are you all stunned? " Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Francis said to Shen Zhengen, "Mr. Shen, I'm here in private. I don't want to see the media report about this tomorrow."
"Don't worry, I won't leak it out. Of course, the others won't either!" He immediately asked the waiter to serve the other guests, while he planned to accompany Francis upstairs for a chat.
He Shaochen naturally wanted to go as well. His gaze was fixed on Qiao Qiao in the corner.
He signaled with his eyes, and Qiao Qiao sighed in her heart. She resigned herself to her fate and walked over.
She tried to recall the dance etiquette of C Country and made the most standard moves of a C Country socialite. She said, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Francis. My name is Joe Qiao. I'm Mr. He's date."
Francis looked at He Shaochen and then looked at Qiao Qiao in surprise. He seemed to have understood what was going on. He punched He Shaochen's chest half-jokingly and said in C Mandarin, "Well done, boy, you found such a beautiful girl."
He Shaochen had a faint smile in his eyes. He glanced at Qiao Qiao beside him and smiled. He said in C Mandarin, "I just did a good job with makeup."
Qiao Qiao's mouth twitched. Did this person think that no one here knew C Mandarin, so he was brazenly slandering her?
What did he mean by doing a good job with makeup? Couldn't he say that she was born beautiful?
"We're going upstairs to chat for a while. Do you want to come with us?" He Shaochen asked.
Before Qiao Qiao answered, she inadvertently glanced at Francis's slightly cold gaze. Her expression froze. She instinctively felt that this ambassador did not have a good impression of her.
She also saw that Shen Zhengen could not wait to talk to Francis. She thought that they would talk about some sensitive topics later.
Anyway, the show was over. As a commoner, she did not want to get involved.
So she shook her head, put on a modest smile, and said, "I'll stay downstairs. You guys go upstairs and chat."
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