Two Hundred and Fifty, the President Overturns the Vinegar Altar (4)

As soon as Mr. President left, the Vice President was also so stimulated that he couldn't stay any longer and left angrily. Lan Ye was the last to leave, and before leaving, he took a hard look at Xia Xingchen, his eyes were full of hostility, Xia Xingchen could see clearly. However, Lan Ye didn't specifically say anything to her.

All of a sudden, the lounge was empty. Only she, Chi Weiyang, and Yu Zenan were left.

"Are you okay?" Chi Weiyang asked worriedly.

Yu Zenan also stared at her for a while, folded his hands on his chest, and said leisurely: "The person just now was Lan Ye, and you have seen the real person. To be honest, he looks much better than the photos."

Chi Weiyang felt that this person was just sprinkling salt on the wound, "Stop talking, everyone is gone, let's go too."

Xia Xingchen nodded slightly, but said nothing.

The three go out together. Outside, it was bitingly cold. Yu Zenan asked them to wait by the side of the road and sent them away.

Today's weather is not bad. However, the temperature in the whole city has dropped so badly that passers-by on the street have already put on down jackets.

Xia Xingchen stared blankly at the bare tree branches across the street, feeling desolate in his heart. It won't be long before it's probably snowing in this city...

When she was in a daze, Chi Weiyang pulled her. When she regained her senses, she saw the convoy driving past her without any haste. Through the car window, one could faintly see that cold profile.

And... Lan Ye sitting beside him...

Chi Weiyang sighed, "It seems that he and Lan Ye are really..."

Xia Xingchen didn't answer the call, but he was thinking in his mind, could it be that Lan Ye sent the email he received in country Y that day? But who made it, and what does it matter? The important thing is that none of those photos were synthesized...

Staring blankly at the convoy that was drifting away, there was a dull pain in his chest...

I tried my best to ignore it, but the pain was too strong.

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This weekend, there is no news from the old lady. Xia Xingchen will not take the initiative to find it. As long as the child is still by her side, she hopes that everything will be like this, and even thinks like an ostrich, if the old lady never comes to her for the rest of her life, that would be the best.

two days later.

As soon as Xia Xingchen arrived at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, he was called to the office.

"Mr. President's English translator left for various reasons. I know you have a good relationship with the President's Office. Mr. President wants me to choose a trustworthy candidate to send over. The only one I can think of is you now."

The words of the Minister of Foreign Affairs made her stunned, "Me?"

"It's you. Any questions?"

"..." Xia Xingchen shook his head. If it is necessary for business, of course she has no problem. She has always distinguished between public and private. only……

"Actually, there are many people in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs who are more professional than me..." After all, she has only been a full-time employee for a few months.

"With your qualifications, it's really not easy to enter the President's Office, but it's very difficult to find someone who can be trusted by the President's Office. Of course, I'm just pushing you over there, and there will be an internship period there. Whether you can enter the Office of the President at the right time, everything will be decided by Mr. President."

Xia Xingchen nodded, "Then I know. When will I report for duty?"

"Tomorrow morning."

Xia Xingchen received the personnel notice and left the office.

so……

In the next time, I will work in the same building as him, then -->>

So... the chances of meeting him will be much more, right? But, can she be like him, so calm and composed, as if nothing happened to each other, nothing is unhappy, just focus on work?

She, in fact, has no confidence at all...

Now, as long as I think of him, the waves in my heart can no longer be ignored, let alone meeting him and working with him...

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the next day.

early in the morning.

Xia Xingchen didn't dare to neglect at all, put on light makeup, wore a black skirt and woolen coat, and ran directly to the President's Office with his computer. It was the first time she came to work in a new environment, and it still belonged to his environment, and she was so nervous that she was beating drums.

Report to the personnel department, arrange to enter the translation department, and be led by the minister to the work office.

The feeling here is completely different from that of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Although the Ministry of Foreign Affairs is also a political department, in comparison, it is much more relaxed there. And the people here are serious and serious, unsmiling. The pace of work is also much faster.

Although Xia Xingchen had just come in, he didn't dare to slack off.

Turn on the computer and try to adapt to the new job. Before it started, I saw the minister walking out while arranging his clothes, and said in a loud voice: "Mr. President will be here soon!"

As soon as the voice fell, everyone got up and walked out.

Xia Xingchen knew the rules - it was the practice of the office to go out to greet him. She followed the crowd to the downstairs. On the lawn of the office, people from all departments had already been treated seriously.

The gilded door was slowly opened under the morning light of early winter. The president's motorcade drove in at a leisurely pace. Under the passionate national anthem, the national flag was raised slowly. The "pound pound—" sound from the big clock in Baiyu Square made the whole scene even more majestic.

Xia Xingchen only occasionally saw such scenes on TV. It was the first time to stand in the crowd and experience it for myself, and there was a feeling of blood rushing.

And the man they welcomed so grandly was the father of her child. There used to be a relationship, but now... it doesn't matter anymore...

At this moment, she was standing at the end of the crowd, not knowing whether she should be happy or sad.

"Good morning, Mr. President!"

While thinking about it, the man had already walked towards them slowly from the car.

He nodded lightly and greeted everyone: "Morning, let's go to work."

"Yes, Mr. President."

Everyone responded without moving, just waiting for the President to enter the office. Xia Xingchen's eyes fell on him. Today, he is still very charming. Whether it is wearing, or between gestures...

While thinking about it, Mr. President, who was passing by them at a gentle pace, suddenly stopped.

Because of this, Xia Xingchen's heartbeat stopped suddenly. His gaze, beyond the crowd, was projected directly on her without hesitation.

Her breathing was tight, and at that moment... everyone's eyes also fell on her.

Exploring, curious, surprised...

"New here?" He opened his lips, three simple words, showing alienation.

It seems that this is the first time they have met...

As if, they used to, never knew each other...

Xia Xingchen was stunned for a moment, and the minister at the side tugged at her sleeve, and she regained her senses. He slowly walked out from the crowd and said softly, "Hello, I am the new English translator, Xia Xingchen."