Only Su Moyan is present and can speak Japanese. Before the translator comes, she can only ask her to deal with the emergency first.

As soon as Su Moyan spoke, Yu Yao realized that her statement of "knowing Japanese" was completely self-modest. She was very familiar with it, not only language, but also etiquette.

It is rumored in the circle that Mr. Kuno has a strange personality, probably because he doesn't like dealing with businessmen, especially those with a strong smell of money. However, Su Moyan doesn't know any business practices and likes his works. Today, the two have a good conversation.

Kunoki is a native Osaka native. In fact, she is very casual. Su Moyan also half-jokingly tried to speak a few Kansai dialects. Mr. Kuno was very kind to hear it, and a smile slowly spread on his face.

When Su Moyan speaks Japanese, his voice is soft and very nice.

Yu Yao looked at it, smiling at the corner of his mouth. It turns out that he was a little girl who didn't know the world was high. There was a national treasure-level master standing in front of him, and he was not nervous.

Cheng Yuji knew nothing about Japanese. Seeing Yu Yao listening carefully, "Do you understand?"

Yu Yao shook his head.

"Then you listen so seriously?"

“…”

Although Cheng Yuji couldn't understand the content, he guessed it was some polite greetings. The key was that the little girl made the master very happy.

"Mr. Yu, where did you pick such a baby as an assistant?" Cheng Yuji admired Su Moyan very much. He was beautiful and smart, and was very suitable for social engagements. Cheng Yuji continued to joke with Yu Yao, "I want to poach."

Yu Yao smiled faintly at Cheng Yuji, quite confident, "You can't poach her."

In Cheng Yuji's world, there is no problem that cannot be solved with money. "Can't you poach it? I don't believe it anymore, unless she is your little lover."

Yu Yao turned his head and was not interested in continuing to talk to her about this topic.

A few minutes later, everyone surrounded Mr. Kuno and went to the private room to have a meal first.

"What did you say to him?" When I had time, Yu Yao asked Su Moyan beside him.

"Just chatting, it's almost a condom." Su Moyan posted to Yu Yao, as if he was anxious to seek credit, "Am I awesome?"

Yu Yao didn't say anything and deliberately kept the scene. If she praised her at this time, she would probably have her tail raised to the sky.

Half an hour later, the translation had not arrived yet, and Cheng Yuji had no hope. Anyway, Su Moyan could completely act as a translator.

Mr. Kuno and Su Moyan were very co-starring. They praised "Kawaii" five times in less than half an hour. They were not perfunctory but really liked it. Everyone here could understand this sentence.

Su Moyan sat next to Mr. Kuno, and Yu Yao sat next to Su Moyan.

Yu Yao is good at negotiating, but because the other party is Kuroki, she is not sure. She tells Su Moyan her idea and then translates and reposts it by Su Moyan. In this way, the cooperation negotiations went smoothly. There is no doubt that Mr. Kuroyan’s favor for Su Moyan is a plus point.

Su Moyan originally didn't like such social engagements because Yu Yao followed her. Besides, Kunoki is also her favorite illustrator. Compared to talking about business, she felt that she was more like chatting, but Mr. Kuno happened to be interested in the project, which was a natural result.

Good alcohol tolerance is undoubtedly an advantage at the negotiating table, and so is women.

It was this time that Yu Yao saw Su Moyan’s alcohol tolerance, and she must have drunk a lot of alcohol.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, Mr. Kuno expressed his willingness to cooperate, but he had to discuss the specific matters in detail with his agent. Everyone knows this. Mr. Kuno has always been devoted to creation and is not very concerned about other things.

Before leaving, Kunoki told Su Moyan that he might be able to contact him next time he went to Osaka.

"It's thanks to you, little assistant this time." After the cooperation was completed, Cheng Yuji's heart fell to the ground. According to the convention, he would definitely celebrate again in the evening. "Tonight, everyone will not be drunk and will not come home. I will treat you."

Everyone naturally said yes.

Su Moyan was in a bad state. She was forcibly disguised at the table just now. She had been a little dizzy since the morning and drank a lot of red wine in the evening. Now she is getting more and more dizzy.

Yu Yao discovered that Su Moyan was unnatural, and helped Su Moyan and explained to Cheng Yuji, "Mr. Cheng, I'm a little tired today. We'll make an appointment another day. You guys have fun tonight."

Cheng Yuji saw Su Moyan’s face look a little ugly. She was so cheerful that she would not force herself to hold on. “Go back and have a good rest. We are all friends. It’s not a matter of one word to drink together in the future.”

"Have fun." Yu Yao also likes to cooperate with Cheng Yuji and go straight to each other. It is not that this person is not scheming, but that he can make a promise. At least when working together, he will not be indifferent to one thing behind the scenes.

Su Moyan forced himself to keep an eye on.

"Does it feel uncomfortable if you drink too much?"

"No." It's just dizzy. Su Moyan felt that nothing was wrong and did not tell Yu Yao specifically.

"We'll go back now."

Su Moyan lazily held Yu Yao's arm and looked at the Cross-River Bridge not far away, "I want to get some breath."

"Yeah." Yu Yao accompanied her.

It is now the end of summer, but the temperature remains unabated.

Su Moyan pulled Yu Yao up the Cross-River Bridge, crossed the river more than a thousand meters, and looked down dozens of meters away from the river, reflecting the most prosperous night view of the city.

The two of them were holding the fence, and the river breeze blew towards each other, making it a little cooler.

But Su Moyan still felt dizzy, maybe it would be fine in a while.

Looking at the river view, Ningjiang River winds and long, like a colorful dragon, sleeping quietly in the noisy city.

Yu Yao also likes to come here, with a wide view and a good place to breathe. Yu Yao turned his head to look at Su Moyan, who was silent. She squinted her eyes, and her long hair was blown lightly.

"I didn't expect you to speak Japanese."

Su Moyan opened her eyes and turned her head to look at her, "Is it strange?"

"Why not write it on your resume?"

“What’s there to write about this.”

Yu Yao thought about it, so she was not interested in working.

He knows karate, sign language, and Japanese. Yu Yao is very curious. What else can Su Moyan know? She is like a treasure chest.

Su Moyan turned around and looked towards Yu Yao, "In addition to Chinese, I also know eight languages."

"Eight Kingdoms?" Yu Yao's tone was obviously expressing doubt.

Su Moyan reached out and pinched the hair that was blown by the wind behind his ears, and smiled tiredly, "Don't you believe it?"

Yu Yao really didn't believe it, so he turned his head and asked, "Which eight languages?"

Su Moyan spread his palms to Yu Yao and slowly counted them one by one, "Japanese... French... German... Russian... Spanish... Italian... Icelandic... and English..."

After counting, there were exactly eight.

Yu Yao looked at her face and felt like she was drunk, talking nonsense, and a little cute. Yu Yao followed her words, "Let me listen."

"Then listen..."

Su Moyan thought and said as she said. Although Yu Yao couldn't understand a word, it was really like that. Of course, it was not ruled out that Miss Su was talking nonsense.

"What does it mean exactly?" Yu Yao asked her with his arms held.

"Don't you understand a single sentence?" Su Moyan raised his eyebrows, a little proud. He walked closer to Yu Yao, curled the corners of his mouth and told her with a smile, "You should understand English..."

"Huh?" Yu Yao met her eyes, which were clear and clean. Maybe she had drunk too much, and her cheeks were white and red.

Su Moyan also looked at Yu Yao's eyes, "iloveyou..."

It's not too light or too heavy, but the atmosphere is so ambiguous.

On the bridge deck not far away, occasionally cars drive by at high speed.

Noisy, quiet, noisy, quiet...

Soon, Su Moyan's words were blown away by the wind.

Yu Yao turned around and looked at the river, poking through Su Moyan's "trick", "Is it OK to just say one word?"

Su Moyan was still immersed in the ambiguous atmosphere just now, but she said she had drunk too much and her brain was a bit broken. She came back to her senses and said shamelessly, with drunkenness, "Why don't you forget..."

Standing on the bridge and blew for a while.

Yu Yao: "Let's go, go back."

"Well..." Su Moyan's head seemed to become dizzy, her cheeks were red, and the alcohol was coming. The red wine was more powerful than the white wine. In addition, she started to have a low fever since the morning, but she didn't know at all.

Su Moyan just wants to sleep now.

Yu Yao also drank alcohol and couldn't drive, so he had to call him a designated driver.

As soon as he got into the car, Su Moyan leaned on Yu Yao, so tired that he couldn't open his eyes.

Yu Yao looked at her in a daze and said, "Is it okay?"

"It's okay..." Su Moyan also answered in a daze.

Yu Yao looked at her appearance and said rudely, "Drink less next time."

"Yeah." Su Moyan felt very comfortable leaning against her. She couldn't help but put her body on her body. Her hands were not very regular. She hugged Yu Yao in the waist and said softly, "I understand..."

Like Yu Yao, Su Moyan likes elegant perfumes. The fragrance on her body seems to be there or not, but when she holds her intimately, it is refreshing.

"Moyan..." Yu Yao felt that she hugged her tighter and tighter, too tighter, and her face was slowly rubbing against her neck. She never sleeps properly.

"Well..." Su Moyan sighed softly and continued to act like a hooligan. She liked the fragrance of Yu Yao, which was particularly attractive.

Yu Yao wanted to push her away and let her lean on her, but she could not resist her.

In this way, Yu Yao let Su Moyan carry him all the way.

Ten minutes later.

"Here." Yu Yao held Fusu Moyan's shoulder.
To be continued...