Invincible, Why Do I Need To Do It Myself

"Uh, from a French movie, the co-star of Renault and St. Gerard of the Big Nose is called "Shut Up," in which the protagonist is called Quentin, and the French pronunciation is steel egg."

After Ma Sha explained, Ying Lili MKV rolled his eyes at him: "There will be no French girl named Quentin."

"You really don't have a sense of humor." Ma Sha muttered.

Party secretary: "British."

"Anyway, this person outside is called Jeanna," Ying Lili MKV changed to English again. "It's the French girl who is late. She is a fool."

"Fool? How are you sure?"

"You'll know if you go to chat with her!" Ying Lili MKV replied irritably.

"I don't understand French." Masha said, glanced outside the door, making Nazheng chattering to Chihiro, but Chihiro, who didn't understand French, was completely unmoved.

No, do not rely on the magic claws to take a nap, otherwise I can't hold it, I sleep for half an hour before continuing to code.

Chapter 285 You are also working too much overtime, so you have been entrusted with a heavy responsibility (three shifts)

Stanislas grabbed August by the collar, but his height simply couldn't make such a difficult move to lift August.

Everyone was tiptoe to the collar lifter, Stanislas stood on tiptoe and lifted the collar of others.

He pointed to the screen that had just been set up in the large living room and cursed: "They actually found a girl who doesn't understand Chinese or English!"

"But she is beautiful, romantic and beautiful French girl, who doesn't like it?" Auguste raised his eyebrows, smiling like a simple painter.

"I don't like it! She doesn't understand Chinese, how can she be blackmailed by an old Chinese lady?" Stanislas asked suspiciously.

"Maybe, that old Chinese lady understands French?" Auguste put forward the most probable conclusion.

Stanislas stared at him with a foolish expression for several seconds, and sighed: "Forget it, you, go and translate for her."

"Me? I don't know Chinese, and English is also average."

"Forget it," Stanislas shook his head, "I'll go! But I don't speak Chinese either! Why on earth did we send the two of us to China to perform this task?"

"Because we worked overtime," said August, "so the superiors think we are reliable."

"This... by the way, translator, we still have translator, let him pass! Now, hurry up!"

Stanislas let go, and Auguste left immediately and went to look for an interpreter.

"Really," Stanislas smiled at his colleagues in the hall, "Sorry, I'm a little emotional, sorry."

Auguste returned to the room assigned to them, entered the door and said to everyone who was installing the equipment: "We need an interpreter to help Jeanna."

"Go help that dancer?" A young man who was busy wiring the ground raised his head with a helpless expression, "She will only mess things up."

"So what about our translator?"

"Going to buy drinks, only he can speak Chinese, so he can only go."

Auguste frowned: "Why don't you call takeaway, this is China, takeaway will not be delivered to you in four hours, nor will it be off work, so it will be delivered tomorrow."

The Frenchman in the room looked at each other.

August was speechless and asked, "So, he should be back soon, right? The convenience store is pretty close here."

"This...because there are so many things to buy, he went to a shopping mall far away."

August frowned: "Why?"

"Tomorrow is Saturday. You have to stock up on consumables for tomorrow."

"But this is China. Chinese people want to open stores 24 hours a day in order to make money. Even on Sundays, the stores are open." Auguste said.

A room of Frenchmen looked at each other again.

At this time, a calm and low male voice came from behind Auguste: "I'll go."

Auguste turned his head and saw a strange face—no, no stranger, he often saw this face in movies.

"You are……"

"He is an intelligence officer of the military," said the intelligence analyst under Auguste. "This time they are working with us."

"Do you know Chinese?" Auguste asked.

"Yes." The military man nodded.

At this time Stanislas returned from the living room.

"I thought about it, let the dancer go and do it. Our task is to monitor and monitor the king of yellow clothes. We only need to monitor. It doesn't matter what the dancer does. Wait, this is silly. Who is this?" He looked at the tall man standing next to August with his hands on his hips.

"He is letting..."

"Then who is this guy? Why don't I remember that I have such a tall person?" Stanislas interrupted August. He was acute, he was always like this.

"He is a field agent of the military."

"Ah ↗↘ from the military?" Stanislas stood in front of the tall man and looked at him with his head up. "You also worked too much overtime, so you were entrusted with a heavy responsibility?"

"We don't have the concept of overtime. We will work when we need it." Da Gao replied.

"Are you really French?"

"Actually, I served in the Foreign Legion."

"Well, no wonder. Mr. Military, come in, we just need someone like you. Let's think about how to better monitor the king of yellow clothes."

After Ma Sha finished this wave of dishes ordered by the guests, he ran to the meal picker and looked out the door.

"Where did the French girl go?"

"Maybe I was tired. I saw her entering the opposite cafe." The party secretary said while wiping the cup.

"Won't she come to work?"

Ma Sha was shocked.

"What way is this?"

"Don't ask me, I don't know. Maybe she just wants to be selected for the Nobel Prize for World Confusion."

Ma Sha scratched his head and said to Ying Lili MKV, who was sitting behind an empty table in the store, like a guest: "Go to the other side and bring that guy over."

"I refuse. I don't need to provide convenience to the French intelligence agencies." Yinglili MKV lowered his head and used the tablet to draw the design of the maid outfit, without raising his head.