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That night, Shaanxi South Road, Red House Western Restaurant.

In order to eat this western meal, Wu Yuan specially put on the windbreaker his wife just bought.

He is personable, not to mention more handsome than Chow Yun-fat.

But at least it does not fall into the style and reputation of the Red House western restaurant.

But even so, Wu Yuan still felt that his body was a bit sloppy when he entered the Red House western restaurant.

That is to say, just getting started.

As Eileen Chang's favorite western restaurant, Mei Lanfang changed the name herself. The atmosphere and style here are not spread by word of mouth, but in every place.

Needless to say, how much thought was put into the red imitation brick and tile structure.

Even the interior decoration is full of Western French style.

Moreover, this kind of decoration style is not limited to the lobby on the second floor, but runs through the private rooms on the third and fourth floors.

Always the same.

Wu Yuan walked all the way, even if the girl who led the way was slim, she couldn't stop him from admiring the architectural structure and decoration style inside.

It turns out that the craftsmanship and inheritance of the craftsmen have never been broken.

However, the three colors on the French flag are used as the main colors here, which is somewhat distasteful.

The name of the private room is Fontainebleau.

Wu Yuan was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly thought that Huang Qiya must like this place.

But daughter-in-law Yang Luoyan may not.

If you bring your wife to eat Western food, there should be better choices.

Pushing open the private room and seeing Sara and Hu Yao, Wu Yuan became more certain that his windbreaker was indeed sloppy.

As a translator, Hu Yao, not to mention elaborate dressing and makeup.

Even Sara, an Italian girl who has always been confident and advocates freedom and slack, specially changed into a cheongsam.

Wu Yuan wouldn't believe it if he didn't pay special attention to it.

The point is that this Chinese-style cheongsam, if worn on Sara's body, would really kill her.

The effect is like a female anchor with a 12-level beauty on her mobile phone 20 or 30 years later.

Impeccable.

But the eyes are not good-looking, just not good-looking.

Hu Yao also couldn't understand, just to have a meal with an agent, as for going to the store to change the cheongsam herself?

Is this the feeling of being prostituted for nothing?

Wu Yuan slapped Sara to look away, walked to the seat, looked at the private room and said, "As for booking such a large private room?"

Hu Yao can answer this question by herself without having to translate with Sara; "The booking is late, and this is the only private room left."

Originally, this was the kind of box with a long table.

Removing the long table and replacing it with such a small round table, wouldn't it make it appear bigger?

Wu Yuan didn't care, it wasn't him spending the money anyway.

The three sat down.

Well dressed wait staff, come and take your order.

Holding the menu in her hand, Sara ordered appetizers, starters, main courses, side dishes and desserts for herself very familiarly.

On the way, Wu Yuan even heard that Sarah could read the French on the menu.

When it was Wu Yuan's turn, he was not so particular.

Foie gras, black truffle and top steak, what is delicious.

There is no distinction between appetizers, appetizers and main courses.

As far as the names of these dishes are concerned, I still rely on the sporadic memories of my previous life, and Zou Ning, a Shanghai native girl, who made up lessons temporarily.

In the end, with the help of Hu Yao, I got together other side dishes and desserts.

In this regard, Wu Yuan did not have the slightest stage fright or embarrassment.

Instead, he looked around with a scrutiny.

What surprised Hu Yao even more was that Sara was still looking at the old hat with great interest.

That look made Hu Yao even suspect that if this old hat was single, Sarah would turn her back and stick her ass up.

Even though Wu Yuan was not too impressed with the rituals of western food.

But the waiters are still following the style and process of western food.

Sarah ordered a bottle of expensive red wine.

Wu Yuan doesn't know much about it, but what is certain is that it is not Lafite in 1982.

It tastes slightly sour.

After two or three bites of the appetizer, it wasn't enough for Wu Yuan to stuff his teeth.

After putting down the knife and fork, I realized that the two ladies were still tasting with utmost elegance.

So Wu Yuan could only speak first, and said, "Sara, how much do you know about internationally renowned urban planning and design companies?"

Hu Yao didn't directly translate with Sara, but caught Wu Yuan and asked for a long time.

After confirming the main business content, scale and popularity of the company Wu Yuan wanted to find, he carefully translated it to Sara.

The two women communicated for a long time.

Wu Yuan had nothing to do but drink red wine.

It was a little sour at first, sour and sour, so I drank it as a drink.

After he drank two shallow glasses of red wine by himself, the first course was served.

Wu Yuan's starter was foie gras.

The shape looks quite flowery, but there are not many mouthfuls to eat.

Fortunately, Sara and Hu Yao had finished communicating at this time, and Hu Yao didn't care about the appetizers, so she translated to Wu Yuan: "Sara has a best friend who works in the HASSELL branch in Singapore, and I can help you ask ask."

After Hu Yao finished speaking, she was ready to eat.

In the end, Wu Yuan still looked at her with a dazed expression: That's it? What the hell is HASSELL?

Hu Yao had no choice but to put down her fork and continued: "HASSELL is an Australian design firm with a history of 50 years. It has branches in Southeast Asia and England. The projects it has handled have won many awards."

Now Wu Yuan understands, Hassel.

Then he suddenly felt that the name sounded familiar.

In my previous life, my company’s first large-scale industrial park project, the design company of the Alibaba Industrial Park, seemed to be called Hasel.

If this is the case, then this Hassel's reputation is indeed acceptable.

So Wu Yuan let Hu Yao go.

As a result, Hu Yao hadn't eaten a few mouthfuls, and Sarah immediately asked Wu Yuan.

Seeing Sarah getting more and more excited as she talked, Wu Yuan instinctively felt that something was wrong.

After Hu Yao translated it, it was indeed so.

"Sara means that the promotion effect of this charitable donation is great. So she would like to ask you, should the next step be to use this shareholder wind to promote Fendi to other big cities outside of Shanghai?"

The corner of Wu Yuan's mouth twitched, and his face showed doubts: "I want to too! Why did I never think about it? But promotion requires money, establishment of branches, recruitment of new employees, money is needed everywhere. Even round-trip air tickets, for For our furniture factory, it is not a small expense..."

Hu Yao's eyelids twitched.

Before Wu Yuan finished complaining, he began to translate to Sara.

Unexpectedly, when Sarah heard this, she immediately said: "Wu, I can apply for a part of the funds from the headquarters. How about $50,000?"

Hu Yao was stunned.

Being prostituted for nothing can also become an addiction? Without even thinking about it?

But stunned is stunned, and the translator still has to continue to translate.

After all, specific business matters are not what she should care about as a translator.

After listening to Hu Yao's translation, Wu Yuan reluctantly nodded.

$50,000 is a little less, but no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.

Better than nothing.

"Okay, Sara, I can accept it. But we can't rule out the possibility of additional additions."

"certainly!"