Sitting on the cross-border trading group, the country is chasing after it

After the formal state visit during the day, a relaxed dinner followed.

Of course, this "relaxed" is only relative. A banquet held between countries at the state level will never be that easy.

In the banquet hall, everyone was dressed very formally and spoke only polite words. As for the food, it tasted good, but no one cared.

Only Jiang Ruochu and Ye Sha were serious about eating.

Although Ye Sha was nominally Jiang Ruochu's bodyguard, his strength was unfathomable, so he was given a seat at the banquet and he did not need to stand like other bodyguards.

Yesha pulled at the collar of his tie and whispered to Jiang Ruochu, "If there is such a big visit from the demon tribe in the future, I will never do this."

Jiang Ruochu smiled and said, "Are you starting to plan now?"

"Of course." Ye Sha nodded solemnly, "I must make sure that the guests who come here can eat meat and drink wine with hearty mouthfuls, and enjoy themselves as they please."

"Oh." Jiang Ruochu's voice rose at the end, "Then I am looking forward to your demon clan's dinner party. I must come and see it if I have the chance in the future."

After the boring banquet, Jiang Ruochu and Ye Sha both felt much more relaxed and could go home with peace of mind.

Ye Sha recalled: "I think the pigeon soup is delicious, but it's a pity that each person only had a small bowl, so we didn't get enough."

Jiang Ruochu said, "How about we ask Mr. Zhou to ask who is the chef of this state banquet, and then we can ask the chef to cook for us next time?"

Ye Sha's eyebrows brightened: "This is a good idea."

At this time, Zhou Liqiang, who was not far away, sneezed loudly. The guard next to him said worriedly: "Mr. Zhou, the winter in Beijing is too cold. You should be more careful."

Zhou Liqiang rubbed his nose and waved his hands: "This feeling is too familiar. It doesn't feel like being cold, but like being remembered."

The guard understood: "Are you talking about Miss Jiang and Mr. Ye?"

Zhou Liqiang's expression immediately turned serious: "Bah, bah, bah, don't be such a pessimist."

The guard was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. How big a psychological trauma was this?

However, Miss Jiang and Mr. Ye do like to play by their own rules, so it is normal for Mr. Zhou to be afraid.

***

When Jiang Ruochu and Ye Sha were about to get in the car and leave, the little princess Asara of Sharodiro found them.

She walked slowly, followed by an interpreter, bodyguards and attendants.

Perhaps because of her noble birth and the fact that she had been living a life of luxury since childhood, Asara looked down on everyone. However, on the surface, she still maintained proper etiquette.

Asara greeted in Sarodiro: "Hello, my name is Asara."

After she finished speaking, she paused and waited for the translator next to her to translate.

Who knew that Jiang Ruochu said in Saradiro: "No need for translation, I understand."

Asara looked at Jiang Ruochu in surprise, as if she had never expected Jiang Ruochu to speak such an unpopular language.

Jiang Ruochu introduced herself calmly: "Hello, my name is Jiang Ruochu."

Asara just shrugged to show that she got it, then she looked at Yesha with a smile and greeted him in English: "Hi, what a coincidence, we meet again."

Jiang Ruochu raised her eyebrows. This little princess has two faces.

Use Saradi Luowen to her, and use English to Yesha. Jiang Ruochu can see that Asara is not targeting her, but all the people she doesn't care about.

Generally speaking, people attending such important occasions, whether they are waiters or bodyguards, can communicate fluently in English, so Asara thought Yesha would definitely be able to understand.

Unexpectedly, Yesha was an exception.

So while Asara was speaking, Yesha remained expressionless. After she finished speaking, he naturally looked at Jiang Ruchu.

Jiang Ruochu was too lazy to act as an interpreter. She watched the show calmly: "Dear Princess Asara, my bodyguard does not speak English. Perhaps I can ask your translator to translate it for me."

After Yesha heard the translation, he asked calmly, "Who are you?"

Asara was stunned: "We have met on the ship before."

"Oh." Yesha responded indifferently, and his attitude obviously did not change because Asara was a princess.

Asara didn't care about Yesha's attitude. She thought it was probably a misunderstanding caused by language barrier. On the contrary, she liked Yesha's aloof look. The more aloof he was, the more challenging it was.

She felt excited just thinking about it.

Asara couldn't wait to say to Jiang Ruochu: "I admire your bodyguard's skills very much. You name a price and I want to buy him."

Jiang Ruochu listened to Asara's contemptuous tone and her attitude of treating people as commodities. She immediately put away her polite smile and said, "Princess Asara, if I remember correctly, he saved you on the ship, right?"

"Yeah, if not, how would I have found him? Your bodyguard is very skilled."

"In China, we don't treat our saviors like this."

"So that's what you care about." Alassa felt that Jiang Ruochu wanted to ask for compensation. "Don't worry, I won't treat him unfairly, and I won't treat you unfairly either."

Asara took off the gold and gemstone bracelet on her hand and said, "This is for you."