Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

  Chapter 547 Multi-language opening

  Once the King of Gambling had finished speaking, everyone at the table couldn't eat.

  Family, one member? What does this mean? It is implying that this family is not messy enough, and that the old man is always strong enough to add a younger sister to them?

Even if Qin Qing can't figure out the situation, she knows that she is now being used as a target. When facing the wolf-like gaze of this table, she can't eat it even if she has a good appetite. "The king of gambling is joking. How can an outsider who borrows live in comparison with Master Ling Qianjin."

She explained in a disguised form, but in exchange for Fan Hong’s loving smile, "Miss Lu, don’t have to be cautious. There are not many people named Fan on this table. Even if you live here at ease, I believe that with your ability, These are usually lazy and delicious, nothing can help you."

  If the first sentence is polite and euphemistic, to probe the military's mind, then this second sentence is to put Qin Qing on the table as a dish and become the target of everyone's attack.

  Fan Hong's meaning is also very clear: there is no free lunch in the world, if you want to live here, this is the price you should pay.

"Dad, some of our brothers and sisters learn to do business outside, how come they are so lazy?" Fan Jiaojiao pouted, pushed away the plate with sausage and poached eggs, and looked in the direction of the girl aggrievedly, "Why don't I? Okay, it's your daughter too. How can you say that to me in front of an outsider?"

Fan Hong put aside his knife and fork, took off the napkin on his neckline and wiped the corners of his mouth. Then he smiled slightly at his favorite little daughter: "Jiaojiao, don't be rude, Miss Lu is the distinguished guest I invited back. She studies In terms of grades, you are much better than you. In the future, you have to study hard with her. Other people are the same. Since they all want to move back, think about what you want to do. Don't just play."

   "...Yes, Dad."

   "I see, Dad."

  The voices at the dining table sparsely responded, even nodding their heads in agreement without tacit agreement. The ladies next to him were even more relieved after getting the approval of returning to the house, Yu Guang winked at his children again.

  Qin Qing ate breakfast quietly, in front of outsiders, but her mind became active.

  It is rumored that the children of the four wives of the King of Gambling are all following their mother’s surnames, and have lived outside since childhood. Only the children with the father’s surname are recognized and eligible to inherit the Fan family’s property.

  Now, I am afraid it is the white-hot stage of property disputes.

   "Hey, Sanjie, look at that bun, wearing a napkin like a fool." After a short pause, while eating, Fan Jiaojiao suddenly spoke to the other side, still in Portuguese.

"She looks younger than you and is a younger sister. Are you afraid that she will hear it?" The third daughter, Josie, also responded in Portuguese. His mother is a local Portuguese.

"Cut, then she has to understand, even my dad doesn't understand, so I just scolded her what's wrong?" Fan Jiaojiao relied on her language advantage and her father's favor, always arrogant and princess temperamental. , How would she be willing to learn from a little girl, "She is so old, she is stupid and stupid, and she does not wear a rag for mopping the floor. I hate it when I look at it."

Ms.    Jiao’s Portuguese Tucao is fluent and perfect. She smiles at the corners of her mouth when she speaks. What she doesn’t know is that the sisters are talking about themselves, and they are talking while looking next to the theme.

At the moment when the voice fell, Qin Qing, who was sitting in a chair, took the last bite of food, slowly took off the napkin and wiped the corners of her mouth, and opened her mouth: "Sorry, it made Miss Fan look annoying, but I don’t think anyone who speaks ill of others when eating is very cute."

  It should be said that it is quite uneducated.

  Not only Fan Jiaojiao, but also other people on the table looked over in surprise, not because of the meaning in Qin Qing’s words, but because she also spoke Portuguese.

  Fan Jiaojiao was taken aback for a while before she came back to her senses, then frowned, and said proudly, "Who are you?"

  This time it’s French.

  As a mixed race, Fan Jiaojiao not only has an absolute advantage in appearance, but also has a talent for languages. At the same time, she understands the languages ​​of several countries.

  Qin Qing looked at her with a smile, "I am the guest invited back by the host." She also spoke in French.

   "Guests should look like guests. You are not qualified to sit in that position."

   "If you have the ability, come and sit by yourself."

With a slap, Fan Jiaojiao blushed and patted the case, "You!"

   "Miss Fan." Qin Qing raised her eyes and changed with the language switch of the other party, but now she returned to her mother tongue, quietly and decently, and said softly, "You look even more stupid when you are angry."

  At least I’m wearing a napkin but it’s just dirt, but your angry look is ugly.

In the conversation just now, I changed the languages ​​of several countries back and forth, and the speed of speech was too fast to make people inaudible. Although everyone knew that the two were quarreling, they did not expect the content to be so intense. In the end, Qin Qing said arrogant Chinese. Coming out, it directly shocked the audience.

  Good guy, openly say that the host is stupid at the dinner table of other people's home.

Fan Jiaojiao is the first child that Fan Hong admits. She entered the Fan family’s household registration book. The degree of spoiledness can be seen. Now she is humiliated on the spot. Many people are secretly speculating. After being dragged out and killed, the shot crashed.

However, "Jiaojiao, how about your tutor. After drinking foreign ink for a few years, he has regarded herself as a foreigner. Can't you speak well?" Fan Hong raised his eyebrows and shot his sharp eyes on the little daughter's. On his body, he snorted with an unprecedented stern tone: "Before you really want to deal with people, first weigh your own jins and taels. Miss Lu, I made you laugh."

  Qin Qing glanced at the sluggish Fan family, nodded lightly, smiled lightly and said, "It's okay."

"I don't know if Miss Lu knows how to play chess, if you can, let me play a few games with my old man." It seems that the girl's infinite learning ability was discovered in this language battle. Fan Hong asked, but he felt already. It was determined that she was good at it.

  "This is my honor." Qin Qing did not refuse, because she was more reluctant to join the battle for wealthy estates than Fan Hong, an old and cunning fox.

  The two quickly got up and walked to the living room, leaving a crowd at the table looking at each other. Fan Jiao was so sullen that she cried on the spot, while others used her card to figure out the girl's weight, and her complexion couldn't help but sink.

  The air in the mountains is always better than that in the bustling city. Apart from the inevitable depression of everything in winter, the tranquility of the Fan’s mansion is in line with Qin Qing’s aesthetic taste.

  Especially Fan Hong’s superb tea-making craftsmanship in front of her, she couldn’t help but create the illusion that they are indeed related by blood.

  (End of this chapter)