The correct way to open the fake master

The latter words were blocked by Gu Yuan with a steamed bun.

After forcing Uncle Fu to eat a mouthful of steamed stuffed buns, Gu Yuan put the remaining half in his mouth, and said vaguely, "With so many assistants in President Fu, none of them are good at foreign language translation?"

"Have."

Fu Sheng looked up at Gu Yuan, appraised the expression of his child, and said unhurriedly, "Basically, it was brought by An Jintang. These documents are more important, I have to look them up myself."

This is a bit interesting, his Second Uncle Fu can't trust An Jintang.

But also, such a big merger and acquisition case, if something goes wrong at the last moment, he would have to think more about it.

Gu Yuan flipped through the files and took a look.

It's just a coincidence.

The information is all in French, he knows it, and the content is related to the high-tech industry, he is familiar with it. In the previous life, when he and his brother were in the most difficult time in the "Gu's" group, many of the key materials were made by the two brothers themselves.

Gu Yuan looked down at the dark circles under his Uncle Fu's eyes, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Uncle, how about I look it up for you?"

Fu Sheng looked up at Gu Yuan.

With his cautious personality, he would definitely not feel at ease to hand over such important information to a newcomer. However, facing the distress hidden in his child's eyes, he handed over the information in his hand to Gu Yuan by mistake.

Gu Yuan knew that his Second Uncle Fu was worried, so he quickly finished a page, twirling his Second Uncle Fu's fingertips: "Mr. Fu, let's see if your little assistant is up to date?"

Not only is it qualified, but there are no mistakes in professional terms.

Fu Sheng couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, pulled Gu Yuan into his arms and hugged him gently, and asked with a smile: "Little assistant, Mr. Fu is really a bit lacking in skills, please ask you for other information, okay?"

Gu Yuan pointed to his mouth and motioned to his second uncle Fu: "Just kiss."

Fu Sheng smiled.

Instead of kissing him, he rubbed Gu Yuan's small dick vigorously, and lightly reprimanded: "Don't make trouble."

Gu Yuan curled his lips, but didn't mess with Fu Sheng.

His Second Uncle Fu held a meeting in the office area to give tasks to people coming and going, and Gu Yuan held the computer and documents in the rest area and quietly worked as Mr. Fu's little translator.

After looking through the materials, Gu Yuan didn't bother his second uncle Fu.

Put the translated materials and the computer on the filing cabinet on the right side of Uncle Fu's right, which is out of reach unless you go from the inside of the desk, and poke the back of Uncle Fu's neck, motioning him to take a look at the location where the documents are placed .

Gu Yuan very rudely lay down on the bed in the lounge of his Second Uncle Fu - he is not needed for the rest of the work, it is better to sleep.

After Fu Sheng finished his work, it was already 03:30 in the morning.

It was Gu Yuan who helped him translate the materials, so that he had half an hour to rest before going to the airport.

in the lounge.

His child was wearing his shirt, hugging the quilt and sleeping very heroically on the double bed, a pair of long and straight legs, exposed to the air so wide, challenged his almost dead self-control.

Fu Sheng stood beside the bed in silence for a moment, then turned around and found another quilt from the cabinet and gently covered Gu Yuan, but before he straightened up, he couldn't help brushing away the strands of hair stuck to Gu Yuan's forehead , printed her lips on Gu Yuan's smooth forehead.

The author has something to say:

In the morning, Kawen couldn't help but cry. I never thought that I could pamper Concubine Wan Gui. There will be guests at home tomorrow. I hope I can continue to pamper Concubine Wan Gui successfully.