Chapter 79： How many languages ​​does he speak?

Chapter 79 How many languages ​​does he speak?

Bo Jingchuan's cell phone had been ringing since he was eating, but after that, the old lady glared at him a few times and simply muted the phone.

Not long after getting in the car, the phone rang again.

Bo Jingchuan took out his phone and glanced at it, then put the phone on the stand, turned his head and glanced at her, and said lightly:

"Connect my phone to Bluetooth."

As he spoke, he picked up the Bluetooth headset and put it on, controlled the steering wheel with one hand, and turned out of the manor.

Shen Fanxing leaned over, stretched out his slender fingers and silently tapped the settings on his phone screen.

After that, there was Bo Jingchuan's low and indifferent voice in the carriage, almost all of them were in foreign languages, and there were several calls in a row, and the languages ​​were almost different.

She could understand vaguely, English, French, German, Russian.

Each one is switchable and pleasant to the ear.

He also hung up a few calls during this period. In the end, he answered another call. When Shen Fanxing started to guess which language it was this time, he heard Bo Jingchuan's slightly heavy voice ringing.

"doing what?"

Well, Mandarin.

Bo Jingchuan turned off the Bluetooth, and the voice of the call was played in and out of the car.

"Brother Bo, come back for a few days, shall we get together first?"

A man's voice, low alcohol with excessive casualness, a bit cynical.

"No time." The tone was concise and ruthless.

"..." Shen Fanxing sat in the co-pilot and silently turned his head out the window.

Hmm... not available.

"When are you free then?"

"In two days."

"Two days are a few days...dududu..."

Yin Ruijue, who was sitting in a high-end box of a famous door, stared at the phone for a long time, and for a long time, the word "depending on" popped up.

threw his phone on the coffee table in front of him, glanced at the man sitting silently beside him, and shrugged, "I can't get out!"

The man leaning on the side was wearing a suit and leather shoes, with a slender cigarette sandwiched between his knuckle fingers, elegant and calm.

His appearance is also handsome and unassuming, with deep eyebrows and eyes, and a light expression. Just looking at his appearance, he feels that he is not a good person to be with, and his eyebrows are all deserted.

"If you don't come, you won't come. A man can handle too many things with one word of 'busy'."

Although the man raised his lips, there was no trace of warmth or smile.

Li Tingshen, low-key and mysterious, has a seemingly small entertainment company in his hands.

But as long as he wants to, in the entertainment industry, he can cover the sky with one hand.

Yin Ruijue took over the family's business, mainly in hotels and entertainment cities, and was also a well-known wealthy family in Pingcheng.

Counting Bo Jingchuan, the three people's personalities are obviously very different, but they become good buddies for some reason. -

Bo Jingchuan's behavior without a gentleman made Shen Fanxing unable to react for a while.

There was silence in the carriage, the space between the two was too quiet, and the awkward atmosphere rose little by little.

Shen Fanxing's many years of PR experience is the most taboo for such things to happen in the cold.

But at this time, she didn't know what to say to Bo Jingchuan.

After a long silence, Shen Fanxing turned his head, "…Can I listen to music?"

"At will."

Shen Fanxing reached out and turned on the player, and a warm and soothing music slowly flowed into the carriage.

A well-known piano piece is no stranger to Shen Fanxing.

Autumn whispers.

Shen Fanxing was slightly surprised, "Do you like piano music too?"

"The violin is also good." Bo Jingchuan's low voice sounded faintly, "Do you like the piano? Can you play it?"

Will    play…

Shen Fanxing's eyes slid a wry smile with strong irony...

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(end of this chapter)