C239 Sis xi i'm in rome

"If you have the opportunity to come to China, you can contact me anytime."

"I will arrange for a flight to be picked up, and my wife and I will be warmly entertained." Jiang Mochuan knew that it was Ferris who had rescued him and Chen Xi today.

Because a woman was hooting at him, if a man like himself were to do anything to a woman like Lisdofen, he would only incur the dissatisfaction of the people in the restaurant: his own power was not in Europe.

If Ferris had not saved him from the battle with Chen Xi in the most witty way today, it was unknown how long he would have been in trouble.

Ferris took the two business cards that Jiang Mochuan had given him and seriously looked at them. Because the business cards had an English description, Ferris realized that he was not mistaken.

Because a name card was actually Jiang Mochuan's own.

The other one was Chen Xi's.

Ferris knew that the Chen Xi in front of him were both capable people.

"I hope we will meet again due to fate."

"I have to leave first, because I still have work to do."

"If I were to go to China one day, I would definitely meet you and your wife." Ferris kept the two name cards properly and left the dining room.

"Why did you give him two business cards?" After Ferris left, Chen Xi asked in confusion.

Chen Xi didn't even know who the other card Jiang Mochuan gave Ferris belonged to.

"From now on, you can take this out. I guarantee that it will work better than your ID card." Jiang Mochuan said as he took out a card from his pocket and handed it over to Chen Xi.

"When did you make me a business card?"

"How come I don't know it?" Chen Xi took the folder given to him by Jiang Mochuan and looked at it carefully.

"Are you sure the business card you gave me isn't a problem?" Chen Xi slanted his eyes as he looked at Jiang Mochuan and asked.

What the hell was written on it?

What do you mean, take on all kinds of Translation Documents, take on clothing design?

What the hell was Jiang Mochuan doing with his business card?

"I'll use it first. I'll change it after the studio starts operating."

"If I remember correctly, you also like a fashion design?" Jiang Mochuan said as he placed a bowl of soup in front of Chen Xi.

"Do you remember?" Chen Xi thought that after he left Jiang Mochuan's office, Jiang Mochuan had already forgotten that he was very fond of clothing design.

I never thought that Jiang Mochuan would still remember it.

"When you're done here, I'll help you with the studio's work when you return home."

"When you accept someone else's translation, you can also have a company that you can use." Jiang Mochuan had planned everything in his heart, and was just waiting to return home with Chen Xi.

"I have the money to open the studio, so you don't have to pay for it when the time comes."

"When I was in France, I designed clothes and talked to people about pianos: I made a little money." Chen Xi knew that Jiang Mochuan meant to set up a studio for her after he returned to his country, but what Jiang Mochuan said was' I'll set up a studio for you when I return '.

But not, 'Once you return home, you can go and take care of the studio's matters.' These two sentences had different concepts, and it didn't matter who you spent your money on.

Chen Xi did not want to spend Jiang Mochuan's money.

This would only make her feel that her studio was not hers, but rather that Jiang Mochuan had opened it, and that she was just watching for him.

If it was before, Chen Xi had indeed never spent a single cent on Jiang Mochuan.

In the past, if Jiang's Father had said that he had spent Jiang Mochuan's money, Chen Xi felt that he still had the guts to refute a few words with him.

If Jiang Mochuan opened a studio for him, and Jiang's Father ridiculed him for spending Jiang Mochuan's money all the time, Chen Xi really did not know how to refute that.

"This is my birthday present for you next year." Jiang Mochuan said.

He knew that Chen Xi was a girl with a very high spirit and he also knew that Chen Yi had some money on him, but Jiang Mochuan did not want to see him divided it so clearly.

"No, just give me more compensation when you get married in the future." Chen Xi shook his head and said.

Right now, he really didn't dare take Jiang Mochuan's money.

He did not want to be told by the Jiang's Father and did not know how to refute it.

Jiang Mochuan did not continue to fight with her over this matter.

Anyway, after returning back to his home country, he would silently decorate the workshop and bring Chen Xi there. Jiang Mochuan did not believe that Chen Xi would refuse to waste a studio.

He had to tell Jiang Mochuan that Chen Xi really knew how to do it.

After finishing their meal, Chen Xi and Jiang Mochuan returned to the hotel.

Waiting for He Shuhao to get off the plane at night.

"Hello, sister Xi."

"Which hotel are you in?"

"I'll go look for you." He Shuhao had difficulty controlling his excitement on the phone as he said this.

He originally thought that he would have to wait for him to return home for another month before he could see Chen Xi.

He did not expect Chen Xi and Jiang Mochuan to come to Europe.

Although Jiang Mochuan explicitly forbade him to meet Chen Xi after returning to his country in his WeChat.

But He Shuhao had confidence in being able to see Chen Xi again.

"At the XX Hotel, just call me when you get there." Chen Xi told He Shuhao about the inn he was staying at, then hung up the phone.

"You really don't understand people at all."

"He Shuhao came to Europe to seek inspiration, you forced him away from Italy." After Chen Xi hung up the call, he raised his head and continued to berate Jiang Mochuan.

She wanted to apologize to He Shuhao a thousand times in her heart.

"What kind of inspiration could a writer like him have?"

"You've really done him a favor by asking him to come over." Jiang Mochuan said with an indifferent look.

Anyway, it was not like he was losing any benefits.

What did He Shuhao have to do with him?

"I find that you're really getting more and more roguish." Chen Xi rolled his eyes at Jiang Mochuan.

She really didn't think that Jiang Mochuan would have such an uncaring time.

But when he thought about it again, when had Jiang Mochuan ever thought about others?

"He said it himself. We're romance novels." Jiang Mochuan spoke with confidence.

He didn't feel that he was wrong in coming to Europe to find inspiration because he disturbed He Shuhao.

"From the way you said it, you seem quite shameless?"

"Do you believe that I can make He Shuhao immediately use your big name to write the next book?" Chen Xi looked at Jiang Mochuan who looked like he deserved a beating, and hated him to the core.

He discovered that Jiang Mochuan liked to grind down many things now.

"Enough, don't be angry. Could it be that you want He Shuhao to see you angry when he comes over later?"

"You should always be a very open-minded person in his heart." Jiang Mochuan said as he hugged Chen Xi.

"Then why don't you get up, change your clothes, and go down in your pajamas?" Chen Xi glared at Jiang Mochuan with narrowed eyes, as he said with both anger and amusement.