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At first glance, Lu Miao has a slender neck and a straight waist.

His movements were graceful, just like those of the other foreign media colleagues at the table.

In addition to Deputy Director Zhao, the small team from the British Press were actually somewhat worried about Lu Miao, either openly or secretly.

But among them, Lu Miao was the happiest and most cheerful.

Everyone was speechless.

But how would they know?

This newcomer in front of me was once a pampered daughter of a noble family.

The world of fame and fortune that so many people pursue is just an amusement park at her fingertips.

How could Western dining etiquette be something so great and impossible for her?
……

No one was talking at the table, only the gentle "clink" sound of the knife and fork touching the plate.

Lu Miao cut off a small piece of steak and put it into his mouth, chewing it slowly.

It has been a long time since I last had Western food, and the atmosphere of the Foreign Affairs Mansion in front of me was completely different from the outside.

I don’t know whether it was the butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou, or Zhuang Zhou dreaming of the butterfly.

Every scene and every object made her feel a real sense of confusion for a moment.

She seemed to have returned to the days of extravagance and decadence in the past.

With a deep breath in his heart, Lu Miao closed his eyes briefly to clear his mind of the messy thoughts.

She had an outstanding appearance and excellent manners. Not only the old seniors from the British Society sitting at the long table kept glancing at her.

Several outsiders also became curious about her.

But seeing her suddenly close her eyes, frowning slightly and looking dissatisfied, the Australian foreign media asked curiously:
"Miss Translator, you seem a little unhappy. Is it because you don't like our catering style?"

——Ms. Translator, you seem unhappy. Is it because you don’t like our dining style?

Lu Miao opened his eyes in shock and stopped using the utensils in his hand to cut the food.

“Every meal placed in front of me is very distinctive.”

——Every dish placed before me is very unique.

She smiled and shook her head, explaining:
“Just considering that we are Chinese after all, the cooking methods and standards may be different from those in your own countries. If there is any inadequate hospitality due to the taste difference, I will feel ashamed for that.”

——Just considering that we are Chinese after all, our cooking methods and standards may be different from yours in your respective countries. If the difference in taste leads to poor hospitality, I will feel ashamed for it.

Lu Miao's words were humble and sincere, but what he said was true.

She has eaten a lot of authentic French food, Italian food, and delicacies from all over the world.

The meals prepared by the Foreign Affairs Mansion looked presentable, but there were some issues with the cooking temperature and the selection of ingredients.

There are very few opportunities to study abroad at that time. The country will invest in training college students, but it may not necessarily train a few cooks.

As a native Chinese, it is normal that I cannot cook authentic Western food because I have never been abroad.

But the problem does exist, so they took the initiative to talk about it in a roundabout way, which is better than letting the guests bring it up.

US foreign media said:
"Please don't think like this."

——Please don’t think so.

When the French foreign media saw their companions talking one after another, they pointed at the table and looked at the British News Agency group.

Several people from the British English Society at the table reacted and wanted to remind Lu Miao that she was the only one who could speak French, so they asked her to quickly relay the meaning of the conversation.

But before he could find a chance to speak, Lu Miao had already explained what happened in French.

The French and foreign media were stunned for a moment, put down their knives and forks, and almost shook their hands.

They probably all have a side that shows the style of each country.

Several foreign staff members all had smiling faces and explained to Lu Miao and the people from the Guoying Society that they should not worry too much.

Although dining habits are different, they were very touched that the Foreign Affairs Mansion had made such preparations.

They can understand and are willing to tolerate problems with details, which are all small matters.

Lu Miao smiled calmly and said:
“There are also many authentic delicacies in our country. If everyone has enough time during this trip， I suggest that you can experience and taste them.”——There are also many authentic delicacies in our country. If everyone has enough time during this trip, I suggest that you can experience and taste them.

"Really? If possible, we'd love to!"

——Really? If we can, we would love to!

Lu Miao did not reply directly, but turned to look at Deputy Director Zhao and others.

French, not many people may understand it.

But they can definitely understand English.

There was no need for Lu Miao to elaborate. Several old seniors exchanged glances, whispered a few words to each other briefly, and then started a warm conversation with the foreign staff while eating.

Lu Miao smiled appropriately and was quiet at the right time.

Pay attention to the changes in the expressions of French and foreign media, and occasionally make a few words of explanation.

She doesn't know whether she can do it well or not.

It was just that lunch was over, and the comrades from the mansion came in to clear the dishes, and the foreign staff had to go back to their rooms for a nap.

French and foreign media slowed down and deliberately stopped at the door for a while to wait for her.

"Avez-vous besoin d'aide?"

"None of the simplest things, Mademoiselle la traductrice, votre franais and très fluide et que c'est la prononciation plus authentique que j'ai entendue lors de ma venue ici."

The French foreign media stroked her neck with their hands from her chin, and said very pertinently that she spoke fluent French and her pronunciation was quite authentic.

This can probably be considered a compliment.

Lu Miao smiled and thanked him politely:
"Merci de votre reconnaissance. Je suis profondément honoré."

The French foreign media stroked her long golden hair which was tied into a small braid at the back of her head.

The Chinese are so humble and polite that he felt a little embarrassed.

After speaking a few more words to the beautiful oriental translator, the French foreign media waved goodbye and went upstairs.

"Um……"

Lu Miao straightened his chest and squeezed his shoulders.

Deputy Director Zhao came over, patted her on the shoulder, and praised her:

"Good job, Xiao Lu, you really have a lot of fun with your little mouth."

Deputy Director Zhao had no way of knowing how good Lu Miao's French was as there was no one else present who could speak it.

However, in terms of English level, Director Cheng and Director Che, who are in the same business field, nodded in approval. Even though Deputy Director Zhao did not understand English, he recognized Lu Miao.

He laughed softly, and led Lu Miao as he walked:

"In the past, we were afraid that foreigners would not be able to eat our food, so we always hesitated to bring it up. But just now, when I thought about it carefully, cultures intersect and return to each other. Isn't dining habits also a kind of cultural intersection?"

"Your suggestion is good! Very good!"

Lu Miao scratched his forehead, feeling a little embarrassed by the compliments:
"I just said it casually. I hope it doesn't cause any trouble."

Chinese cuisine has always been a subject with a strong local flavor.

Although people's daily lives are hard and simple, the country still has the capacity.

Moreover, cross-border communication is all about friendly exchanges.

Only by letting people see the "good" side and the rich side can we build a bridge of friendship.

Countries also consider interests.

If you take a quick look, you will see devastation everywhere. Poverty and backwardness are the only things that make people unable to see any possibility of development.

That would directly block 60 percent of diplomatic avenues.

As for the other 40 percent...

What's the saying?

A weak country has no diplomacy. (End of this chapter)