President Hunting Love is too fierce

Seeing Ye Chuqing being stared at like this, her heart turned cold, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, this time, she messed up the task, so she probably will have something good to eat when she goes back.

She was very anxious, how did she know how this old man got in, but his name was not on the list.

With her powerful memory, she really didn't find any information about him.

"I think he looks familiar." Purgatory said in confusion, I don't know where I've seen it before.

Hearing what he said, Ye Chuqing couldn't help looking at the old man. [

Then she suddenly widened her eyes, finally remembered, and clapped her hands.

"He is the father of Benede, a Spanish porcelain merchant. Benede was invited on the roster, but for some reason, his father came. According to the information, Benede's father is indeed in a wheelchair because of a foot injury, and his age is also suitable. "

Mo Fengya's gloomy face finally cleared up after the rain, and he led everyone over there.

Ye Chuqing breathed a sigh of relief, luckily she didn't mess up, otherwise she would be dead.

And Grace glanced at her coldly before turning her gaze away.

"Mr. Bened, you are welcome." Mo Fengya said politely.

Grace immediately repeated it respectfully in Spanish.

But the old man in the wheelchair looked at them blankly, and then spit out a series of words that everyone could not understand.

Everyone was taken aback, and Grace's expression changed, and she stood there awkwardly, at a loss.

Feiying suddenly thought of something, and said, "Although Benede is Spanish, his father seems to be from the Middle East. He has been living in Arab countries, so he probably doesn't understand Spanish."

Grace immediately asked several times in French and English, but to no avail.

Mo Fengya's face suddenly turned ugly. He has always been a person who pursues perfection, and he carefully planned this banquet to have a perfect ending.

But this little episode ruined his plan.

His emerald green eyes suddenly turned cold, and he turned his head to look at the restless Grace coldly.

"Grace, you don't understand Arabic?"

Grace's face turned pale, and she said anxiously: "Because our company has never done business with the Middle East, so I..."

Mo Fengya said coldly: "I don't want to listen to excuses, there should be someone in the International Department who can understand Arabic, you should find them immediately."

"The colleague who understands Arabic didn't come to the banquet. It may take an hour to find him." Seeing him angry, Grace's face turned ashen and her body trembled.