The blind boss's nanny

"Chairman..."

The woman's voice rang out again.

Having lost his sight, Lu Tingzhao can only distinguish timbre by sound.

He finally remembered that this person was the new nanny!

"Get down."

He said coldly.

Lin Xiaoman tumbled and crawled off the bed:

"Chairman, I swear I didn't mean to! I drank too much last night and thought I was in my own bed, so I climbed up..."

Lu Tingzhao snorted coldly:

"Anything else?"

"Any... there's more?"

"You didn't turn off your audiobook last night!"

He gritted his teeth.

"I was being chased all night with terrifying sound effects! And you clung to me like an octopus—"

"I almost suffocated!"

Lin Xiaoman had absolutely no recollection of it, and explained in a pitiful tone:

"But I also had nightmares all night..."

She peeked at the bed and was shocked to find that the man had been pushed to the edge of the bed, and if he moved any further, he would fall off.

Luckily, he can't see!

Lin Xiaoman hurriedly straightened her wrinkled clothes, muttering under her breath:

That novel was indeed quite scary...

Is the novel the main focus?

Lu Tingzhao rubbed his throbbing temples.

"The main problem is that your negligence kept me up all night!"

"Um... I'll go check if your breakfast is ready..."

She tried to change the subject, but the man saw through her plan.

"Don't change the subject, let's get this straight."

Lin Xiaoman had a quick idea:

"Chairman, I dreamt that a man in black was chasing me. I ran and ran, and finally I grabbed onto a pillar..."

Lu Tingzhao raised an eyebrow:

"Pillar?"

"A pillar that's incredibly warm and can even talk!"

She was talking nonsense with a straight face.

"Now that I think about it, that pillar looks just like you, Chairman..."

"..."

Seeing the man's gloomy expression, Lin Xiaoman quickly added:

This shows that subconsciously, I consider you the most reliable person!

Just then, Aunt Mei asked into the walkie-talkie:

"Has the chairman gotten up yet? The kitchen staff are asking when breakfast should be prepared."

Lin Xiaoman felt as if she had been granted a pardon and took the opportunity to slip away to wash up.

Hearing the sound of her hurried footsteps as she fled, Lu Tingzhao instructed Aunt Mei:

"Boil a bowl of hangover soup."

Lin Xiaoman was restless all day.

Especially that bowl of hangover soup; although Aunt Mei didn't ask any questions, Lin Xiaoman was extremely nervous.

Getting drunk, climbing into someone's bed, and nearly strangling the chairman—each of these is a capital offense.

Aunt Mei left on time in the afternoon. She had just breathed a sigh of relief when she was called into the study.

"translate."

Lu Tingzhao's fingertips lightly tapped the documents on the table.

Lin Xiaoman picked up the all-English contract, and after reading only the preface, she discovered that there were many words she had never seen before.

She could barely read the English words according to the phonetic symbols, but she had difficulty repeating them in Chinese.

"Force Majeure..."

She spelled it out softly.

"This clause..."

"force majeure."

The man calmly offered his suggestion.

The subsequent business terms were even more difficult, forcing her to frequently stop and consult the dictionary.

The process did not go smoothly.

Some words needed to be checked several times, and Lu Tingzhao even had to remind them.

Whenever she stuttered because of technical terms, she could always hear Lu Tingzhao's clear explanation.

Lin Xiaoman gripped the edge of the document, her voice growing softer and softer:

"Chairman, I'm sorry..."

"Apologize for what?"

"My translation is not good..."

She stared at the pattern on the carpet.

They didn't mention before I came that I would use my English for this purpose.

Her English level of CET-4 is sufficient for daily life, but it is still far from enough for business English.

Lu Tingzhao leaned forward, his unfocused eyes accurately catching her direction:

What do you want to say?

What is this? Is it resume fabrication?

He had previously made it clear that the nanny he hired must be able to speak English; this was the most basic requirement.

Not counting other less common languages, his previous translations covered several languages.

But he couldn't possibly have someone come to his home to take care of him personally.

"You think I'm paying you a million-dollar salary for six months so you can just coast along?"

Lin Xiaoman's heart tightened.

It's true, capitalists' money is hard to earn!

I thought the blind chairman would be easy to fool, but I didn't expect him to be exposed so quickly.

But the word "give up" has never been in Lin Xiaoman's dictionary.

"Chairman, may I borrow your phone for a moment?"

"What are you doing?"

"I have a more efficient way."

She made a firm promise.

Seeing that the man did not object, she picked up the Vertu phone on the desk, but was stumped by the complicated interface.

"Chairman..."

She whispered for help.

Lu Tingzhao impatiently reached out to unlock it.

She turned on her camera, scanned the document, and tapped the translate button...

In just three seconds, the entire contract was translated into Chinese.

She was about to hand him the phone when she suddenly remembered that he couldn't see, so she quickly repeated the message in its entirety.

"Artificial intelligence is amazing now!"

Her tone was light and cheerful.

"Although my vocabulary is limited, I can definitely manage with the help of tools..."

Lu Tingzhao's slender fingers tapped lightly on the armchair:

"You certainly know how to take shortcuts."

"Then let me ask you, what if I need you to communicate verbally with foreign clients?"

"Chairman, my spoken English is absolutely perfect!"

Lin Xiaoman blurted it out.

The man tilted his head slightly:

"Yeah?"

Lin Xiaoman nodded guiltily.

Seeing that she remained silent for a long time, he impatiently reminded her:

How many times do I need to repeat this?

After thinking for a few seconds, Lin Xiaoman still hadn't realized the problem.

"Are you refusing to answer my questions so I have to guess your body language?"

Lin Xiaoman then realized that she had forgotten to respond.

Why does this man seem like a completely different person when he's at work?

He was a fairly mild-mannered and normal person last night when he was drinking and listening to audiobooks.

Thinking that there might be further trouble, she had no choice but to be honest:

"Chairman, I am not an English major and have never worked in a company before... but I have experience communicating with foreigners."

Lu Tingzhao remained silent for a moment, seemingly considering the truth of these words.

The next second, he suddenly had Lin Xiaoman make a phone call.

He nonchalantly turned on the speakerphone in front of her, and on the other end was a perfect London accent:

"Hey, Lucas! Darling, it's so good to hear your voice. I've been so worried about you lately..."

Lu Tingzhao also exchanged a few pleasantries with the man in fluent British English.

Lin Xiaoman listened from the side until she heard the man change the subject:

"A friend of mine is learning English recently, could you help her practice?"

"Of course, I'm honored!"

Lin Xiaoman was thinking,

"What friend? Which friend?"

The phone was already shoved into his hand.

She reluctantly accepted it.

Hi!

Lu Tingzhao was practically waiting to see her make a fool of herself, but to his surprise, Lin Xiaoman quickly got into character.

They talked about everything from the weather to food, and even taught each other a couple of Chinese proverbs.

From the other end of the phone, cheerful laughter could be heard intermittently.