Chapter 385 - : Dubai’s Princess (2/2)
Shen Qingyan simply ignored him. She turned to look at the foreign woman and smiled warmly. Speaking in English, she said, “Hello, Ma’am. I’m Shen Qingyan, the person in charge. Welcome to Huayao Corporation. Is there anything I can help you with?”
English, being the lingua franca of the business world, was naturally her first option.
The foreign woman stared at Shen Qingyan blankly, unable to understand what was said. She looked anxious and began to gesticulate with her hands as she replied, “.حيةطيبة. أودشراءالأدوية,”
“Huh?”
At no moment in her life did Shen Qingyan feel more helpless than she was right then. Having mastered three foreign languages, she had often bragged about traveling around the world, but never was she aware that such a language existed. In a sense, her third uncle was quite right, for, when she first heard it, she wondered if it was really a language.
The foreign woman continued to speak for some time, desperately using gestures to help explain herself.
Shen Qingyan’s head was in a spin. In the end, she smiled apologetically and decided to throw in the towel. “Ma’am, I’m so sorry, but I don’t understand what you mean. I’m afraid I can’t help you,” she said.
“Now, who would’ve thought, even my talented niece, Qingyan, would have helpless moments. Uncle always thought that you were so knowledgeable and all-knowing, but it seems that I’ve overrated you, how sad. So, it looks like no matter how brilliant a person might be, one can’t excel in everything, am I right?”
Shen Xingqing stood up energetically, looking smug and feeling quite pleased with himself. He proceeded to dust off his pants in a deliberate manner, and when he thought he had everyone’s attention, he looked at his niece and sneered, “Qingyan, you’re too young, and still need much guidance from people much older and more experienced than you. So, be careful, don’t turn our family business into an unachievable dream.”
Shen Qingyan had no response, and her face reddened. She was seething inside but as disdainful as Shen Xingqing was, she had to admit that he got the better of her this time around.
Suddenly, Xiao Luo spoke up. He stood casually by the far side and spoke to no one in particular. “This lady says that she’s Princess Salama from Dubai, and she wishes to order a shipment of medical supplies worth 8 million dirhams.”
“Huh?”
Then was a sudden lull in the room, and everyone there—be they Shen Xingqing, Shen Qingyan, Guan Tong, or the tall lady, turned to look at Xiao Luo all at once, with looks of disbelief.
“You can understand what she’s saying?” Shen Qingyan asked.
Xiao Luo nodded as he replied, “She’s speaking Arabic, but in her tribal dialect, so it sounds a little strange.”
“Kid, where are you from? Please don’t talk nonsense around here, or else I’ll kick you out!”
Shen Xingqing scowled, questioning the veracity of Xiao Luo’s translation. “What dirhams? I haven’t heard of it before. And a princess? Judging by the cheap street clothes she’s wearing, it’s not even worth a little bit over a hundred dollars, could she possibly be Dubai’s princess? If you are making things up, please come up with something better!”
“Just because you have not heard of it, does not mean it doesn’t exist. Dirham is the currency of the UAE. Please don’t show everyone your ignorance,” Xiao Luo responded.
Only moments ago, Shen Xingqing was feeling pleased with himself for putting Shen Qingyan in her place. He had long felt outdone by Shen Qingyan and had an ax to grind. But, much to his chagrin, Xiao Luo had come out from nowhere and stolen his moment, even daring to insult his intelligence. He pointed furiously at Xiao Luo and screamed, “Do you know who I am? Get the hell of out here! You don’t seem too keen to continue working in Huayao!”
He naturally assumed that anyone in Shen Qingyan’s office was an employee of the corporation.
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