He took the lead in clapping.
The business plan made by Monique did not seem to be written by a green hand at all.
Everything was taken into consideration.
And the idea was particularly novel.
The manager of TP stood up and walked toward Monique.
When she stood up, Monique had a good impression of this petite woman.
She didn't use makeup powder, and she was beautiful and elegant.
She had exquisite facial features and her smart eyes seemed to be able to speak.
She was beautiful, clean and pure.
Especially when she stood on the stage and explained, she was in high spirits.
She looked like a beautiful elf.
She attracted everyone's attention.
Zhu Li liked this little girl too much.
She walked to Monique's side, opened her hands, and motioned for her to hug her.
The director was full of praise. "You're really amazing!"
Monique didn't expect that the president could speak in the local language. She politely thanked her and then politely hugged her.
Henry frowned and his cold eyebrows swept in the direction of the car. There was a faint chill on his body.
"It's just flattering. Don't hug her!"
She didn't know why, but she suddenly felt a little cold on her back.
She was so excited that she didn't take the initiative to look at the cold eyes of another man behind her.
But Song Xu, who was sitting next to Henry, felt it.
He secretly hissed in his heart, "Why, Chairman Moore, you're even jealous because of a woman?"
However, Monique was clever enough to feel it.
She gave her a polite hug and immediately loosened her grip.
Henry's cold gaze eased a little.
His woman would become more and more brilliant in the future.
Even women would compete with him for women.
"What should I do?"
"I'm so sad."
There was some maliciousness in her eyes as she looked at Monique.
After all, there were so many people at the meeting, so she couldn't be too obvious.
Monique didn't expect that the president would communicate with her in Chinese.
She couldn't care less about what she should say and asked, "Can you speak Chinese?"
She raised her eyebrows confidently. "Uh-huh!"
Monique: "..."
Why didn't anyone tell her that she could speak Chinese?
She thought that she could not speak Chinese, so she could only give a French speech.
Only God knew how nervous she was just now.
She was afraid that she might have said something wrong or not.
In the past few days, when she was learning how to translate French, she would play it and listen to its pronunciation.
Although she didn't know French, there were many similarities between French and English.
When she was in high school, her English was very good.
Therefore, at the same time as she translated the document, she found all the memories of the past.
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