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Text 539. Helping hand

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    The hand that reached out to pick up the coffee cup paused slightly in mid-air. After she picked up the cup, she discovered that the young man with the same skin color and hair color as her was smiling and encouraging with an unbiased look.  Looking at herself, she has seen such a look since she came to France, not to mention she has never encountered it, but it has only been seen on her fingers. It is just because of the extremely familiar feeling emanating from the other person that the girl can't help but  His eyes turned red.  At this time, the housekeeper also changed to a more humble tone, bowed slightly to Yang Yi and Nestor Perohion, and then tried hard to use her eyes to signal the girl not to act like she had been greatly wronged, because the surrounding people  There are many people watching here. Even if it is just a temporary waiter, it is enough to cause a lot of discussion.  "It's nothing, this shouldn't be a big problem, right?" Yang Yi said this in Chinese. After scanning the housekeeper with the corner of his eye, he turned to the girl again: "If you are still worried  If so, do you want me to help you tell the owner here?" The boy blinked, and he was extremely sure that the girl dressed as a maid in front of him came from the same country as himself, China.  Although the races of the three East Asian countries are almost indistinguishable to outsiders, especially Europeans and Americans, as long as they have a little contact with each other, they can be very keenly aware of the familiarity or differences between them. This is a brand.  The feeling in their own blood and soul.  The girl was a little surprised, not at Yang Yi's help, but at the young man's identity in this situation, even though he passed by this small group of people at the beginning.  She noticed him immediately, but before having any actual contact with him.  The girl also had doubts and guesses at the same time. She was from an island country.  Or a Korean?  Or is it a fellow countryman?  For East Asians to be able to tell each other's identity and nationality, it requires actual contact. It is impossible to tell just by looking at them.  But now she knows that the other person is from the same motherland as herself.  It’s just that on this occasion, she suddenly became the focus of everyone’s attention, which made her extremely uncomfortable, but she couldn’t let this good opportunity pass, because if she missed it, God knows she would be back in the kitchen.  What else would the harsh housekeeper do to her: "It's nothing, thank you, they won't complain to me because of such a small mistake." The two communicated in Chinese, which also made people around  After spreading their hands, people slightly lowered their attention to them.  Although the girl is refusing, words can never truly express a person's heart, especially when the person who speaks has other looks in his eyes.  Yang knew in an instant that this girl who looked like an international student was here.  There was still some kind of worry in her heart. If it hadn't been for this, she wouldn't have repeatedly begged and signaled to herself with such expectant eyes.  So the young man nodded and turned to the housekeeper next to him: "I'm sorry. This is my fellow countryman. Can you think of me, an insignificant attendee, and don't care about her mistakes? I think tolerance is needed no matter when and where.  It's all a virtue. Well, as for the trouble it brings to the salon" "No. It's not this lady's fault." Yang Yi said the following sentence in English, so Nestor Perohion could naturally understand it.  What he meant was that he immediately waved his hand and stood up: "The fault of the matter is all my fault. I apologize again. If I hadn't gone back to get the coffee so rashly, I wouldn't have caused this young lady to be in this kind of trouble."  In this case, what else could the housekeeper say? Naturally, she apologized profusely: "Yes, I understand what you two mean, so I promise you that she will not be blamed in any way." She was frustrated and annoyed.  Ah, this woman whom I have always disliked seems to be a fellow countryman of this invited writer?  Then there is really no punishment for her. Even when writing reviews for these waiters, there is no way to add some less positive reviews. If she really punishes the workers who dispatched her just for this reason,  The company said something, if she found this young man to continue to say something after the salon, it would not be good.  So now, she can only state on the spot that there is nothing wrong with girls and they will not be treated unfairly.  "Thank you for your tolerance, and thank you two gentlemen for your outspokenness!" The waitress bowed her knees slightly, made a Western courtesy to Yang Yi and Nestor Perohon, and then left quickly with a coffee cup.  If she still stays here in a daze, then the housekeeper will not be easy to talk to. This is simply foreseeable.  Although she was quite curious about Yang Yi's identity, if it were in China, or any place where she could be free, the girl would definitely ask out of curiosity.  It’s just that this little guy seems to be much smaller than me. Why can he communicate with those upper-class people on an equal footing?  Could it beWhat kind of remarkable figure is he in the country?  Girls who rarely pay attention to literature, especially foreign literature, will inevitably be confused when they leave in a hurry.  It was just a small episode. From beginning to end, Yang Yi did not ask the girl's name. He only knew that judging from her appearance, the girl could definitely be his sister. As for why she came to the castle to work as a waiter, in  Where Hua Xia's hometown is and why it triggered the housekeeper's attack, there is no need to understand these in depth.  After the girl left, the salon quickly returned to its original scene, with conversations, arguments, excuses, eloquent speeches and the same joy as before. In short, this is a traditional European literary salon.   As the exchanges deepened and the writers became familiar with each other, Yang Yi soon gathered no less than ten people who were slightly famous in the European literary circle. The popularity of any one of them was enough to make a name for himself in this small group.  There was a wave of surprise in the circle with raised eyebrows.  However, after feeling that the number of people began to increase, Yang Yi consciously reduced his speech and listened more. After all, he was not a person like Nestor Perro or Juyong Foucault.  The circle rarely welcomes a newcomer who is too high-profile.  Just as he was gradually integrating into the atmosphere, a middle-aged man on the other side just joined the conversation.  Suddenly she walked up to him and smiled at him: "Hello. Do you still remember me, dear Yang?" Of course you do.  My memory isn't as bad as the old man's, right?  The young man couldn't help but curse. The person coming here now is a director in charge of overseas copyright issues in Gallimard Publishing Group. He is the agent for the distribution rights of the book "Earth" in Latin-speaking countries.  After going through a arduous negotiation, Mr. finally got it.  But now that I'm looking for it, is there any problem?  So the young man smiled appropriately: "Of course I remember, dear Mr. Roger Wayon. The last word of the Chinese transliteration of your name is exactly the same as my last name, so to be honest, it's really hard to forget you.  It's a very difficult thing. Of course, I only mean it personally." "Hahaha, you are such a cute little genius, so I won't hide anything from my little nephew."  Successful young people have more attributes of capitalists than literary lovers, just because the Esalina Castle Salon is a literary gathering for the entire Europe and even the world.  Therefore, in this situation, the overseas copyright manager of one of the largest publishers in the host country is far more important than the domestic copyright manager, because they may be able to contact more business and authors for the publisher.  Because of this, Yang Yi also knew that it was not strange to see him in the salon.  Even Edward was by his side the whole time, wasn't he?  It’s just Mr. Wayang.  They were too familiar, Yang Yi just mentioned a coincidental similarity in their names.  He took advantage of the situation and established a relationship, and even called the young boy his nephew without politeness.  This kind of communication ability really left Yang Yi speechless.  "Okay, then I'm all ears." Yang nodded, very good-tempered and helpless.  Roger Wayan laughed proudly because of Yang Yi's appearance, and then confessed to the boy: "Tomorrow, our Gallimard Publishing House will hold a signing ceremony for writers under the Eiffel Tower.  At the on-site book signing, as the overseas copyright director, I have received the opinion from the board of directors that I solemnly invite you to participate in this book. This is your "Stone". There are already many French readers who think this is a book.  A book that can be compared with "Beside the Girls" and "Dark Night", especially the sentimental ladies, they really like your book, so you must attend the book signing event tomorrow."  "Ah? Isn't this a little too sudden? You know, I came here with the intention of coming to the Aisalina Castle Salon for a long experience and then going home obediently. Now you suddenly  Tell me, Yang, we need you to attend a book signing! Well, to be honest, I really have no psychological preparation. Are you, the board of directors, worried about messing up the event after I go on stage?  With his status as a person, Yang Yi no longer needs to be as polite as before, and he has to think deeply about his wording before every word he speaks.  Roger Wayang waved his hands repeatedly, and then gestured around: "Look, what kind of person are you talking to now? Famous writers, literary critics who are widely circulated in the European literary world, and those who are  Professors who are committed to humanities research, doesn’t this represent your current identity? Don’t belittle yourself, my friend, if you only talk about your achievements in writing, you have surpassed at least one-third of the people here, and the rest  The one in front of you is just because of himWe are Europeans and are more familiar with this place. If not, you are on an equal footing with them.  So please think about it carefully again, oh, hell, I shouldn’t let you think about it at all. In short, for the promotion of "Solid Rock" and for the sake of our publisher, you must participate. If you continue to disagree,  Then I will stay by your side and keep talking about this until you agree.  "Please maintain the demeanor that a senior manager of a big publishing house should have, instead of talking like a scoundrel and saying troublesome words here!" Yang Yi thought so in his heart, but he couldn't say it out, so he just  He could shake his head repeatedly. But it was impossible to defeat a determined and shameless middle-aged capitalist by shaking his head, so in the end, the young man could only nod and agree to the book signing event tomorrow (to be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature for more novels.  Good update faster!
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