Lucas Gao was talking in the front, and applause broke out from time to time. Jian Lifu, who was sitting in the audience, nodded frequently. His eyes were shining, and he looked as if he was admiring some unpolished jade.
Mrs. Jian was delighted.
She pursed her lips and whispered, "Honey, you didn't bring an interpreter either. Did you start learning Chinese behind my back?"
"I can't do that at my age."
Jian Lifu lowered his voice and said, "I don't need to understand. Just by looking at Mr. Gao's demeanor, his aura, and the audience, I know his speech must be excellent."
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