novelraw Chapter 653 - 655 Almost Exposed
Chapter 653 - 655 Almost Exposed
Gong Tao was about to go insane. When Gong Ruini and the others came looking for him, they heard Gong Tao continuously explaining that he didn’t understand foreign languages.
What’s going on here? Gong Ruini was puzzled, looking at Zhao Xuran.
Previously, it was this guy who came to her saying that Gong Tao was in trouble and needed her to rescue him.
Gong Ruini thought it was strange at the time. Considering Gong Tao’s combat abilities, especially being at home, what trouble could he possibly encounter? Now she understood.
"Dad, since when do you speak foreign languages?" Although she didn’t know what was going on, seeing her dad pitifully explaining over and over that he didn’t know foreign languages made Gong Ruini feel a bit sympathetic.
"Ni Zi, explain it to your dad." Gong Tao was really about to lose it, "Who is that kid who set me up, huh."
These days, why can’t people filter out information? How can they just spread something after hearing it once without knowing it can really cause trouble?
Huh, better not let him find out who set him up, otherwise, once he catches that person, he definitely won’t give them a friendly face.
"Ah, Uncle, you really can’t?" Gong Jiaming was actually a bit shaken before, and now seeing even Gong Ruini saying so, he felt a little unsure. Could it be that Uncle really doesn’t speak foreign languages?
"I just don’t!" Gong Tao really didn’t want to explain anymore. This was a bunch of idiots. He was really worried if Gong Jiaming continued to be so dumb, whether he could even get into Jing University would be a problem.
Gong Tao figured it out; the rumor about him knowing foreign languages started with that foolish kid Gong Jiaming spreading it without thinking. Seriously, not a single bit of brain used; if this kid is so dumb.
As his uncle, Gong Tao felt he must give him some guidance. He couldn’t let this kid remain this dumb, or how would he even consider getting into Jing University in the future?
"By the way, who did you hear saying I know foreign languages?" Gong Tao asked carefully so as not to scare Gong Jiaming.
Gong Ruini quickly looked at Gong Jiaming.
Zhao Xuran looked at Gong Jiaming thoughtfully, thinking he might have guessed right.
Who said that? Without a second thought, Gong Jiaming cheerfully sold someone out, "I heard it from Brother Ruiwen."
Ah, my brother said it? Gong Ruini was dumbfounded. When did her brother ever say that? If it was Zhao Guangran, it might make sense; that kid talks so unreliably.
But if it’s from Gong Ruiwen, that’s impossible. "How could it be my brother?"
Gong Tao wholeheartedly agreed, trusting his child, unlike Zhao Guangran, who can’t keep his mouth shut and really talks without boundaries.
"Why not?" In response to Gong Ruini’s disbelief, Gong Jiaming was anxious, "Weren’t you there that day too?"
Ah, she was present? Does she have early-onset dementia? Even adding her age before traveling back in time, she’s not nearly old enough to worry about dementia yet.
"Why don’t you recount it?" Gong Ruini could only have Gong Jiaming reenact the scene.
Gong Jiaming wasn’t convinced, so he briskly recounted the scene and dialogue.
Alright, as Gong Jiaming recounted it, everyone understood.
Gong Jiaxin really couldn’t look directly at her own little brother, truly a case of "no dumbest, only dumber." This perfectly described her brother.
Gong Zhuang took a deep breath, feeling sorry for his own son—why does he have such a dumb and silly son? "Son, did anyone really say your second uncle knows foreign languages?"
Thankfully, thankfully, thankfully his second brother wasn’t that skilled. Otherwise, he would really be crying. Why did his second brother have to be so impressive, denying them any chance to shine?
"If he doesn’t speak a foreign language, how is he going to communicate with foreigners to rent out the house?" Gong Jiaming still felt there was no issue. Isn’t renting a house about communication?
If there’s no communication, how else would you rent out the house?
The logic was correct, but he didn’t know there was such a profession, "Brother Xiao Ming, you don’t know there are translators in this world?"
"Translators can communicate with the other party." As Gong Ruini spoke, she realized that being a translator was quite an esteemed job back in the day, and even two or three decades later, it would still be quite an impressive profession.
As for now, it was considered highly prestigious; even in small cities, let alone several major cities nationwide, Gong Ruini didn’t know how many people were fluent enough to converse in any foreign language with a foreigner fluently.
There was no way around it, because back in those few decades, the gap in talent was vast. At this moment, Gong Ruini was also anxious. She didn’t want them to have renovated the house and invested a lot of money, only to find out there was nobody who could communicate with foreigners— that would be a massive tragedy.
Gong Ruini knew a little foreign language, stammering while communicating with foreigners wasn’t impossible, but how could a rural girl from a Northeastern rural area speak foreign language?
Maybe in the eyes of outsiders, since Gong Ruini had a smart, studious father and uncle, knowing a bit of foreign language was quite normal. But these couldn’t fool Gong Ruiwen, who grew up with her, and even the Zhao Brothers.
Occasionally spouting knowledge, Gong Ruini could attribute it to the books she read before. There were indeed many books at home, and Gong Ruini did read quite a lot. Zhao Xuran, though curious, still wouldn’t think that Gong Ruini had replaced her interiors with a new core.
But when it came to foreign languages, it would definitely cause a big problem. But what would they do without a translator? Were they supposed to stroll over to a foreign language school?
The batch of people coming out should see quite a few entering the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, right? Stars in her eyes, Gong Ruini dreamed of diplomats; what a high and mighty position.
Translator? What’s that? Gong Jiaming hoped Gong Ruini would continue explaining, but realized she wandered off again into daydreaming. Though it made him a bit upset, there was nothing he could do.
Gong Jiaming truly didn’t understand why Gong Ruini wandered off so often, but Gong Ruiwen still said it was normal.
Gong Jiaming couldn’t understand, but he wasn’t foolish enough to interrupt Gong Ruini’s thoughts. That would make a big issue, not with Second Uncle present in the room.
Offending Second Uncle was manageable, with possible chances of redemption. But if he offended Ni Zi, his second uncle wouldn’t spare him.
Not to mention Zhao Xuran was waiting on the side, oh well, all that’s left to do is wait.
"Dad, how are we going to communicate with foreigners to rent out the house?" Gong Ruini suddenly spoke up.
Communicate with foreigners? That never occurred to Gong Tao, "No rush, once your dad earns money and renovates the house, we’ll discuss it then."
Sigh, this was the most critical issue, "Besides money, there’s also the matter of the master craftsmen."
Gong Tao didn’t want to buy a courtyard house, something very representative of Beijing’s culture, only to have its former glory be lost in his hands.
But restoring its former glory would require a lot of money, a major conflict that troubled Gong Tao immensely.