On the train, Hu Shuo tidied his clothes in front of the mirror, maintaining his poise despite wearing layers upon layers.
"Secretary-General, this is the application for allocating cold-weather supplies and manufacturing a batch of small translators..."
Xiaozhao hurriedly walked in, stunned to see the very serious Hu Shuo, "What are you up to?"
Hu Shuo smiled, "Just doing my job."
"Please handle the matters on the train for me, if you can't, just leave them on my desk, I'll be back soon."
Hu Shuo patted Xiaozhao on the shoulder and headed towards the isolated carriage.
Su Huan and He Jie were already waiting inside, the latter let out a strange sound upon seeing him.
"Those in the know would think you're going to translate, those who don't might think you're off to a blind date!"
Hu Shuo ignored him and walked up to Su Huan, "Conductor."
Su Huan crossed his arms, leaning against the wall, smiled faintly, "How much Russian do you remember?"
