In the evening, Chen Yiyang met Natasha.
"Do you have more translation work for me? I'm open to negotiating the price." Natasha arrived quite enthusiastically.
As soon as Shen Yifan called her, Natasha came over immediately.
"There's a rather complicated task," Chen Yiyang asked Natasha, "Do you have the contact information of that young Russian we met last time?"
"Oh, so it's not me you're looking for." Natasha visibly showed her disappointment. "After the last event, he did contact me and sent many messages, but I didn't really engage with him."
"Invite him over too," Chen Yiyang instructed Natasha while curiously asking her, "You two are practically from the same country, why do you seem reluctant to interact with him?"
"I'd love to have fellow countrymen here too, but he's too poor," Natasha was straightforward as she said, "With money, he's a countryman, but without it, he's a stranger."
Alright.
