"Tres-bien!!" The foreigner immediately smiled happily and then extended his hand to Chen Yiran, saying, "My name is Michel, a pleasure to meet you!!"
"Chen Yiran."
"Tianxin."
They both introduced themselves to him with a smile.
"I know there is a coffee shop ahead, and their coffee tastes great. Let's go there!" Michel cheerfully pointed at a coffee shop up ahead, then led the two of them over.
Chen Yiran and Tianxin looked at each other helplessly and followed along.
Inside the coffee shop, after chatting for a while with the two, Michel took out two questionnaires from his bag, explaining with a grin that he was actually doing a survey for his summer internship and hoped that they could support his work.
Tianxin took the questionnaire from Michel's hand, glanced down, and saw it was densely covered in French. To her, the words seemed like a swarm of ants, completely incomprehensible.
