Song Tingyu struggled internally for a while, but finally said, "Well, Mu Wanwan, our factory wants to introduce a few more machines in a while, but there are several factories competing with me this time. I need a professional English translator. Can you go with me then?

You don't have to worry about the salary! As long as you agree, I can ask for any amount of money. The equipment we are bringing in is really important to me, so please help me.

I know I said a lot of unpleasant things before, it's my fault, I will never do that again!"

Song Tingyu was really a little embarrassed. He had called her a little country girl before. How could he have thought that Mu Wanwan's English was so good? Not many so-called city people could compare to her.

After saying that, he looked at Wen Lin for help, as if hoping Wen Lin could say a few words for him.

It’s a pity that Wen Lin didn’t care at all. Song Tingyu’s stinky mouth has long needed to be punished.

"Sure, but I want a salary of 500 yuan."

Mu Wanwan agreed readily. If you have the money and don't want to make it, you're a bastard!

Five hundred dollars?

Song Tingyu felt a little painful, but he felt more at ease with Mu Wanwan around. After all, it was Mu Wanwan who reminded him not to fall into the trap set by the foreigners last time.

"Okay, I'll pick you up then."

"You don't need to come and pick her up. She will be joining the army with me soon. I will take her over when the time comes."

"With the army?"

Song Tingyu was shocked again.

"Well, I'll take her away tomorrow."

Wen Lin was packing his things. This time Mu Wanwan looked at him and asked, "Leaving tomorrow?"

"Yes, this is an order from above. We will officially start training the day after tomorrow. I need to settle you down first."