Chapter 127: Let me give you a hand squeeze~

Wen Zhile was silent for a moment.

Brother Fang is really honest.

Others would say high-sounding words in front of outsiders, such as wanting to teach computer knowledge to more people in need to benefit society, but he was different. He directly said that he did it to make money.

He has a lot of ideas.

"This is a good idea. Nowadays, many white-collar workers need to learn computer skills, such as financial officers in banks, tax offices, and customs offices, and many parents who have long-term plans for their children."

After Wen Zhile finished speaking, Shu Ying raised her eyebrows slightly: "You know a lot."

The little girl squinted her eyes and said, "I read a lot of news with my dad."

After China officially connected to the Internet in 1994, my father mentioned that the Internet, like real estate, is an economic hotspot now and in the next few years.

The year she was murdered, online forums were extremely popular. Forums were different from the school network, as posts from netizens all over the country could be seen on them. They were very fresh, so office colleagues would click in to browse the posts when they had nothing to do. Wen Zhile herself was no exception and would read Jin'er in her spare time.

She felt that her father was right, there was a lot of money to be made in this business, but not now.

If I remember correctly, the domestic Internet has just started to be officially built this year, and it will take several years to complete. At present, there is no Internet bridge that can connect to all parts of the country, and it is impossible to develop online business. How much money can you make just by running a class?

I guess I can only earn enough to pay for my tuition, right? Tuition isn't that much.

Nowadays, not many families can spare some spare money to buy a computer, so you can imagine the number of students.

Wen Zhile sat down in the classroom and began to think about whether Fang Xue’s entrepreneurial direction was worth investing in. After much deliberation, he decided to give up.

However, Fang Xue is an outstanding student in the computer science department. After the Internet develops in China, he may be able to come up with better business ideas. Once an idea that is in the right place develops, the benefits gained will be immeasurable.

Although the benefits may take a long time to come, even longer than the year she was murdered, Wen Zhile believes that she can avoid being murdered in this life and survive 1996 smoothly.

By then she would have already found out the real murderer and no longer need to buy clues from Xiaojiu, nor would she have to worry about making money.

But who would complain about having too much money?

The ready-made opportunity was right in front of her, she could touch it with just a stretch of her hand, so of course she had to grab it.

In the computer industry, Fang Xue is the only person Wen Zhile knows who combines entrepreneurial sensitivity and rich knowledge reserves.

He is Sister Xiuxiu's biological brother, and his character can be trusted for the time being.

So you can’t invest money right now, but you can borrow a house.

Fang Xuelu mentioned on his way that he was recently looking for a house suitable for use as a training class classroom, and she happened to have an empty courtyard house.

After Wen Zhile thought about it, he took out a file bag from his bag, quietly took out the documents inside and put them on the desk.

This is foreign language information needed by a large pharmaceutical company in Jingzhou City. What she has to do is translate it into Chinese within three days. There are twelve pages in total, and each page has about a thousand words. Each page costs five yuan, and she can earn sixty yuan for this stack.

She was able to get this extra income as a freshman thanks to her mother's face.

What my mother meant was that her current spoken English level was already very good and she could start focusing on improving her written translation skills.

Shu Ying thought it would be a bit difficult for her daughter to translate this stack of documents, so she was ready to wait for her to ask, but she never expected that what she got was the translated Chinese version.

Twelve sheets of white paper were filled with neat and beautiful small characters, which were pleasing to the eyes.

Shu Ying did a physical examination and turned to look at her daughter: "You..."

Wen Zhile curled her lips and said, "I have been studying the dictionary these past two days except for eating, drinking, defecating and attending classes. I have finally finished translating it."

"But I still need to trouble Mom to check it for me. I'll buy you all the money I earn..." The little girl looked at her mother, who seemed to have everything she needed, "buy you chocolate."

My mother loves chocolate the most.

Shu Ying laughed and continued, "Zhizhi, you are so smart."

"You go back to your room and sleep. I'll finish the examination before going to sleep."

She picked up a pencil and looked back over it.

Wen Zhile stepped forward and massaged her shoulders: "Mom, there are some industry terms in this pile of information. I looked it up in the dictionary but couldn't find how to translate it, so I left it blank. If you have the right words, just fill them in."

In fact, she was a long-term translator for this company in her previous life and had put a lot of effort into the industry's terminology. In this life, she can translate with ease, but it is still better to pretend.

"Okay, I'll help you fill it out. Remember these words tomorrow so you can use them next time."

"Okay, I'm going back to my room. Mom, go to bed early."

It was nine o'clock in the evening. Wen Zhile passed by the bookshelf and took a book. He read for a while before turning off the lights and going to sleep.

The full moon outside the window turned from bright to dark, and a scarlet sun slowly rose from the sky.

Wen Zhile opened the curtains and stretched out in the sunlight.

She had no classes in the morning, so she took a rare nap.

Zhou Jihuai must have been training on this for a long time.

Wen Zhile was a little distracted. With so many provinces and cities, where would he go?

"Is Zhizhi awake? Breakfast is ready."

"Hey, here I come!"

Breakfast was fried rice and pickled vegetables. Sister Zhu wrote down the lunch orders of the three members of the Wen family and went home with a cloth bag.

After dinner, Shu Ying took out the file bag and handed Wen Zhile a medium-thick notebook with a light blue cover: "I'll write down the industry terms in the document and the small problems you encountered in your translation in this notebook."

Wen Zhile was surprised, took it with both hands, and bowed: "Professor Shu, I can never repay you for your kindness. You must have worked hard to write. Let me give you a hand massage~"

Shu Ying smiled: "Our Zhizhi has been fooled by Cheng'an."

Wen Shuren laughed out loud: "That's right."

"Old Wen, don't drive today. I don't have classes this morning, so I'll take Zhizhi to the company to deliver documents and meet the person in charge of the translation project." Shu Ying moved her daughter's hand away and said with a smile, "When I discussed with the person in charge about handing the project over to you, she was still worried. Now she should feel relieved after reading the documents."

"Drive slowly." Wen Shuren picked up his briefcase, "I'm going to school."

The pharmaceutical company is located in Jingzhou Building in the city center.

Jingzhou Building was built just two years ago. It has a total of 30 floors and is exclusively rented to corporate offices.

Shu Ying drove for twenty minutes, parked the car, and took Wen Zhile into the building.

The two took the elevator to the eighth floor, where Wang Manrong, the person in charge of the translation project, was already waiting by the elevator.

She was about forty years old, with fair skin and subtle wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.

With her hair cut short to her neck and wearing an apricot-colored suit, her look and demeanor are like those of the professional women in popular Hong Kong dramas.

When she saw Shu Ying, she spoke enthusiastically: "Professor Shu, there are a lot of industry terms in this document. I didn't expect you to finish it in two days."

"Is this your daughter Zhile? She is so pretty, fair and tender. Just like your mother, she looks gentle at first glance."

Wen Zhile smiled and said, "Thank you, Auntie. You are very beautiful too."

Wang Manrong couldn't help but look at her several times: "I'm really envious of Professor Mu Shu for having such an outstanding daughter."

"Come on, sit in my office for a while."

Shu Ying's eyebrows revealed pride: "This time, Zhile completed the data independently. I only added industry terms for her. Don't forget what we agreed on."

"Haha, no problem, I remember it." Wang Manrong looked at Wen Zhile, "Your mother was afraid that I would forget it."

They have worked together many times and are familiar with each other.

After saying that, he opened the file bag, took out a few sheets of Chinese documents and started reading them. He had already finished reading them when he walked into the office.