Bai Zhi said, "Comrade Han is too modest. Comrade Han's translation skills are the best I've ever seen. He even knows many technical terms related to machinery."
Wang Jiangong also said at this time: "Yes, Han Meizi is the most capable female comrade in our village. People from ten miles around want to marry her home."
Han Wanying felt even more embarrassed when she heard them praising her.
Seeing that it was finally his turn to get his meal, he quickly changed the subject and said, "Okay, it's our turn now, hurry up and get the food, don't keep them waiting too long."
This ended the conversation between the two.
This matter was not over yet. Wang Jiangong talked about it with Song Qinqin when he returned home.
"Wife, you still don't know how awesome Han Meizi was today. She was chatting so happily with those foreigners. My legs were shaking just looking at the faces of those people around. You don't know how good her English is. When I said hello to her today, my friends saw me and they all came to ask me about Han Meizi."
Song Qinqin was lying in bed listening to her husband's words. She knew her husband well. He was not one who liked to exaggerate. When she heard Wang Jiangong's evaluation, she couldn't help but feel surprised.
Song Qinqin said, "This Han girl is really capable. Not only is she good at farm work, she can also speak English."
Wang Jiangong couldn't help but say, "Yeah, you see, we're from the same village, so why am I so far behind them?"
Song Qinqin didn't know what she was thinking about. She leaned on Wang Jiangong and said, "How about I introduce Han Meizi to my cousin? My cousin is quite handsome and still works in a brick factory."
Wang Jiangong looked at his wife and said quickly, "Stop it, forget about your cousin. Han Meizi is so pretty, you didn't see it. Today, our factory director's assistant looked at Han Meizi differently. And that foreigner, he was dressed very nicely and wore a gold watch. I think he also has feelings for Han Meizi."
Song Qinqin knew the assistant director of their factory. She heard that his family was also extraordinary. Judging from the director's appearance, he wanted to train him. It was said that many people were pursuing this assistant director, but he had never been interested in anyone.
After such a comparison, Song Qinqin's enthusiasm subsided. How could her ordinary cousin compare to him?
Wang Jiangong looked at his wife, hugged her and said, "Well, do you think that Han Meizi is the same kind of person as us? I think that Han Meizi has a long way to go and will definitely not stay here for long."
Later, when Song Qinqin was pregnant, she returned to the village to take care of her pregnancy and mentioned this matter to Liu Guixiang again.
Liu Guixiang thought about the rumors in the village before, so she told Song Qinqin what she said so that everyone would know.
After the villagers knew about this incident, they realized that it was true and Han Wanying was really working as a translator in the county.
Some of those who were stubborn even went to the county to check it out, and when they found out that it was really the case, they felt too embarrassed to spread gossip about Han Wanying anymore.
Because of this incident, more people came to inquire about Han Wanying's marriage, wanting to marry this cash cow back to their own family.
Back to Han Wanying, after lunch, the machinery factory specially arranged a place for them to rest.
After walking for a whole morning, the group was tired and went to rest.
Han Wanying did not go, but chose to walk around, after all, her mission was not yet completed.
Han Wanying walked out, looked around, and pretended to walk towards the workshop she had just visited.
When Han Wanying was at the door, she heard the sound of quarreling inside.
Han Wanying chose to go in and check.
As soon as I entered, I saw a middle-aged man and a young man inside.
The middle-aged man was heard scolding the young man: "What's wrong with you? Didn't I tell you not to turn on this machine? I emphasized it again and again. Why don't you understand?"
The young man lowered his head, knowing he had done something wrong. He said in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry, sir. I didn't mean to do that. I forgot I couldn't turn on that machine, so I accidentally turned on this one."
The middle-aged man said angrily, "What's the point of you apologizing to me now? You forced the engine to start, and now not only is it broken, but the machine is also broken. Can you solve this consequence with just a simple apology?"
After hearing this, the young man became even more frightened and said with a choked voice: "Master, please help me, I really can't lose this job."
The middle-aged man said helplessly: "I have no choice. Now I can only wait and see how the factory arranges it."
After listening to their conversation, Han Wanying roughly understood what had happened.
Looking at the sharp sword next to the middle-aged man, Han Wanying recognized it as an engine at a glance.
It seems that two people have already disassembled the engine.
Han Wanying looked at the middle-aged man. He was the one she had met in the morning and who accompanied the factory director in the reception. Han Wanying guessed that this man should be of high status and should be a veteran in the machinery factory.
Han Wanying walked over and asked, "Hello, can I see this engine?"
At this time, the two discovered that there was another person in the workshop.
The middle-aged man was already in a bad mood, and when he saw Han Wanying, his tone was even worse.
"What are you doing here, little girl? Go out for a walk. This place is not suitable for you."
Han Wanying knew that this was a dislike for her, but she still said in a good tone: "It looks like the master can't fix this engine anymore. Why don't you let me take a look? What if I can fix it?"
The middle-aged man sneered, "What kind of engine can you repair as a little girl? This is not a place for you to play house. Go away."
Han Wanying saw through this person's temper through these few words, so she deliberately said, "Master, are you afraid that if I fix it, you will lose face?"
When the middle-aged man heard this, he couldn't help it, so he said to Han Wanying angrily: "Well, you come and fix it. If you fix it, I will call you Master."
At this moment, the young man suddenly thought of something, so he whispered to his master, "Master, what if this comrade can't fix it? Wouldn't that make the engine even worse and there would be no chance of repairing it?"
The middle-aged man couldn't possibly fail to see what the man was thinking. He snorted coldly and said, "Put away all those little thoughts of yours. I said this engine can't be fixed, and it can't be fixed. How bad can it get? I know who is responsible for this."
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