Chapter 10: Flat Fall
Slow work produces fine results.
0.5x speed works just fine, Song Ruochen understood.
But this sentence is a bit long, and when he heard the second half, he forgot the first half.
So he simplified the text and translated the second half for Jian Yuheng according to the Song translation principle of not being unreliable, unpolished and unexpressive.
"He talked nonsense about the weather three times, praised his company five times, and then showed his true colors... saying that if there was a chance, he would like to cooperate with your company once," he said.
Jian Yuheng: “…”
This translation is somewhat tinged with personal grudges.
Affected by inertia, Jian Yuheng slowed down his speech and began to respond at 0.5 times the speed: "Thank you - recognition - Xiaoshi Group - next quarter - stock price..."
"Second Young Master." Song Ruochen looked at Jian Yuheng and showed his fist. "Nod or shake your head."
Be more conscious and don't say things that go beyond the scope of your vocabulary.
It's too complicated, and it may not be what people say when you translate it.
"..." Jian Yuheng was silent for two seconds, took a deep breath, opened his mouth and uttered a string of fluent English.
The bearded foreigner sitting opposite them brightened up and started chatting with Jian Yuheng.
"Tong, I'm awesome." Song Ruochen said, "I've made my boss bilingual."
【Song Ruochen, a quick learning machine for bosses. 】
Jian Yuheng turned on the AC automatic blocking mode. Song Ruochen was happy to have some free time and sat quietly beside Jian Yuheng to practice his listening skills.
This foreign boss wanted to cooperate with Xiaoshi Group but was reluctant to invest. Jian Yuheng negotiated with him for a long time and drew up an initial plan.
"Secretary Song." Jian Yuheng subconsciously asked someone to sort out the meeting minutes, "Do it..."
Assistant Gong immediately handed the folder over: "Hey, Second Master, everything is sorted out, please take a look."
Jian Yuheng: “…”
"Where is Song Ruochen?" he asked coldly.
"He said he had a sudden hand injury and couldn't translate," Assistant Gong repeated, "so he asked me to come over as a replacement."
"Second Young Master, please look at the minutes of the meeting." Assistant Gong held up the document. "I used nearly 3,000 words to describe your movements and expressions during the negotiation. It is definitely more realistic than Secretary Song's record."
Jian Yuheng: “…”
"Don't ask Secretary Song for help next time." Gong Huo said, "This kind of cold and stubborn secretary has a very strong temper. It's hard to get him to do things for you honestly."
Jian Yuheng did not comment, just nodded lightly.
After waiting for a long time, he finally got that strange situation, and this time there was something more special.
During that time, Jian Yuheng stared at Song Ruochen slowly but seriously, but the other party was translating seriously just like before the flashback, and did not reveal any clues.
The perfect (doubtful) secretary has no idea where she has gone. What happens next still needs to be observed by him.
As evening approached, Jian Yuheng packed up his documents and prepared to leave the company.
"Yuheng." Jian Feng called him, "In the meeting this morning, the foreign guests raised a lot of interesting ideas. Should we hold another meeting in the company to discuss them?"
Jian Yuheng nodded to show his agreement.
He picked up the unfinished bottle of mineral water on the table and walked into the conference room next door.
"Assistant Gong." Jian Yuheng said.
Assistant Gong handed over the meeting minutes.
Jian Yuheng turned to the first page——
There were a few red mushrooms and a few little people lying on the white paper.
"Did you give your imagination wings when you were in a meeting?" Jian Yuheng asked, "and did it fly to the distant mountains?"
"It's not me." Assistant Gong wiped his sweat, "Second Master, my paintings are not that good-looking."
Jian Yuheng did not pursue the matter. He tapped the figurine with his fingertips and turned to the second page. The meeting minutes made by Assistant Gong were neat and tidy.
"We at Xiaoshi do spend a lot of resources in the media sector," Jian Feng said, "but as Jian Yuheng pointed out, many of our business models are rather old-fashioned."
Jian Feng: "Several foreign guests who attended the meeting today also raised similar concerns. Let's see if Xiao Shi's current projects need to add some new content."
"Times are changing," said Jian Yuheng. "Mobile phones are no longer a luxury item. Everyone can access the Internet. These new users are also resources. Platforms can provide them with content they like to watch."
"I disagree!" said the company elder. "Xiao Shi's works never cater to anyone!"
"What are you excited about?" Jian Yuheng's newcomer said, "I think the current works are catering to you!"
"How dare you talk so big!" The second elder blew his beard and glared.
The two sides couldn't reach a consensus and ended up having a fierce business negotiation, where they started comparing the sound angles instead of their opinions.
Jian Yuheng himself was not an easy person to get along with. He became impatient after listening to this meeting. He kept repeating the curse words in his mind and was ready to vent.
ding dong.
Jian Yuheng: “.”
Here it comes again, it seems to be at 0.25 times the speed.
"I don't agree." said the elder.
"You—want—the—company—to—go bankrupt." said the third elder.
Jian Feng: "That's enough - ha, stop - arguing."
Jian Yuheng: “.——”
After a war of words, everyone looked at Jian Yuheng nervously.
The second young master's face changed. Is it time to scold them?
Several elders, who were so happy with their cursing, were trembling with fear.
Amidst all the stares, Jian Yuheng remained calm and even felt like laughing. He spoke slowly, "Well, your concerns are reasonable."
"What do you think about retaining most of the company's projects and investing 20% of the funds in new projects?" he asked.
Elder 1: “?”
The second elder: "? You kid, when did your temper become so good?"
The third elder: "After all the quarrel, you are not angry? You have a bright future, kid."
Jian Yuheng: “.”
0.25x speed, world peace.
I can't get angry at all.
Amid the admiration and disbelief of the crowd, he slowly squeezed out the mineral water on the table, raised his head and took a sip.
The faint taste of grapes spread in his mouth, as if pulling him into a vineyard under the sun.
What is this?
Jian Yuheng's gaze stayed on the bottle of mineral water in his hand for a long time.
He got the wrong one. This was the water that Secretary Song hadn't finished drinking.
-
A park near Xiaoshi Group.
Song Ruochen sat leisurely on a bench, admiring the fireworks in the sky at 0.25 times the speed.
"Tongzi, it works!" Song Ruochen said, "It's so cool to watch fireworks like this."
【A small matter】
The fireworks slowly fell in the air, the retracement ended, and the flow of time returned to normal.
Song Ruochen scanned the lit screen of his mobile phone and saw that Yan Ci had sent him a message.
[Yan Ci]：0.0*
[Song Ruochen]: This *, is it blushing?
[Yan Ci]: Secretary Song is really considerate.
[Song Ruochen]: Madam, do you have something to talk to me about?
[Yan Ci]: Xiaoshi Group’s annual meeting this year is quite different. We actually invited all the contracted anchors and creators in the media sector.
[Yan Ci]: Secretary Song, can you accompany me into the venue tomorrow?
[Yan Ci]: Because in the past two weeks we have distributed a total of 2,500 copies of the marriage certificate, 1,000 marriage certificates, now everyone knows that I am Jian Feng’s spouse.
[Yan Ci]: I was afraid that if I didn’t perform well, I would embarrass him. 0.0.
[Yan Ci]: Secretary Song is more stable than me. I feel relieved when Secretary Song accompanies me.
[Yan Ci]: There are raffles and buffets at the annual meeting. The buffet is super delicious.
[Song Ruochen]: Got it. No matter how good-looking you are, I will help you get the full set.
[Yan Ci]：0.0*
[Yan Ci]; Should we keep a low profile?
[Song Ruochen]: No, the more complicated the better, we like it.
-
Song Ruochen checked his schedule. After Jian Yuheng had changed the schedule this year, he didn't have any tasks to do. He just had to accompany Yan Ci into the venue and then sit and watch the performance.
The next evening, Xiaoshi Group’s annual meeting officially began.
He did not prepare any new clothes and continued to dress as a secretary as he accompanied Yan Ci to the scene.
Yan Ci really came here for the glamour. The usually low-key omega wore a gorgeous white dress today, with long cuffs and long pants. He looked like a pile of newly fallen snow.
"Am I overwhelmed?" Yan Ci asked nervously.
Song Ruochen pulled the plush on Yan Ci's sleeve and played with it: "It's quite stress-relieving."
He had not planned the annual meeting, so he was not very clear about the process. He only knew that the villain would give a speech, and he and Yan Ci needed to enter during this time.
If he remembered correctly, this speech in the original book seemed to be completed by Jian Feng himself, and during the time when the protagonist was delivering the speech, Yan Ci was bullied by other anchors.
The lights in the venue dimmed, and the tall alpha man walked onto the stage step by step.
"Hello everyone, I'm Jian Yuheng." The man said with ease, "I just joined the company not long ago, so you may not be familiar with me yet, but you can just use this annual meeting to get familiar with my team's working style."
Jian Yuheng: "Most of the content of the annual meeting was planned by my team, and I chose the venue..."
Jian Yuheng is arrogant, but he is always serious. Giving a speech at the annual meeting is a very important occasion, which can pave the way for him to manage the company in the future.
So Jian Yuheng sorted out a lot of content in just a few minutes, spoke humorously, and drew thunderous applause.
Real leaders enjoy speaking.
"So, after this annual meeting..." Jian Yuheng paused.
A beam of light shone down, illuminating the two omegas who were entering the venue.
The one who lagged behind was wearing a clean white shirt, with black hair hanging in front of his forehead. He had a standard smile and was as cold and neat as ever.
"Madam, please be careful where you step." Song Ruochen said.
Is it really him? Jian Yuheng wondered.
Secretary Song is so serious and so perfect——
"Oh my god..." Song Ruochen slipped and stepped on the trailing straps of Yan Ci's dress.
"Ouch." Yan Ci stumbled and fell.
"Madam, you didn't..." Song Ruochen slipped and sat on the ground, kicking Yan Ci half a meter away.
"Which grandson chose such a slippery playing field..." Song Ruochen cursed.
Jian Yuheng: “…”
Jian Yuheng: “…………”
Oh my god, it's confirmed.
It's you, Song Ruochen.
What a fucking perfect little secretary.
Jian Yuheng laughed at him mercilessly.
ding dong.
really.
Jian Yuheng: “Haha…”
Jian Yuheng: “Ha.”
The whole place was quiet, and a beam of light was placed where the two omegas were about to enter.
Secretary Song leaned over carefully and picked up the white ribbon hanging from Yan Ci's sleeves: "Madam, I have to be careful where I step."
On the stage, Jian Feng, who was about to give the next speech, asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay." Jian Yuheng said.
He needed to think about it, he had forgotten where it was.