Chapter 20 He Huai
Zhou's father's voice was so loud that everyone in the car looked over.
Shen Sangyu's face darkened, and she stood up in an instant, looking at the tall middle-aged man in front of her with a sharp gaze.
"Just because I call you Uncle Zhou, do you really think of yourself as an elder? Zhuang Youliang sacrificed his body for the country, and before his death he asked Wen Qingchuan to take care of his wife and daughter. Wen Qingchuan took care of the children every month with gifts out of nostalgia, but how come you said that Zhuang Youliang died because of my husband?"
Shen Sangyu's eyes were a little cruel.
"As the saying goes, like father, like daughter. Your daughter wanted to kill me, but I didn't pursue the matter. She spread rumors about me, but I didn't pursue the matter either. Now you say we are ungrateful? Everyone, listen to me, who is ungrateful?"
Shen Sangyu laughed in anger: "It seems that you are dissatisfied with my approach. Let's go to the police station today. Don't blame me for making Zhou Xinghua lose his current iron rice bowl!"
Zhou's father's brows changed slightly, his eyes were dark and deep, and he looked extremely angry.
"I don't want to argue with you. Youliang died to protect Wen Qingchuan. This is an indisputable fact. My daughter is a widow at a young age and has to raise a child alone. Her life is hard enough. Why can't you let her go? Now her workplace is far away. She has to change buses three times a day and she cries secretly when she goes home at night."
Shen Sangyu frowned, but still said, "Uncle Zhou, if I must make a fuss, your daughter is not just losing her job now."
Zhou's father was stunned.
Shen Sangyu smiled slightly: "If I were calculating, your daughter would be in jail now."
"...You!"
Shen Sangyu put away her smile and said in a light tone: "If you have nothing to say, please get out of the way and block the light."
Father Zhou was frightened by Shen Sangyu, got out of the car with a dark face, and stared at Shen Sangyu fiercely before leaving.
Shen Sangyu didn't care, but thought about what Father Zhou said and fell into deep thought.
The military truck swayed into the city, and people came and went on both sides of the street. Shen Sangyu got out of the car with difficulty and went all the way to the translation agency.
Today is the day to submit the manuscript, and Mao Jie arrived at the office early today.
Not long after she sat down, she saw Shen Sangyu push the door open and immediately smiled: "Why are you here so early today?"
"I'm going to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some things today."
Shen Sangyu said, and took out a translation from her bag: "This is my translation."
Shen Sangyu translated a fairy tale, about 100,000 words.
Mao Jie gave her three months because fairy tales are not easy to translate. Fairy tales are not only for children, but also for adults, so she has to pay attention to the words when translating.
When Mao Jie saw Shen Sangyu's thick translation book, he opened his mouth slightly and said, "Why did you translate so much?"
Shen Sangyu didn't say that this was her normal speed. She translated almost 50,000 words in half a month. She translated every day except studying. Her work and rest schedule was very regular.
She didn't answer, and Mao Jie didn't ask any more questions. He quickly flipped through it a few times, his eyes becoming more and more delighted.
"The translation is good. How about this, for every 100,000 words translated in the future, I will give you an extra 30% commission. How about that?"
Shen Sangyu's fixed monthly salary is 50 yuan, and the salary will increase after becoming a regular employee. Add to that the 30% commission every month, that's definitely a high salary!
"Thank you, boss!"
Mao Jie liked Shen Sangyu's straightforwardness the most, and said with a smile: "Don't thank me, it's because you have a good translation level. It will definitely sell well when it is published!"
Shen Sangyu smiled and said: "Don't worry, boss, I will definitely not let you down."
After Mao Jie confirmed that the manuscript was correct, Shen Sangyu left.
The translation agency opened earlier today. It was only nine o'clock when Shen Sangyu handed in the manuscript. The supply and marketing cooperative was already crowded with people.
After squeezing in with great difficulty, the pork had already been sold out.
However, the country is gradually beginning to encourage individual businesses. Shen Sangyu went to the market to buy three pounds of pork and two pounds of salt. The price was higher. She thought about asking Mrs. Cao how to smoke bacon after returning home.
Thinking of this, Shen Sangyu walked faster.
The market is relatively remote, and because the prices are a little higher than those in the supply and marketing cooperative, there are much fewer people coming than in the supply and marketing cooperative.
But as the year is coming to an end, business is not bad.
Shen Sangyu knows that in two years, the supply and marketing cooperative will be abolished, and individual businesses will be vigorously developed, followed by rapid economic and technological development.
Taking a deep breath, Shen Sangyu walked forward with the meat.
Just as she passed an alley, Shen Sangyu suddenly heard a noisy sound.
Turning around, she saw a group of people beating a young man.
And the man who was beaten was someone she knew. It was He Huai, the boss who asked her to translate half a month ago!
Shen Sangyu narrowed her eyes.
There were very few people around, and no one passed by except herself at this moment.
And even if someone saw it, they might not help.
Shen Sangyu looked at the men who were surrounding her, still feeling a little scared, but He Huai saw him at this moment, his lips slightly opened, as if he was talking.
But Shen Sangyu heard clearly that what He Huai said was - help!
At this moment, one of the bald men suddenly picked up a stick from the side of the alley, and it looked like he was going straight for He Huai's calf.
Shen Sangyu's pupils shrank, his mind went blank, but the words came out of his mouth: "Stop!"
The bald man heard the sound, his body shook, and he turned his head subconsciously.
I saw a little girl wearing a new blue cotton coat outside the alley with trembling legs, but she said fiercely: "If you don't stop, I will call for help!"
The bald man was stunned at first, but after reacting, he suddenly laughed out loud, as if he had heard a big joke.
Shen Sangyu was a little scared. After all, her health was not very good in this life or the last. In the last life, she was always accompanied by an assistant to take care of her daily life. In this life, her father raised her to be spoiled. It seemed that she was no match for this group of people.
The group of people not far away seemed to have seen that Shen Sangyu was a weakling and laughed again.
"Girl, I advise you not to get involved in the underworld. I'll give you a chance. As long as you don't tell anyone about what happened today, I'll let you go. Otherwise, I'll beat you up too."
Shen Sangyu frowned slightly.
The bald man's words made him find the flaw. This group of people should be the gangsters around, not He Huai's enemies.
They dare not kill people, so they are also afraid of the police.
Shen Sangyu's eyes darkened, and he calmed down and said: "I will also give you a chance. As long as you let him go, I can let this matter go."
Then he added: "My husband is the head of the military region regiment. If you hit me, you will definitely not end well!"
Shen Sangyu suddenly became bold and frightened the bald man.
"Boss, what should we do now?"
The gangster next to the bald man came over and whispered.
The bald man hesitated for a while, and finally got scared. He said: "I'll let you go today, let's go!"
After that, he led a large group of people out of the alley.
After making sure that the person had left, Shen Sangyu quickly ran to He Huai's side. He Huai's face was bruised and purple, and he looked miserable.
He was clearly a high-spirited multinational boss before, how come he became like this in just half a month?