Wang Yue was pulled by her classmates to the entrance of Jiangcheng Industrial Research Institute.
She had heard of this place before.
It seems like you can just drink milk tea casually, and there are also some snacks to eat.
Wang Yue had never been there; she believed that good things don't just fall from the sky.
It's definitely not right to eat and drink for free.
Only my roommates often come over to freeload.
After comparing the students, Wang Yue discovered that most of the students who came here came from families with some money, but they were not from wealthy families.
They seemed to really enjoy the atmosphere.
They were not worried that the research institute had ulterior motives.
Wang Yue pointed to the door: "What are you doing here?"
Zhang Lan replied, "When I was here just now, I heard the director issue a task, something about translating some blueprints. I don't really understand it, let's go inside and ask."
"Translate blueprints?" Wang Yue replied expressionlessly, "What time is it? I don't have time to translate blueprints."
"Look at you..." Zhang Lan laughed, "You think you're just translating for the teacher for free?"
Wang Yue's eyes lit up: "Could it be..."
Zhang Lan nodded: "If you work here, or provide professional knowledge and guidance, as long as it is useful to the research institute, you will be paid."
Wang Yue said, "Oh, I really didn't know."
"I always told you you need to go out more and not just stare at your books."
"Don't you have to keep your eyes on your books when you're in school?"
"Fine, I can't argue with you." After leading Wang Yue into the research institute, the classmate said, "I'll introduce you. You can talk to Lao Huo about the specifics."
Wang Yue tugged at her classmate and said pitifully, "I don't know how to date, can you stay by my side?"
"Look at your guts." Zhang Lan sighed. "Alright, I'll back you up. Let me tell you, Lao Huo is a very good person, so don't feel pressured."
Wang Yue nodded.
A short while later.
Huo Jiaqi came downstairs and asked, "Zhang Lan, you were looking for me? Did you run out of milk tea? I don't allow takeout here."
Wang Yue was taken aback. Was this Old Huo?
They're only a few years older than us, right?
Zhang Lan sipped her milk tea: "What are you talking about? Do you think I'm the kind of person who takes things and eats them?"
Huo Jiaqi laughed and said, "Don't think I don't know, you've taken it several times already."
Zhang Lan's eyes widened: "Fine, you'll spy on me!"
Huo Jiaqi quickly waved his hand: "No, no. It won't make a difference if you have a few more drinks."
"That's more like it." Zhang Lan's expression changed, and she said seriously, "Old Huo, have you found the person who translated the blueprints?"
Huo Jiaqi shook his head: "No, it was just released. What, are you interested? I don't remember you majoring in Japanese."
Zhang Lan proudly patted Wang Yue: "Of course I'm not, but my classmate is."
"oh?"
Huo Jiaqi asked, "Is it reliable?"
“You can despise my character, but you can’t question Wang Yue’s professionalism!” Zhang Lan said, tilting her chin up.
Huo Jiaqi waved his hand: "Okay, let's give it a try."
Wang Yue nodded and followed Huo Jiaqi upstairs.
Wang Yue nudged Zhang Lan and whispered, "What type of documents are you translating?"
"It looks like industrial blueprints, right?" Zhang Lan asked with concern. "Are you under pressure? It seems quite difficult."
Wang Yue swallowed hard.
My God!
Industrial blueprints!
In the translation industry, meeting minutes are the easiest to translate, followed by documents, books, biographies, movies, and the like.
The most difficult are books on the chemical industry and highly specialized works.
Industrial drawings, in particular, require translators to possess certain industrial knowledge.
Otherwise, if you translate it, you won't know how to express it at all.
In other words, a workpiece has one name abroad and another name in China.
You need to unify the two names and the terminology for the workpiece.
Whether or not a separate term needs to be created for translation requires a high level of expertise.
Wang Yue remained silent, praying in her heart: Please don't make it too complicated!
Then Wang Yue suddenly remembered something.
He asked in a low voice, "Zhang Lan, isn't this paid translation?"
"yes."
"The price?"
"Show your hand first, then talk about money."
Wang Yue nodded.
Whether it's a mule or a horse, we'll have to test it out before setting a price.
We arrived at the archives room on the third floor.
Huo Jiaqi spread out the blueprints, randomly picked one out, and handed it to Wang Yue: "Take a look at what this says?"
Wang Yue took the blueprints and glanced at them briefly.
It was discovered that it was almost effortless.
This is a drawing about the sandblasting process.
Wang Yue said, "It's probably about the precautions for sandblasting, such as 0.05 steel balls, 1 MP, surface treatment, and paint mixing."
Huo Jiaqi took out another card: "What about this one?"
"Heat treatment after steel plate cutting".
"This one." Huo Jiaqi took out another one.
Wang Yue answered fluently: "The dimensions and chamfer of the load-bearing beam."
Huo Jiaqi nodded with satisfaction.
Although he couldn't read Japanese, some symbols were still internationally recognized.
The data Wang Yue provided was roughly the same as her own guess.
Wang Yue also felt something was off. Was that all?
That's it?
This is way too easy!
I've also handled proper industrial blueprints myself.
Those were blueprints translated by the teacher, and the technical jargon was enough to make one's scalp crawl.
The blueprints that Huo Jiaqi took out... don't seem that difficult!
Huo Jiaqi said, "This is a drawing of the rear axle assembly. We need to translate it into Chinese, especially the various process details, which cannot have the slightest error."
Wang Yue nodded. No wonder.
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