As he spoke, Captain Wang recalled the importance Secretary Wen had shown to Xu Kuo earlier that day; Xu Kuo was certainly no ordinary person.
Wang Wenchang was completely captivated by Xu Kuo's talent. He had only one thought in his mind: he had to bring Xu Kuo into the Xu Daily! It would be a real loss for the newspaper if they missed out on such a talent!
"Dad, you must help me get in touch with Brother Xu! I must see him!" Wang Wenchang gripped Captain Wang's arm tightly, his voice urgent.
"That's easy, you can just come to the village with me."
Wang Wenchang nodded.
"Too."
Wang Wenchang was still very excited and couldn't calm down for a long time. He knew that Shi Jixing was still waiting for this translation.
He carefully put away the translated manuscript, deciding to hand it over to the county committee first thing the next morning, and then go to the village to find Xu Kuo. He believed that with this translation, Shi Jixing would definitely look at Xu Kuo with new respect.
As for Xu Kuo, he rushed home and shouted as soon as he entered the door, "Xiuya, quick, bring out all our money!"
Jiang Xiuying was busy at the stove when she heard Xu Kuo's voice and was startled: "What's wrong? What's going on? What happened? Why do you need so much money?"
"Great news! Fantastic news!" Xu Kuo exclaimed excitedly, his face flushed. "I'm going to the county town to buy a stall, a stall at the vegetable market!"
"Buy a stall? Buy what kind of stall?" Jiang Xiuying was even more confused.
"Oh dear, I can't explain this to you in a short time! Give me the money quickly, this matter can't be delayed!" Xu Kuo urged.
Seeing Xu Kuo's anxiety, Jiang Xiuying didn't dare to ask any more questions. She quickly went back into the house, took out a thousand dollars from a locked wooden box, and handed it to Xu Kuo.
"Is this enough?" Jiang Xiuying asked.
"That's enough, that's enough. Don't worry, wife, just you wait and see!" Xu Kuo took the money and carefully tucked it into his pocket. "You absolutely mustn't tell anyone about this. We'll keep a low profile and make a fortune!"
Jiang Xiuying nodded: "I understand."
Despite her doubts, she trusted her man.
Early the next morning, Wang Wenchang hurriedly went to the county committee with Xu Kuo's translation manuscript.
Meanwhile, Shi Jixing, the temporary assistant to the county party secretary, was sitting in his office, as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. He had been very worried about the English manuscript for the past few days, but still couldn't find anyone who could translate it.
"What time is it? Why hasn't anyone submitted their work yet?" Shi Jixing scratched his head in frustration, cursing the translators in his mind.
Just then, a subordinate knocked on the door and came in, holding a document in his hand: "Assistant Shi, this is the translation that Wang Wenchang just sent over."
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