Administration Building, third floor conference room.
The examiners gathered together to make a comprehensive evaluation of the performance of the four candidates in the afternoon.
"In the written test, all four candidates performed well, but I am more optimistic about He Xuting. His written test paper has clear grammatical structure and coherent logic, which is already quite good."
One of the examiners took He Xuting's written test paper and circled the parts he thought were good.
The female examiner who was at Song Shishi's written test room before, after looking at He Xuting's test paper, shook her head and said, "You can take a look at this test paper. Whether it's the grammatical structure or the logical thinking, it's all excellent. She even handled some of the political hints and Beijing information in some of the silver-gray ones just right through clever translation."
"And I think that Comrade Song's translation accuracy is the highest among the four people, whether in the written test or the interview."
Everyone has their own opinion. Some say that Song Shishi's appearance is too outstanding and she is not suitable to be a diplomatic translator.
The female examiner did not argue with the other examiners. She turned her head to look at Xie Youan, who was sitting in the middle and remained silent, and asked, "Comrade Xie, you are the main person in charge of receiving the diplomats this time. The final result still depends on you."
…
...
...
Song Shishi followed Director Zhao to the hotel and met Mr. Gong, whom Director Zhao mentioned.
Mr. Gong was much younger than she had imagined, about thirty years old, and had a gentle and refined appearance.
"Comrade Song, I have long heard of your name."
Mr. Gong stood up and politely extended his hand to shake hers.
Song Shishi extended her hand respectfully, "Hello, Mr. Gong."
"Comrade Song, please sit down. I have been telling Lao Zhao that I want to find an opportunity to have a good chat with you."
Mr. Gong was very enthusiastic towards her. After they sat down, he kept asking her questions and even talked to her about his history of making a fortune.
Mr. Gong is a humorous person, so she doesn't feel uncomfortable.
"By the way, I'm inviting you to dinner today, but actually, there's something else I want to do. I'd like to take this opportunity to introduce someone to you." When the dishes were almost served, Mr. Gong suddenly said.
Song Shishi turned to look at Director Zhao beside him. Director Zhao shook his head at him, obviously unaware of this.
"I haven't told Lao Zhao about this." Mr. Gong smiled and waved his hand to explain, "It's mainly because the person I want to introduce to you fell ill some time ago and had an operation. He has a stubborn temper and doesn't want to stay in the hospital. He just returned to Beijing today. I have been introducing you to him before, and this time when he learned that I was going to treat you to a meal, he said he would come to see you too."
This means that Ms. Gong also found out today that the man wanted to see her?
If that's the case, I can understand it.
"But why does the other party want to see me?" Song Shishi was puzzled. Even if Mr. Gong introduced her, the other party would not take the initiative to see her.
"It's like this. Although I will check the translation documents you submit, they will eventually be handed over to Mr. Xie.
He is considered a leading figure in our country's diplomatic field and has a lot of say.
However, due to health reasons, he felt that he could no longer stay in such an important position for too long, so in the past two years he has been trying to train an outstanding successor.
But he had a strange temper and strict requirements, which discouraged many people.
And he looked down upon those who wanted to be his disciples. "
Mr. Gong lowered his voice and continued, “I can see that you are a good candidate, so I mentioned you a few more times in front of him.
Of course, it was the excellence of your work that caught Mr. Xie's attention.
This is a rare opportunity, you must seize it well."
Although she didn't know who this so-called Mr. Xie was.
But from what Mr. Gong said, we can tell that Mr. Xie's status is still quite high.
If she could be noticed by such a person and accepted as a disciple, then she could really return to the city early.
Just as Song Shishi nodded in agreement, the door of the private room behind her was pushed open from the outside.
As the door of the private room opened, Mr. Gong and Director Zhao stood up at the same time.
Song Shishi also stood up and turned to face the door.
"Mr. Xie, you are finally here. How are you feeling?" Mr. Gong greeted him with a smile.
Song Shishi looked up at the door, and when the figure appeared in her sight, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
Is it such a coincidence?
The person who came turned out to be Xie Yushan, a good friend of her father Song Zhenhua.
The last time I saw him in the hospital, he was being wheeled into the operating room. Now, he looks much better.
"Fortunately, this is an old problem of mine." Xie Yushan's voice was low and hoarse, and his eyes seemed to be able to see through everything in the world.
When Xie Yushan's eyes fell on her, her palms began to sweat from nervousness.
This feeling of tension came too suddenly, and even she herself didn't know the specific reason.
Xie Yushan smiled faintly, "This should be Comrade Song you mentioned to me before, right?"
"Yes, yes, how is it?" Mr. Gong formally introduced Song Shishi to Xie Yushan as if he was presenting a treasure.
Xie Yushan nodded but didn't say anything. No one knew what he was thinking.
"He looks familiar. What is Comrade Song's full name?"
There was silence for a long time, and just when Song Shishi felt the situation was a little awkward, Xie Yushan spoke again.
Unexpectedly, Xie Yushan would suddenly ask her. Song Shishi secretly clenched her fists and replied calmly, "Song Shishi, my name is Song Shishi."
"From Beijing?"
"Yes." Song Shishi nodded.
Not understanding Xie Yushan's intention, she answered honestly when he asked.
Looking at Xie Yushan's expression, it seems that he doesn't know that the person who donated blood to him that day was himself.
When Xie Yushan's attention shifted away from her, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, during the meal, Xie Yushan did not communicate with her again, but only chatted with Mr. Gong about literary creation and international situation.
Of course, they only wrote about general topics, and neither of them mentioned topics that actually involved the country's internal issues.
After dinner, Mr. Gong personally sent Xie Yushan back, saying that he had something else to say.
After Mr. Gong and Xie Yushan's car left, Director Zhao wanted to send Song Shishi back, but Song Shishi refused.
"You drank a lot tonight, and the guesthouse you're staying in is nearby. Why take such a long detour? You should go back and rest. I grew up in Beijing, and I'm very familiar with this road. I won't get lost, so don't worry."
Director Zhao waved his hand, "How can that be possible? It's so late, how can I let a girl like you go back alone? If something happens on the way, I won't be able to explain it to you."
Director Zhao's movements were a bit too big and he almost fell to the ground.
Song Shishi quickly stepped forward and held his arm.
Director Zhao was obviously drunk, but she couldn't help Director Zhao to the guesthouse by herself.
She tried to call Director Zhao a few times, but Director Zhao was no longer conscious. He was humming and no one knew what he was mumbling.
Just when Song Shishi was in trouble, a black car stopped in front of her.
"Comrade Song, what a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here."
The person who got off the car was Xie Youan, the examiner of the oral exam during the day.
"You look like you need help. How about taking my car and I help you?"
Song Shishi looked at him and instinctively refused: "No, I..."
Before he finished speaking, Xie Youan smiled and said, "Don't be embarrassed. It's so late. I'm afraid you can't send your friend back by yourself, right?"
As he spoke, Xie Youan reached out and was about to take Director Zhao from Song Shishi.
She was very displeased with Xie Youan's behavior. She frowned and took a half step back to avoid the hand Xie Youan extended.
"Thank you, comrade. Thank you for your kindness, but it's really not necessary."
"I really don't have any other intentions, I just simply want to help you."
Xie Youan didn't take Song Shishi's refusal to heart at all. He stepped forward again and grabbed Director Zhao's arm with one hand.
Song Shishi was already a little unhappy at this time. Before she could speak, a familiar voice came, "Shishi."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
