Chapter 52

The mission far exceeded my expectations.

Especially after she translated two pictures and received recognition from the old teacher who could not understand English but understood the maintenance principles.

With the score, Director Fang felt relieved and regained his former composure.

He turned around and went back to the office and brought over the remaining seven or eight maintenance documents.

Looking at the small pile of books that suddenly appeared on the table, Chen Ting paused for a moment, and then asked in surprise: "Are all the machines flooded?"

Director Fang waved his hand and said, "Only two of the machines were damaged by water. The rest are all fine. I was thinking that Comrade Xiaozhen could help translate the information for us to use in the future."

Hearing this, Li Ting did not object. To put it bluntly, this is all money, but... "It will take a long time to bring so many. I have to take them back to the troops. Do you agree?"

Director Fang was a little hesitant. After all, the entire factory only had this one set of maintenance data. What if something went wrong, such as breaking or getting lost?

Thinking of this, he hesitated and said, "Comrade Xiaolue, is it convenient for you to come to the factory to translate? Don't worry, we have a car to pick you up, and the subsidy will not be small."

That's definitely not possible. Ting Ting has her own persistence. Although she can earn a lot of money as a translator, she still loves her job very much: "I'm still teaching at school, so it's not convenient for me to come here every day."

After she finished speaking, she saw that the other party was hesitant. She hesitated for a few seconds and then said, "Except for the one that needs urgent repair, the rest will not be a problem in a few days. I heard that things can be copied in Shanghai. How about you find someone you trust to make a backup copy?"

Factory Manager Fang had also heard a little about the photocopy issue and immediately considered the possibility. Regardless of whether it was translated or not, it would be a good thing to have a backup.

Seeing that he was lost in thought, Ruiting continued to work.

She planned to translate the part about electric motors and then head to the next factory.

Due to the tight schedule, Principal Huang only gave us three days of vacation this time.

So you can only stay in each factory for three or four hours at most. Once you have proven your ability, you can take it back to the troops and slowly translate it...

By the way, I have to go see her husband Huo Xiao in the evening to give him some warmth.

Thinking of this, Ruiting immediately threw away the chaotic thoughts in his mind and immersed himself in the obscure and difficult to understand professional vocabulary.

No matter how anxious you are, you still have to do your work seriously.

The plan of the 藺葶 is very good.

But plans often cannot keep up with changes.

Two hours later, when she successfully translated the seventh sheet of information, several factory managers from the steel plant came one after another.

There are textile factories, food factories, machine tool factories, radio factories...

After these people arrived, they not only surrounded Ruiting and greeted her warmly, but also did not forget to criticize the factory director for ignoring the interests of everyone and eating alone.

Director Fang, who had already learned from Comrade Xiaolue that she could only stay in the steel plant for four hours today, felt that he was more wronged than Dou E. He rubbed his ears that were buzzing from the noise and asked, "Why are you here?"

The director of the textile factory snorted coldly: "Humph, if you don't want others to know, then don't do it yourself!"

Factory Manager Fang's forehead was throbbing with veins, and he gritted his teeth and said, "What did I do? Teacher Xiaorui said that we can only stay in each factory for a maximum of 4 hours. I still have half the time left. Who is selfish?!"

The director of the radio factory raised his wrist and glanced at his watch: "Mr. Fang, you are not serious. Strictly speaking, there is still 1 hour and 48 minutes left."

Factory Manager Fang twitched his lips and said, "How do you know? There are both zeros and whole numbers."

Director Cheng of the tape recorder factory chuckled and thought to himself, everyone knew that Lao Fang's place was the first one visited by the troops, so who wouldn't send someone to keep an eye on it?

If the people sent by the troops haven't come out for two or three hours, even a fool would know what's going on. But how stupid would it be to come and rob them?

Frankly speaking, if they were decent people under normal circumstances, they wouldn't be so careless.

After all, although it is not a factory, it represents the reputation of Tianjin when it goes abroad.

Plus, whenever there is a meeting in the city, we all run into each other.

Therefore, these factory managers are quite familiar with each other, and even have some face-to-face relations with each other.

But now a flood has suddenly struck, causing direct damage to the machines in the factory. If we wait one more day, the machines will be damaged more. If we wait one more day, the promised orders will be completed one day later.

Those are all signed orders! If you can't deliver on time, you will have to pay.

It's so tense now, who can sit still?

Although Director Fang sympathized with the old employees, he himself had no idea what to do and was unwilling to let them go.

Not only did he not let them go, but in order to give Tingting a quiet environment, he also kicked all of them out of the small office.

Seeing this, Qian Haitao, who could understand simple English and had been helping out, looked at his old classmate with some admiration: "You are so proud to be able to speak English well. Why didn't I learn it back then?"

Li Ting was helpless: "What's the difference between knowing English and knowing Russian? I just took advantage of a special situation."

I am not being modest when I say this. Being proficient in English is really nothing in later generations.

For example, there are many talented and great translators nowadays, but it is only during these special ten years that their value has become apparent.

If I really get proud of this little thing, I would be a laughing stock.

Qian Haitao had no idea what his classmates were thinking, and he had no way of knowing how prosperous the motherland would be in a few decades. He could only see the present, so he would only think with the logic of the present: "How can there be no difference? Have you forgotten that you also learned Russian very well? In addition to our national language, you are proficient in three languages. Isn't that amazing enough?"

Ruting encouraged: "Since you think it's good, you can also learn it."

Hearing this, Qian Haitao was actually a little tempted, but soon shook his head: "No..." The outside world is not as strict as the military. Although his family is of good origin, it is hard to say what will happen if he really learns English openly.

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered something. After hesitating for a while, he finally moved closer and whispered, "Do you still remember our teachers?"

Ruiting had the habit of proofreading after translating, and she did it more than once. At this moment, she was proofreading the last time. Hearing this, she paused and turned her head to look at the door.

After making sure the door was closed, he whispered, "Do you have any contact?"

Qian Haitao didn't see any disgust or hatred on his old classmates' faces, so he relaxed his tense heart and said with a smile: "I don't know everything, but the class monitor and the deputy class monitor know the specific address. They organized a few classmates and will send supplies to several teachers regularly. It's all anonymous. If you are willing to participate..."

"I'm willing. Next time something like this happens, please let me know." Qian Haitao didn't even need to finish his words before Lu Ting agreed.

As I recall, the old professors at the school were all very nice people and true scholars.

When someone is in trouble, you should not consider others, but as a student, you should not just ignore it.

Seeing her so straightforward, Qian Haitao couldn't help but reveal a simple smile: "Okay, I'll write to the monitor later. By the way, our Russian teacher is in Tianjing."

Ruting was stunned for a moment, then realized that the Russian teacher seemed to be a local of Tianjing. She slapped her forehead and said, "I forgot, where is the teacher?"

"Sweeping the streets on xx Road... ahem... look at what I have tidied here, right?"

The response from Ruiting was quick: "Yes, that's it."

Factory Manager Fang, who had just walked in, smiled broadly when he saw this: "Teacher Xiaozhen has translated another one?"

Li Ting turned around and said with a smile, "Two now. Take a look. There is still an hour left. The generator part should be translated."

The reason why she was able to do it so quickly was that she had translated materials on this subject in her previous life. Otherwise, even if her English was good, she would still be stumped by some of the professional terms.

"Definitely no problem, definitely no problem! I trust Teacher Xiaolue, I'll take it out and copy it down." I was afraid of making mistakes as I didn't understand the meaning of the English, but there was no problem with the Chinese, as those high school students in the Propaganda Department were not there to eat for free.

Thinking of this, Director Fang immediately prepared to leave with the paper in his hand.

But at this moment, I heard a burst of cheers, followed by a familiar sound of machinery.

Is this...is this fixed?

Just over three hours?

Thinking of this possibility, Fang Changchang, who was so excited that he wanted to burst into tears, turned around and ran quickly to the workshop.

What he didn't realize was that several other factory managers who had been waiting anxiously outside took the opportunity to rush into the office, pulling and coaxing Li Ting and Qian Haitao out.

The reasons were very plausible, for example, since one machine could be repaired, the rest could be repaired quickly by following the instructions, the steel plant had a solution, and they were still waiting to be rescued.

At this point, some of the factory managers even had pleading looks in their eyes.

Ruting couldn't bear it, so she just followed everyone in a daze.

So, when Director Fang ran back with a smile on his face, thinking that there was still an hour left and maybe he could have enough time to translate another type of machine data that had been soaked in water, he discovered...that his house had been robbed.

Factory Director Fang had no idea how angry and upset he was.

Next, she visited four more factories in the order they had agreed upon.

In fact, at her speed, she can only visit three stores a day at most.

But including the initial steel plant, Ting actually visited five factories.

So, not only did she fail to return to the army, but her plan to bring warmth to her husband in the evening also fell through.

"The dormitory has been arranged, Comrade Ruo, you should rest." Qian Haitao had left before dark. Finally, Ning Yu, who also knew a little English, came up spontaneously after finishing her job.

Li Ting came back to her senses, turned her aching neck, and looked at her watch. She then realized that it was already past ten o'clock in the evening without her noticing.

At the same time, after she came out of her concentration, she realized that she was probably overworking her brain, and her head was a little confused and groggy.

It has been a long time since she worked so hard. Tingting raised her hands to rub her face, and slapped herself vigorously a few times, trying to wake herself up a little. She thanked him a little weakly: "It's time to rest. Thank you... By the way, we are about the same age. If you don't mind, you can call me by my full name, or Tingting. My friends all call me Tingting."

Ning Yu glanced at the other person's tired brows and pale lips, hesitated for a moment, and still called out a little awkwardly: "Tingting."

At the same time, he stood up and made a cup of malted milk provided by the factory and handed it to her. He tightened his face and said in a cold tone, "Drink some."

Seeing this, Li Ting's heart softened and she smiled with her peach blossom eyes: "Thank you, Ning Yu, you are so nice."

Ning Yu...

It seemed as if she didn't notice the discomfort in the other person's eyes. She picked up the teacup, drank from it, and then stood up and walked around the house.

After relaxing his stiff back and drinking up the maltose, he planned to send the information he had translated that night to the director of the recorder factory, Cheng, who was waiting a few steps away.

I didn't expect that as soon as I opened the door of the temporary office, I saw a familiar figure in the dim environment.

Ruting blinked, thinking she was dazzled.

Huo Xiao strode to his wife's side and looked at her in the light of the room. Seeing that she looked unwell, he frowned subconsciously.

When his eyes scanned the documents in her hand, he felt even more unhappy: "Have you been busy until now?"

After receiving the notification from the security guard, Director Cheng went to the gate to pick someone up in person. Seeing that the officer with four pockets was cold and fierce, he was worried that he would embarrass Teacher Xiao Zhui. He immediately stepped forward and took the blame on himself with a face full of guilt: "I'm sorry, this matter is mainly due to me. Teacher Xiao Zhui did it all for the factory."

Ruiting nodded quickly, looking innocent, and then asked, "Why are you here? No, how did you know I was here?"

Hearing this, Huo Xiao pursed his lips, his brows still furrowed, but his tone softened a bit: "The Guards said you accepted the mission, didn't you say you would come to see me this afternoon?"

He waited anxiously for the whole afternoon and was repeatedly mocked by Dong Xiao as a wife-waiting stone.

The wife, on the other hand, was so busy with work that she didn't even think about her husband, and she probably even forgot about herself and the baby in her belly.

Thinking of this, Huo Xiao looked at her belly again and asked worriedly, "How is the baby?"

Ruiting smiled and comforted: "It's okay, we are well taken care of."

The factory director Cheng, who was handling the loss, kept saying, "Yes, yes, yes, Captain Huo, don't worry, we will take good care of it." They were just about to offer it up.

Hearing this, Huo Xiao glanced at the somewhat disapproving Director Cheng and nodded perfunctorily. There was nothing he could do. He really couldn't like someone who "exploited" his wife.

If it weren't for his upbringing, he wouldn't even nod.

But after ordering, he immediately looked at his wife and asked, "Go to bed now?"

Li Ting nodded: "Well, I was planning to go to sleep. By the way, brother, are you staying too?"

Hearing his wife calling him "brother", which was rare for her, Huo Xiao could no longer get angry.

That's not right. He was never angry with his wife from the beginning to the end. He just felt sorry for her hard work. He immediately relaxed his expression: "Well, I'll stay with you and go back tomorrow morning."

Although she was naturally happy, she couldn't help but worry: "What about...the rescue site?"

Huo Xiao stepped forward and handed the information in his wife's hand to Director Cheng, then helped him out: "The scene has been finished, and Dong Xiao is watching, don't worry."

Hearing this, Li Ting really stopped asking questions and waved happily to Director Cheng: "Then I'll go back first." Then he looked at Ning Yu: "Shall we go together?"

Ning Yu... "No, I still have some things to do."

Li Ting frowned: "Then ask someone to take you back to the dormitory. It's so dark, don't go alone."

Factory Director Cheng assured: "Don't worry, Teacher Xiaozhen, I will arrange for someone to escort the reporter."

After hearing this, Ruiting was relieved. The couple's backs, supporting each other intimately, soon blended into the darkness.

Only the gentle voice of the man could be heard faintly: "Are you tired? Let me soak your feet in water when you get back, and massage your shoulders, otherwise you won't be able to bear it tomorrow..."

Factory Director...

After hearing everything clearly, Director Cheng's expression was somewhat speechless.

If you had told me earlier that you were such a person, Captain Huo, I wouldn't have worried a damn thing!