Looking at the people behind Wu Wei, Lao Zheng put away the expression of complaining to Wu Wei just now, and said seriously, "Who are these two?"
"My old squad leader Nanzhou and his sister Nanqiao are your future life-saving straws," Wu Wei said with a smile.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zheng Anping said dissatisfiedly. Wu Wei is good in every way, but he just looks like a soldier and can't change. He jokes regardless of the occasion.
Wu Wei ignored him and introduced Nanqiao and Nanzhou.
"This is Zheng Anping, the head of the Propaganda Department. Logically speaking, receiving foreign businessmen should be the responsibility of the foreign trade department, but we don't have many foreign businessmen here, so we haven't set up this department. The Propaganda Department has taken over the matter of receiving foreign businessmen, and Old Zheng is the person in charge."
"Hello, Minister Zheng," Nanzhou and Nanqiao said.
"Hello." Zheng Anping also stood up and greeted them. Someone who could be introduced so solemnly by Wu Wei could not be an ordinary person.
"Old Zheng, don't accuse me of talking nonsense. Qiaoqiao is fluent in English and can communicate normally in Russian. If she is not your lifeline, then what is she..."
"Really?" Zheng Anping's eyes lit up instantly, and he stared at Nanqiao closely. If she wasn't a little girl, he would have gone up to her and given her a big hug.
Being stared at like this by Zheng Anping, Nanqiao felt a little nervous, but still said politely, "Hello, Minister Zheng, my uncle is from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and has been teaching me since I was a child, so I have no problem communicating in English and Russian in daily life."
"Okay, okay, then you can see if this document can be translated." Old Zheng handed the document in his hand to Nanqiao with surprise.
Nanqiao took it and flipped through it. It was only three or four pages, a simple purchasing document. It was not difficult.
"OK"
"How long will it take to translate it?" Lao Zheng asked
"About an hour," Nanqiao said. The content was not difficult, but there were some professional terms, so Nanqiao was a little reserved in his estimation of the time.
"It's really no problem. Can you guarantee that the content is correct?"
"Sure." Nanqiao felt helpless when listening to Lao Zheng's question. What's the point of translating if you can't guarantee the correctness? It's just nonsense.
"Then... can you translate this document now? I got up early to study it, and I looked through the dictionary but couldn't get two lines right," said Lao Zheng a little embarrassedly.
He is a dabbler, he knows ABCD, how are you, fine, thank you, that's good enough, but he is not good at translating documents
When Nanqiao was about to take the document, he was interrupted by Wu Wei.
"Oh, Old Zheng, you are being unkind. The girl is still an educated youth and has to go back to the village to work. How can she have the time to translate documents for you? How can you let her work for you for free during her rest time?" Wu Wei looked rogue and smiled slyly.
As soon as these words came out, everyone who got to this position was a smart person. How could Lao Zheng not understand what the other party meant?
"How about I apply for the fee from the department? And get paid according to the amount of translated manuscripts?" Lao Zheng asked tentatively. This was his first time and he didn't know how to calculate the fee.
"How much do you plan to pay for translating one article?" Wu Wei asked
"Two dollars per article?"
"Come on, squad leader, let's go to my office and sit for a while. We'll have lunch here. The food in our cafeteria is pretty good." As soon as Lao Zheng finished speaking, Wu Wei pulled Nanzhou back to his office.
"3?"
"Four?"
Lao Zheng continued to raise the price, but Wu Wei did not stop. Nanqiao looked at the two of them and found it a little funny.
"Okay, okay, you tell me what to say." Old Zheng hurried to the door, blocking the way of several people, looking at Wu Wei with an indignant look on his face.
If it weren't for the increasing number of foreign businessmen on Director Bai's side, and the growing dissatisfaction with Qingshi who saw that he couldn't invite them, now he would make things difficult three times out of ten, and Secretary Qian would become more and more anxious, yelling at him from a distance.
He would never give in to Wu Wei. Old Zheng made excuses for himself in his heart.
Seeing that Old Zheng had given in, Wu Wei said, "Old Zheng, it's not that I don't want to help you, but the girl still has to go to the countryside to farm..."
Old Zheng frowned upon hearing this.
After a long while, he said, "As for the educated youth... I can't completely transfer your household registration from the village to the town. At most, I can transfer you to the town on a temporary basis. It's impossible for you to completely stop doing farm work in the village."
Wu Wei also knew this situation. Being able to achieve this was already very good, so he looked towards Nanqiao and Nanzhou.
After the two tried it out, Nan Qiao said, "This is natural. Thank you, Minister Zheng."
"Can it be translated now?" Old Zheng asked pitifully, holding a few pieces of paper that looked like a heavenly book.
Nanqiao smiled, took the paper, sat down at the table, and started writing.
Old Zheng saw her sit down and start translating. Nan Qiao wrote very quickly, as if she was copying Chinese characters. Seeing this, Old Zheng felt relieved.
He said to Wu Wei and the others, "Wait for my good news. I'm going to find Secretary Qian."
"Old Zheng! Use whatever means, crying or making a fuss!" Wu Wei said to Old Zheng to encourage him.
Old Zheng didn't want to pay any attention to him. He left the office and stood at the door of Secretary Qian's office. He rubbed his eyes and knocked on the door.
It was not until he heard the door open that Lao Zheng pushed it open and went in.
Secretary Qian was furious when he saw that the person coming was Zheng Anping, but when he saw the other person's bloodshot eyes and dark circles under his eyes, he felt a little reluctant.
It's not his fault that he can't translate. After all, the Propaganda Department was dragged in to take the blame...
"Okay, sit down. Who are you showing off your aggrieved look to?"
Hearing this, Old Zheng seemed to be hesitant and in a dilemma.
Secretary Qian was inexplicably angry when he saw him like this. "If you have anything to say, just say it. If not, get out!"
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