Bai Yan lifted the window latch and there was no one outside the window.
She frowned slightly and closed the window again.
Meng Hechuan had something to do today, so Bai Yan came alone first.
An office with one person is very free. She looked at the list, but in her heart she was thinking about how to save money in the future, and then she wrote repeatedly on the pen: "Cherish life, stay away from Meng Hechuan."
Once your thoughts drift away, it becomes hard to focus.
Bai Yan simply threw away the pen, stood up and picked up the zhongruan that Meng Hechuan had inexplicably sent to her from the corner.
After all, I have been practicing for more than ten years and my muscles have formed memory.
As soon as the instrument was set up, a series of tones overflowed from the fingertips.
There was no one around, so she didn't have to worry about anything and just started singing "Sheng Sheng Man" in tune with the music.
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The music is melodious and the tone is soft.
It's like the spring rain in March, dripping gently, falling on people's hearts.
The singing was a little loud, so Bai Yan ignored the two knocks on the door.
After a while, the round handle turned and the wooden door was pushed open a little.
A corner of the khaki imported windbreaker was blown into the gap, and a hand was resting on the door handle.
The veins are clear and quite powerful.
Because the door was opened, Bai Yan's voice could no longer be hidden and floated out.
The soldiers hiding at the end of the corridor who wanted to see the real face of Little Meng Tai were not strong enough to stay still and poked their heads out, "Are the girls from the art class playing?"
"What are you thinking about! Didn't they say that Xiao Mengtai was the only one in the information room?"
"Hush, who is that person standing at the door? How can a stranger enter the team?"
"That seems to be Chief Engineer Tan from Capital Aircraft Company. Because the team has been communicating with their company, he has a pass to go in and out. Hey, how did he get in? Isn't Xiao Mengtai still in there?!"
Tan Hean's uninvited entry caused Bai Yan's singing to stop instantly.
"Chief Engineer Tan?" She stood up hurriedly and looked at the door that Tan Hean had closed. "You... why are you here?"
Tan Hean brushed off the dust on his windbreaker, which had just rubbed against the door.
He nodded and smiled at Bai Yan, with one hand behind his back, and did not directly answer Bai Yan's question, "Teacher Wei said that you have been taken away by Chief Engineer Meng recently."
Bai Yan thought his words were strange, but after all, he was the protagonist whom she couldn't offend.
She also smiled and said, "Not really, Chief Engineer Meng has some work for me."
He said "Oh" casually and changed the subject, "I heard you singing in Suzhou dialect just now? Can you speak Suzhou dialect?"
"My hometown is Jinling, so I know a little bit."
"You look quite young, how old are you?"
"twenty……"
"That's six years younger than Chief Engineer Meng and eight years younger than me."
Seeing Tan Hean approaching, Bai Yan put down the Zhongruan, walked to the window and pushed it open.
A man and a woman, who were strangers to each other and were in a confined room, Bai Yan felt a little guilty.
Tan Hean's eyes flashed, but he saw through it but didn't say anything.
But he still stopped and stopped in front of the table.
With a quick glance, he just happened to see the paper that Bai Yan had not had time to put away.
There were big, clear words written in black ink.
He raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Why can you cherish your life by staying away from Chief Engineer Meng?"
Bai Yan reached out, grabbed the paper, and crumpled it into a ball.
She looked at him awkwardly, "Chief Engineer Tan, are you here to see Chief Engineer Meng?"
"No." Tan Hean took out his hands which had been behind his back, "I came to see you."
"Our first meeting was a bit rushed, and there were misunderstandings, so I've been wanting to find a chance to see you again. This is an apology gift."
He placed a square box on the table. Bai Yan took a look and was slightly surprised. "A walkie-talkie?"
Tan Hean felt like he was giving a good thing to a close friend. "I was right. Miss Bai Yan really can recognize this thing."
He changed his address to Bai Yan from "Comrade Xiaobai" when they first met, to "Miss Bai Yan."
The walkman has been obsolete in later generations, but it was a rare imported product in the 1980s.
Judging from the time, it should have just been developed, and there are probably only a few of them in China.
It was too valuable, she couldn't accept it.
Just as Bai Yan was about to refuse, someone knocked twice on the door of the closed data room.
"Come in."
The doorknob turned and someone was pushed in. It was Meng Hechuan.
"Chief Engineer Meng!" Bai Yan looked at him who was also holding a stack of papers and walked in as if she had seen a savior. She strode to his side and said, "You're here!"
Bai Yan followed Meng Hechuan closely, but Meng Hechuan was very wary of her and kept looking at her and Tan Hean.
Seeing that he was not surprised by his appearance, Tan Hean guessed that it must be the soldiers who had just reported the news.
He extended his hand in a gentlemanly manner and introduced himself, "Chief Engineer Meng, sorry to bother you, I came here specifically to look for Miss Bai Yan."
Meng Hechuan shook hands with him and placed the information on the table.
He stood by the window and closed it again before asking, "Really? Then I wonder what Chief Engineer Tan wants from my people?"
"It's a gift." Tan Hean knocked on the table with his hand without covering his mouth. "Since Comrade Bai Yan is a translator, I think she must need to listen to some English tapes. A friend of mine happened to give me this thing, saying it's a new product from Japan. You can put tapes in it and listen to them at will."
Bai Yan felt that she and Tan Hean were not familiar with each other at all, so there was no reason for her to accept the gift, so she refused directly: "Chief Engineer Tan, this is too expensive, I can't accept it."
"Make the best use of things. This thing is useless to me, but it is useful to you. You don't have to feel burdened."
Meeting a slippery veteran like him, Bai Yan was at a loss and instinctively looked to Meng Hechuan for help.
Tan Hean chuckled, seemingly unintentionally but also intentionally, and asked in a teasing tone, "Strictly speaking, Miss Bai Yan does not belong to the brigade, nor is she a soldier or subordinate of Chief Engineer Meng, right?"
Meng Hechuan nodded with a half-smile.
Tan Hean pushed the box of the walkie-talkie over with two fingers. "In that case, Miss Bai Yan, you are already over 20 years old. You can decide whether to accept gifts or not. You don't need to ask Chief Engineer Meng for permission."
Tan Hean took the initiative to open the box, took out the Walkman, took out the tape from the box and put it back.
The first generation of Walkman headphones were wired and had headphones.
"Miss Bai Yan, why don't you try it first?"
Tan Hean walked towards Bai Yan, suddenly stretched out his hand, held up the headphones and put them on her.
On both sides of the earlobes, there was the warmth of the man's palms, but what came into the ears was a melodious English song.
The tone is not adjusted properly, the volume is at maximum.
Bai Yan was caught off guard and her eardrums hurt.
"Are you scared?" Tan Hean hurriedly took off her headphones, but also messed up her tied hair.
Bai Yan rubbed her ears with both hands and forced a smile, "It's okay."
"Chief Engineer Meng, do you want to give it a try?" Tan Hean asked Meng Hechuan again while holding the headphones.
Meng Hechuan's fingers were bent and stroking the watch on his wrist. He smiled gently when he heard the words, "Okay."
He tilted his head and looked at Bai Yan, "Bai Yan, help me bring it over and try."
Bai Yan did as she was told.
When she put the headphones on his head, the man's short stubble rubbed against the back of her hand.
Solid.
Meng Hechuan listened for a while with a smile, took off his headphones and waved them casually, "It's a new thing, but it's a little harsh. It depends on whether you are used to it. If you are not used to it, there is a tape recorder in the room, I can lend it to you."
These words were spoken to Bai Yan.
Bai Yan was quite perceptive and could tell there was something else behind Meng Hechuan's words.
She nodded honestly: "Chief Engineer Tan, thank you for your kindness, it's just that the things are too expensive and I'm not used to them, so let's not waste them."
There was no embarrassment on Tan Hean's face as if he was rejected. He just smiled and put away the Walkman.
After chatting for a few more words, Tan Hean made the excuse that Teacher Wei was still waiting for him and left with his Walkman.
Meng Hechuan sat back on the stool, casually flipping through the stack of documents he had just brought.
These past few days he often brought over stacks of information, all of which were documents that needed to be translated.
Bai Yan had the audacity to complain in front of him a few days ago, saying that she was not a donkey in the production team.
Even Chief Lu agreed that she could rest for a few more days, so why did Chief Engineer Meng keep increasing her workload?
At that time, Meng Hechuan did feel sorry for her.
After all, he also understood that the translation of many materials was not as simple as it seemed.
In the past, the aerospace brigade had trained some translators.
The state allocated funds, and the chief also made it clear that the entire brigade would do its best to accommodate the needs for translators.
However, most of the translators have not received systematic training, and aircraft manufacturing is an extremely complex project, so the workload of translation is huge.
From time to time, I also have to refer to the dictionary to understand the non-English content.
It's quite difficult.
Several translators could not bear the pressure and workload and left after just a few days.
Bai Yan was a person who changed her career late and joined the team by chance. Meng Hechuan didn't have much hope for her at first.
But unexpectedly, after a few days, although Bai Yan complained about being tired and crying, she actually completed the work very well.
Meng Hechuan had just changed his opinion of her, but when he turned around, he caught Bai Yan and Tan Hean meeting in private.
Bai Yan pretended not to see his suspicion and took the initiative to step forward and wanted to take the information from him, "Chief Engineer Meng, is this the document to be translated today..."
Meng Hechuan put his hand directly on the paper to prevent Bai Yan from taking the information away.
Bai Yan raised her hand half-hanging in the air awkwardly.
"You and Tan Hean..."
Meng Hechuan looked at Bai Yan from head to toe with inquiring eyes. He was confused in his heart, but he couldn't make up his mind how to ask the question.
Tan Hean is a mysterious person.
From the time he returned to China as an overseas Chinese to the time he founded Shouhang Company, he became very successful in just two years.
As a private entrepreneur, he provided a lot of research funds to the aerospace team and shared some foreign technologies.
That's why I was given the privilege of being able to enter and exit the team.
People outside are praising the Tan family as a role model for overseas Chinese who never forget their roots.
Even Lu Zhenhua was very polite to him. Although they were a generation apart in age, Lu Zhenhua treated him as a friend regardless of age difference.
However, Chief Engineer Meng, the person who should have the most contact with him, has a very cold relationship with him.
The two rarely even discussed professional topics such as aircraft manufacturing.
And every time they met, the atmosphere around them would become one or two degrees colder.
In the end, everyone attributed it to the law of 'kings do not meet kings'.
From ancient times to the present, it has always been the case that if there is Yu, there must be Liang.
With Meng Hechuan and now Tan Hean, it is natural that the two will dislike each other.
Meng Hechuan considered his words carefully, and when he spoke again, his speech was much smoother: "Did you and Tan Hean talk about anything else besides the walkie-talkie?"
"Nothing else was said, and the window was open when we spoke."
Bai Yan thought that since Meng Hechuan would become a villain in the future, he would of course be wary of the protagonist on the side of justice.
I didn't want to get involved in such a fearless dispute as his, so I lowered my face and took the initiative to thank him, "Chief Engineer Meng, thank you."
Meng Hechuan was distracted by her thoughts and asked back, "Thank me?"
"I have to thank you, otherwise I don't know how to refuse Mr. Tan's gift. He came to visit me suddenly, and I was alone in the office. I couldn't refuse it. Fortunately, you came and helped me to resist Mr. Tan's kindness."
Bai Yan's guess was correct. After hearing what she said, Young Master Meng's expression looked much better.
He tapped a few times in the pressed material, "You don't want to take his stuff?"
"I'm not familiar with him, so there's no reason for me to accept Chief Engineer Tan's stuff."
Meng Hechuan's lips curled up, "Bai Yan." He smiled, "You don't have to deliberately emphasize that you are not familiar with him."
Bai Yan had a fake smile on her face, but she was actually complaining in her heart, if she didn't say this proactively, would Master Meng let her go so easily?
In a moment, Meng Hechuan made a decision.
He planned to believe Bai Yan.
After all, the window in the office was open when he entered.
If they had something secret to tell, opening the window would not be a wise option.
Meng Hechuan turned away the information and warned with a rare seriousness: "Bai Yan, I don't know much about Tan Hean. He is an overseas Chinese, which makes his identity awkward. If you don't have any second thoughts, you should have less contact with him."
Bai Yan nodded repeatedly.
I will definitely not have any second thoughts.
As for whether you, Chief Engineer Meng, have other thoughts about your future, it has nothing to do with her.
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Now that things have been talked about, there's no need to worry about it anymore.
Meng Hechuan handed the materials he had brought to her, "These materials were obtained from the SU Alliance before. Some of the information in them may be able to explain the problems the team is currently encountering in researching spare parts."
Bai Yan glanced at it and said, "This doesn't seem to be English?"
"Foreign countries are very wary of our independent research on domestic aircraft. Although the SU has a technical cooperation agreement with us, they have also used some means in private. The information they provide is often interspersed with other non-English languages."
"I've been to the SU for training and have had some contact with it. I have a Russian dictionary here. Can I find the Russian words for you?"
Bai Yan whispered a thank you and focused on her work.
Meng Hechuan took a pen, looked up the translation of the Russian words circled by Bai Yan in the dictionary, and wrote the Chinese words next to the words.
Bai Yan then reorganized the meaning of the entire paragraph in the material based on the meaning of those words and wrote it down on a piece of white paper.
This workload is indeed not small.
In addition, all translation work must be done in writing, which requires high concentration.
From the time they started working, neither of them spoke a word.
The information was passed silently between their hands. There was no interruption, and the cooperation was very tacit.
It was hard to imagine that just a moment ago they were still suspicious of each other and had their own thoughts.
In the huge data room, the only sound was the rustling sound of pen tips scratching across white paper.
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