The handsome and heroic Chu Yifeng stood straight and waited outside the conference room.
He stared at the closed door, waiting for the staff to notify him to enter.
At this moment, there was a couple in the venue. They attended the meeting together, sitting four rows in front of each other, but their focuses were different.
In the summer, she was wearing a dark grey suit and sitting closest to the door, but her eyes were fixed on the simultaneous interpretation room at the back of the hall.
She didn't know that someone was staring at her from behind. That person could sense her nervousness, which was unknown to outsiders, from looking at her back.
Xia Tian was concentrating on listening to the simultaneous interpretation in his headphones. This was the first time simultaneous interpretation had been used, which showed the importance of this meeting.
But at this moment, as the highest direct supervisor of the translators, she almost couldn't help but shake her head in disappointment.
Simultaneous interpretation does not affect or interrupt the speaker's train of thought, and the meaning can be accurately translated through the headphones within a maximum of ten seconds.
There are only three people in the simultaneous interpretation room now, which shows that the languages we can translate are limited.
And when the first representative spoke, the sound in the headphones also showed obvious flaws such as being unstable and unprofessional.
There were moments of nervous pauses that lasted for more than a dozen seconds, and even gaps that weren't immediately translated.
Xia Tian sat there, reluctantly removing one of his headphones. A complex and inexpressible stream of thoughts raced through his mind.
In the 1980s, such talents were still studying abroad.
She was worried about the students studying abroad, hoping they would return home as soon as possible after completing their studies.
As a time traveler, she witnessed two eras of her motherland's development.
She thought that future generations would not be able to imagine the various embarrassments and problems that the motherland encountered at this moment during its rise.
In the 1980s, we were backward, we were in the starting stage, and we lacked a large number of talents.
We need to import all kinds of advanced equipment, including the headphones she just took off. It takes time for us to even train excellent translators.
Xia Tian suddenly raised his eyebrows and put on his headphones again.
She thought, what?
We can't do it now, but do you know what China will be like in twenty years?
When earthquakes, tsunamis, and conflicts broke out, the embassy chartered civilian helicopters to rescue people. The first words they said upon arrival were: We are here to pick up the Chinese.
So what if there is a flight ban? Our country is the first to use warships to rescue people. After arriving, we still said: We are here to pick up the Chinese.
During the Qing Dynasty, you foreigners built railways for us. Twenty years later, we Chinese built railways for you British.
Foreign languages? We really don’t have high-quality translators right now.
But twenty years later, all your duty-free shops abroad will have to put up Chinese explanation signs for us, for fear that we Chinese won’t buy, even though we have money.
We no longer need to speak foreign languages, but you have to speak Chinese!
Xia Tian knew that this was her goal and the mission of their generations.
But just as she mustered up her courage and told herself that it would take time to improve her academic and professional skills, and that she should stop insisting on perfection in everything and not be too serious about it, just let it go vaguely and think that a few more seconds would be enough, she suddenly became nervous again.
Chu Yifeng, sitting in front of the microphone, didn't know whether he was lucky or unlucky.
You have to know that things like speeches and the spirit of our country's conferences need to be reviewed at various levels before being finalized. No accidents can occur, and all conceivable issues must be recorded.
But the representative of a small country in his eyes was very unsociable and interrupted his almost perfect speech intentionally or unintentionally.
There was a subtle atmosphere circulating in the venue.
In front of Chu Hongtian was his son's speech. Without the manuscript and the headphones he was wearing for the first time, he would not have understood a word.
At this moment, he was sitting next to his former leader, his face flushed with nervousness.
In fact, there are many people who are more nervous than him.
According to human instinct, when there was no sound in the headphones, he should have turned around to look at the simultaneous interpretation room, but Chu Yifeng didn't even turn his head.
He quickly complained in his mind in two seconds.
Are you provoking me? What's the point of blabbering in your little language? Do you think your country is flattering the strong and bullying the weak, and you're comparing it to Chinese soldiers?
The deep voice paused for only a moment, then, with a sharp edge on display, replied calmly:
"I think the difference is that Chinese soldiers are never afraid of strong enemies."
After leaving the venue, Chu Yifeng, who had a bit of a young master's temper, pursed his lips and continued to complain in his heart:
I can understand and speak it, but I will answer you in Chinese, whatever you want.
Not only did Chu Yifeng's important meeting go awry, but Bi Yue also had a major incident at the same time...
Bi Yue entered the venue, a little confused:
Are those who arrive early considered unimportant? The more important someone is, the later they arrive? Is being late a sign of status?
Just as he was about to whisper something to Bi Cheng, Deputy Mayor Chen Fengxiang's secretary walked into the meeting room.
Bi Yue's eyes lit up. It would be easier to get things done if you knew someone, otherwise you wouldn't have to have no one to talk to.
Secretary Zhang led Bi Yue and finally allowed Bi Yue to enter the business circle of Kyoto real estate in the 1980s. He introduced them one by one.
Bi Cheng has been following Bi Yue. He looks sincere, but he is actually thinking: How real and fake is life?
Look at those CEOs shaking hands with his sister. They are all very polite. No one said they had never heard of Moon Bay. Instead, they nodded frequently, as if they knew where Moon Bay was.
Actually, Moon Bay is still vacant, right? Even the name was registered by her sister on a whim.
Without a business card, Bi Yue felt a little embarrassed.
No matter who he met, he would always say the same few words: "Yes, that piece of land in the eastern suburbs was developed by our company. Please give us your guidance in the future." These same polite words, which were the same in name only, made her feel quite embarrassed.
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