"Are you Jiang Danfeng? Du Qiu hasn't come over yet, come in and sit for a while."

"Did Mr. Du say when will he come?"

"He said he would be around 3 o'clock, and he should be here in a while."

Jiang Danfeng said softly and stood at the door to look at the room. The room was not big, about 30 square meters. The white lime on some parts of the wall had peeled off, revealing the gray cement inner wall, which was ugly one by one; the windows were wooden framed glass windows that opened in the middle, which were very poor in both theft and windproof effects; the desk and bookcase shape boards were old-fashioned, painted with old maroon paint, like a product from the 1960s and 1970s; the sofa looked neat, but the leather on the edges was greasy, which was obviously a bit old.

"Come in and sit in, it's very cold at the door." Su Wenxiu stood up and introduced herself while making tea in a paper cup, "My name is Su Wenxiu, I am Du Qiu's friend. You are here to help him translate articles, right?"

"Yes. Thank you." Jiang Danfeng took the paper cup with a smile, then lifted up the hem of the windbreaker, sat down on the sofa, and asked, "Are you doing business with Mr. Du?"

Su Wenxiu took a golden and jade-filled notebook from her desk and showed it to her, introducing: "We are making this kind of notepad."

The packaging of Jinyu Mantang was redesigned by Du Qiu, and the envelope was decorated with a lot of cloud patterns, which looked magnificent, but Jiang Danfeng didn't take it seriously. She took a few casual glances and asked, "You are doing notepad business, why did Mr. Du ask me to translate computer articles?"

"Du Qiu likes to tinker with his own things, and I don't know what he wants to translate."

The phone rang again. Su Wenxiu answered the phone and ran to the next door to arrange for delivery, leaving Jiang Danfeng alone in the office. After sitting for a while, she felt a little bored. She saw that there were several novels in the bookcase behind the desk, so she got up and walked over, preparing to take one out to pass the time.

The shape of the bookcase is very traditional. The upper part is a bookshelves closed with two glass doors, and the lower part is a storage cabinet. After Jiang Danfeng opened the glass door, he saw a stack of notepads next to the novel. The shape is the same as what he saw just now, but the material of the cover is different. It is not genuine leather, but made of kraft paper. There are two lines of text written on the cover of the top book, with the pen flowing in a staggered manner, which is very beautiful. When she was curious, she picked it up and looked at it. She found that there were two words that seemed to be inconsistent in the running script: "I have been studying for ten years, and Yan Hua is still beautiful."

Jiang Danfeng was not very interested in traditional Chinese literature. He didn't know that this was a poem by Jiang Yan, a famous writer during the Southern and Northern Dynasties. She looked at the meaning of the text and understood it according to the literal meaning. She felt that it was very suitable for her mood. Three years in junior high school, three years in high school, and four years in college, which was exactly ten years. After studying hard, she happened to be the most beautiful years in her life. Therefore, she must be free and free to enjoy all the beautiful things in the world, such as wealth and honor, and only then can she live up to her life.

I picked up the other books and found that the words and sentences were written on the cover of each book. The words were different, the fonts were varied, exuding a beautiful and elegant style, which was much more tasteful than the notepad with gold and jade. Jiang Danfeng couldn't put it down and looked through seven or eight books in a row. Finally, he saw a famous saying that she was very familiar with and liked. There were two lines of famous sayings. The first line was in thin gold style, iron painted silver hooks, which were outstanding. The second line was in regular script, which was stable and plain. Compared with the two, it gave people a strong sense of visual impact. So I couldn't help but read it gently: "Either choose loneliness or vulgarity."

"Schopenhauer said that he either chose to be alone or vulgar. I changed his solitude to loneliness, which was used to fool the buyer. In fact, it didn't make sense after the correction, but it just reads a little more rhyme."

Jiang Danfeng looked back and found Du Qiu standing at the door with a file bag, wearing a single-breasted black windbreaker. The simple style and tall figure looked quite handsome. She smiled and said, "I think it's pretty good. Have you read Schopenhauer's book?"

"Lonely people may not be vulgar, and vulgar people may not be lonely." Du Qiu was not interested in discussing Schopenhauer with her. He raised the file bag in his hand and said, "I have four articles that have been roughly translated. Please help me revise the errors and omissions in it."

Jiang Danfeng put several notepads in his hand back into the bookcase, but left the first one and asked, "Did you write the words on this?"

"Um."

"Do you sell these notepads? I want to buy one."

"This is customized by Wenxiu for classmates and friends. If you want to buy it, you have to make it separately." Du Qiu put the file bag on the desk and said, "Ms. Jiang, I'm very anxious. You can take a look at these articles first and estimate how long it will take to revise them all."

Seeing that he had a serious expression, Jiang Danfeng did not dare to delay any further, so he opened the file bag and took out a thick stack of printing paper from it. The article was in duplicate, one in Chinese and the other in English. She compared the two, and then quickly browsed it and separated the four articles and said: "The first article was translated very rigorously, and there were basically no changes. The second article had some minor mistakes, but the problem was not big. The third and fourth articles were relatively long and had many errors. If it was just a mistake in revising the word and grammar, it would take about two or three hours. If the whole article was to be more smooth and smooth, it might take a day."

"Then you can revise the grammar error first. After the correction, I will see if I need further polishing."

"OK."

At this time, Su Wenxiu came back and discussed with Du Qiu about hiring a few more workers. After discussing, Du Qiu said, "Wenxiu, I'm going back to cook. When your brother and Sister Huihui get off work, they will go there directly. What do you want to eat?"

"The last time the fresh shrimp tempura was pretty good, and the fried potato cakes were also good. My brother liked teriyaki chicken legs, and Sister Huihui wanted to eat sushi."

"Forget sushi, it's too cold. The conditions are limited and there is no insulation. After pinching, it will soon become cold. Let's wait until the Spring Festival."

"Whatever, I'll just be able to eat tempura anyway."

Among the four articles, the first one completely copied the original English open source software definition and protocol, the second part copied some English description documents of the open source software, and the third and fourth articles were all translated by translation software, so the most errors and omissions were made. Jiang Danfeng distinguished it in a very short time, which gave Du Qiu confidence in his ability. Before leaving, he paid 400 yuan and said, "Ms. Jiang, although it is a bit simple here, there are all things you should have. You can revise it first. If it is not completed before 6 o'clock, go to my house for a snack with Wenxiu and the others. Don't worry, if it is too late, I will send you home."

Jiang Danfeng completely violated his mother's advice and took the money simply, but returned one and said, "Mr. Du, the first article does not need to be revised. I will not receive any reward without merit."

"Oh well."

After Du Qiu left, Jiang Danfeng took out an exquisite pen from his bag and sat at the desk. While outlining the mistakes in the article, he asked: "Miss Su, can Mr. Du make RB cuisine?"

"You don't have to be so polite. Just call me my name just. It sounds so formal. I'm not used to it." Su Wenxiu moved a chair next to her desk and placed the heater on it so that both of them could keep warm. While she was busy, she said: "Du Qiu has lived in RB for more than ten years and has only been back for a few days. The RB dishes she cooks are very authentic."

"Is he an international student who has studied at RB?"

"No, I just lived in RB." Su Wenxiu said a few vaguely, then picked up a Chinese article and looked at it. She found that it was all professional terms in computers, and she knew each word, but she didn't know what it meant together, so she put it back and asked, "Ms. Jiang, how did you know Du Qiu?"

"You don't have to be so polite, just call my name." Jiang Danfeng looked up and glanced at her and asked, "Didn't Mr. Du tell you?"

"No, he just said he would ask you to translate a few articles."

Jiang Danfeng was a little surprised and a little heartwarming. Heroes save the beauty are worth talking about for many men for a lifetime of glory. Judging from the words just now, Du Qiu and Su Wenxiu are very close, but they did not reveal what happened that night. In this way, this person is either very proud or has ideas about her. No matter which one is, he is happy and he will never have to worry about rumors spreading everywhere in the future.

"I know Mr. Du's sister. I had dinner a few days ago. I talked about translation at the dinner party, so I came here to help."

Su Wenxiu said oh, her eyes turned on Jiang Danfeng, and said nothing more.

Du Qiu naturally didn't know the conversation in the office. He bought some ingredients in the vegetable market near the school and was about to go back to the rental house. At this time, he received a message from Du Chunhua: "Would you like to invite Jiang Danfeng tonight?"

Mom, you are such a gossip...

As early as the second day after he met his parents, Lin Dawei gave Du Qiu a BP machine, but he felt that this thing was too troublesome to use. In 1995, he didn't know a few people at all, so he kept throwing it at home as an alarm clock. After the hero saved the beauty, he was forced to take it with him by Du Chunhua so that he could contact him when he encountered urgent matters. Now he has become a special machine for her to inquire about gossip news. From time to time, he sent a message to harass her. If you ignore it, you will definitely be nagged when you go home at night. If you pay attention, you will have nothing to say. After thinking about it, Du Qiu felt that his mother's nagging was still more terrifying, so he found a telephone booth and called.

"Sister, you send messages randomly during working hours and are not doing your job properly. I want to kill my relatives for the sake of justice and go to your director to complain."

"Brother, you have learned a lot of idioms these days. You have made progress and you even know how to kill your relatives for justice. Haha... I'm going to go to your place to have dinner in the evening, so I'll cook more."

"My place is small, and I can't sit on you, the great god."

"Oh my brother! You are so sad that I'm so sad. I haven't eaten the food you cooked with my own hands since I was so old. I begged for a shameless time, but you actually refused?"

"Did the eel rice you ate last night fall from the sky?" Du Qiu had no choice but to learn from his father, take out his childhood self as a shield, and ask, "What should I do when you are here?"

"Dawei plans to take Jinyan to pay homage to Wang Changan tonight. I don't want to cook at home alone. I'm idle and idle, so I'm going to help you."

"Okay, just come here."

"There is not much work today. You can get off work at about 5 o'clock. I'll be over after work." Du Chunhua restrained his teasing smile and said seriously: "The Su brothers and sisters and Wang Huihui are both good. It is right for you to cook and treat them personally. This makes you feel sincere. Although business is business and favors are favors, many times favors are more useful than interests. You have to do a lot of things to do when you go back to your hometown this time. You can't go back to Yuncheng after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. You can't go to work for at least twenty days. The company depends on their help. Make it more grand at night, don't be too casual."

Mom, you and Dad are both clear about the world, and have a good relationship, and have high emotional intelligence. Why can't you handle the relationship between husband and wife well...

In order to cover up the truth about the broken marriage, you and my dad have performed their own plays, doing their best to play funny things, but you almost never communicate directly with each other, and everything goes through me or Jingyan as the bridge between them. It seems lively, but in fact it is deserted. Do you really think I can't see or understand...

To untie the bell, you must tie the bell. Only grandpa can untie this knot in the world. I hope everything goes well when I return to my hometown during the Spring Festival...

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Note 1: Jiang Yan's original text of "The Poems of Ruan Gong: Ten Years of Learning to Read" is as follows: After ten years of learning to read, Yan Hua is still beautiful. He does not follow the world's people, but fights the east suburbs. He is as wealthy as clouds, and gold and jade are not treasures. Once the pedomen roars, the frost is covered with strong grass. He is often lost and crying and embraces him.
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