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Chapter 300 The Pretty Widow 18

After a meaningful New Year, Chu Yuan took his two children and Xia Yu back to East City.

After a holiday, Xiang Song and Xiang Bai had become familiar with the children in the village. When they parted, both sides were so reluctant to leave that they almost burst into tears.

The friendship in childhood is the most precious. It is a kind of communication based on sincerity regardless of status.

However, no matter how reluctant we are, separation will eventually come, because Xiangsong is going to start school.

The workers' primary school that Xiang Song attended was specially set up for workers from nearby factories. So after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the workers returned to work and the workers' primary school also started at the same time.

On the first day of the new semester, the whole family still went out to send Xiangsong to school. Although the school was only a few hundred meters away from home, the sense of ceremony still had to be maintained.

After sending the children back, Chu Yuan went to the bookstore on the way.

The last time she went to pick up a new book, the bookstore owner said that there was a complex manuscript that needed to be translated, which happened to be related to mechanics. The price was ten yuan per thousand words, so Chu Yuan took it over.

Now it was time to submit the manuscript, so Chu Yuan took his translation manuscript with him when he went out.

Chu Yuan was familiar with the process as he had submitted a manuscript once before. The translated manuscript still needed to be reviewed before his salary could be settled.

So as usual, after putting down her things, she prepared to go shopping in the bookstore to see if there were any new children's books that she could buy for her two children.

"Miss Chu, please wait a moment," the middle-aged man who had met Chu Yuan in the bookstore before called out to her, "This manuscript was sent from somewhere else for translation, so the review also needs to be done in person. Would it be convenient for you to meet with the person who provided this manuscript?"

Chu Yuan didn't expect that the review of professional manuscripts would be so complicated, but considering the price of ten yuan per thousand words, she nodded and said, "Okay."

While translating, she roughly counted and found that the manuscript was about 20,000 words. If it successfully passed the review, she would be able to earn more than 200 yuan.

It only took her three days to translate the manuscript and she earned two hundred yuan in three days. It was totally worth it!

"Okay, I'll call them now and ask them to send someone to pick you up."

Chu Yuan was confused after hearing this: "Pick me up? You mean I have to take my manuscript to meet him, right?"

Zheng Jianming smiled naively: "Yes, it is a bit inconvenient for that person to travel, so..."

Inconvenient? Chu Yuan couldn't help but imagine that she was not going to meet an important person because of translating a manuscript. It was very likely that he was an expert whose identity needed to be kept secret.

But experts of this level shouldn't need to look for translators in bookstores, right? People of that level have access to resources that ordinary people like them can never imagine.

Chu Yuan didn't come to his senses until a military vehicle stopped in front of the Xinhua Bookstore.

"Jianming, Mr. Wen sent us to pick someone up."

The tone in which these two people spoke to Zheng Jianming was somewhat familiar, and it seemed that they had dealt with each other many times.

Seeing the military uniforms on them, Chu Yuan felt relieved. Soldiers of this era are still trustworthy and are a group of very lovely people.

The person who can make them work for him must be a special talent of the country, maybe a big shot in the field of machinery.

Sitting in a military vehicle and turning left and right in the city, Chu Yuan arrived at the door of a small detached villa.

"Miss Chu, please."

Chu Yuan followed the guard in, sat on the sofa and waited obediently, while imagining what would happen in a moment.

An expert of this level should be a grandfather or an uncle. How should I address him? I should call him Mr. Wen like the two soldiers.

But when she saw the elegant man being pushed out, she was so shocked that she couldn't say anything.

This expert...

The first thing Chu Yuan noticed when he saw him was the empty trouser leg.

Yes, he lost a leg.

Then he met those empty pupils.

His eyes cannot see.

Chu Yuan tried his best to conceal his shock and greeted the other party in a very calm voice: "Hello Mr. Wen, I am Chu Yuan who is responsible for translating this manuscript."

"Hello, Miss Chu. I'm sorry, I can't see. Could you please read the translation of one of the passages for me?"

"Of course." Chu Yuan randomly opened a page and started reading from the first paragraph.

But she was interrupted not long into reading.

"That's enough. Miss Chu's translation skills are very good. Unfortunately, I am a little tired now and can't listen to Miss Chu's reading. I will let Assistant Wang next to me talk to you about the rest."

He nodded slightly to a man in black next to him, and then was pushed back into the room.

The man in black sat down opposite Chu Yuan and said, "Hello, Miss Chu. I am Mr. Wen's assistant, Wang Yang. Actually, this document is just a test. Mr. Wen originally wanted to hire a personal translator. I wonder if Miss Chu is interested in this?"

Portable? Translation? On-call 24 hours a day?

Chu Yuan shook his head: "Sorry, I have two children to take care of at home, so I may not be able to take on this job."

Wang Yang was a little surprised: "I didn't expect Miss Chu to look so young and already have two children."

Chu Yuan did not explain. She really had no interest in this job, so it was okay for the other party to misunderstand her.

However, Wang Yang obviously did not give up: "It's easy to work with Mr. Wen, and it won't interfere with Miss Chu's taking care of the children.

In fact, Mr. Wen’s physical condition is far more serious than what you just saw. He is only awake for about two hours a day.

So you just need to complete the translation task he assigns to you and stay with him within these two hours. You can use the rest of the time as you like. "

Chu Yuan frowned slightly. No wonder the gentleman’s tone just now sounded strange. Did he sleep most of the time?

What kind of disease could turn a healthy person into this? This aroused Chu Yuan's curiosity.

There's no way around it. It's a doctor's occupational disease that when they see a patient, they want to find out his condition.

Chu Yuan tentatively raised his question: "Is Mr. Wen ill?"

Wang Yang shook his head: "I can't reveal too much about Mr. Wen. I can only tell you that his life has entered the countdown. Now he is just holding on and wants to do more for the country. I hope Miss Chu will consider it carefully."

Mr. Wen looks no more than 30 years old. Is he actually reaching the end of his life?

Chu Yuan felt a little reluctant, and always felt that someone like Mr. Wen should not end up dying young.