Chapter 392: Coming to the Door (5 more)
"There's no way, who made the Beijing Foreign Language School so good, it is full of top foreign language talents, and it is very popular, but I heard that there will be fifteen yuan for one trip, which means that you can get fifteen yuan in one day." Su Zhenzhen said with envy.
He Cuiying and Shen Jiarong both gasped after listening to Su Zhenzhen's words, how did they know that the salary of this profession was so high.
Shen Jiarong was envious: "That is to say, I have half a month's salary from my parents in one day, you must know that my parents are front-line workers, and they only work hard for twenty or thirty yuan a month, which is really more popular than people." β
He Cuiying's eyes widened in disbelief, and she said innocently: "You just said that it was just a day?" Fifteen dollars a day? I thought it would take a long time, so why did that person regret it? What a good job, it's too greedy to regret doubling the salary at such a high salary. β
Su Zhenzhen wanted to roll her eyes when she heard He Cuiying's words, she was speechless, she felt that what she said was always so naΓ―ve, and it was all nonsense, if it wasn't for a dormitory, if it weren't for Qingmiao's frequent contact with them, she wouldn't have interacted with people at this level.
However, she disliked He Cuiying in her heart, and said patiently: "It's not that people have the confidence, the waist is stiff, believe it or not, he mentioned thirty yuan, as long as the irascible man just now doesn't want to smash his job, he still has to do it." I have heard of Beijing University of Foreign Languages for a long time, and the Kochi talents in it are more arrogant than the other, after all, this kind of foreign language talents are rare, and many people ask for it. β
He Cuiying and Shen Jiarong were stunned when they heard this, and they were almost dying of envy, in their eyes, they always thought that entering the factory as a worker was the best job, so they wanted to have this kind of job.
Most of the people in this era have the idea of He Cuiying and Shen Jiarong, and they all think that entering the factory is the best job.
"Zhenzhen, the school is so powerful, why don't you go there?" Shen Jiarong asked, if she knew, she would definitely go to that school.
"You don't want to, but I really don't know that kind of bird language, and it's hard to learn it." Su Zhenzhen was also taken by her father to Beijing University of Foreign Languages, and she listened to her big head.
Shen Jiarong and He Cuiying suddenly realized.
Zhou Qingmiao listened to Su Zhenzhen's popular science and thought thoughtfully.
"Seedlings, what do you want? Didn't speak. Su Zhenzhen noticed Zhou Qingmiao's strangeness.
Zhou Qingmiao smiled: "It's okay, I just think translation is really a good job." "Her route is not wrong, this Yan Daxin has opened an English course, and when the time comes, she will choose another foreign language, which can be regarded as having a source.
"It's not, but learning this foreign language is really talented, and I've heard that many people who go to Beijing Foreign Language have not learned it well, and they are not good." Su Zhenzhen thought that Qingmiao was also envious, so she said.
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When Zhou Qingmiao was halfway through class in the afternoon, she felt as if someone was staring at her outside the door, and she looked up to see no one, and then, after a while, she didn't expect to be called to the office by Teacher Sun, and Teacher Sun looked at Zhou Qingmiao with a strange look on the way.
"BIBS, do you know Wang Guangqin, a professor in the English Department?"
Zhou Qingmiao was confused and shook his head: "I don't know." β
"That's weird, what is he looking for you for?" Teacher Sun muttered.
(End of chapter)