Chapter 14 Xiao San came to the door to inquire about Yan
"You, you're divorced?"
Jiang Shen seemed to suspect that he had misheard, and said after a while: "No, you have been married?" β
Wen Yan snorted.
is becoming more and more open about the divorce.
is not like in his previous life, he has always been ashamed to talk about divorce.
Jiang Shen was slightly silent.
"Mr. Jiang, thank you very much for your hospitality tonight."
Wen Yan suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and smiled hard: "I won't cut the cake, if there is nothing else, I will leave first." β
She clenched the editor-in-chief's invitation in her hand: "I will consider this invitation carefully." β
Putting down the cake cutter, she walked around to the other side and left the private room.
When I walked to the front desk, after a slight pause, I left half of the meal money.
"The remaining half, the gentleman in it pays." She said.
It wasn't until she left the store that she was completely relieved.
She was really scared just now.
Her current job is really not guaranteed.
It can almost be regarded as a one-line contact with Jiang Shen, if you make too much trouble with him, it is difficult to guarantee that you will not be put on small shoes.
It's a small thing on the side, and it's not good if it affects the checkout.
With a long breath, Wen Yan went home and took a hot bath, it was rare that he didn't stay up all night as a translator, so he fell into bed and slept in the dark.
When I woke up the next day, it was almost time for lunch.
She sat up, looking a little dazed.
Married for nearly six years, she has never slept until she woke up so late.
Even if you have a cold and fever......
After the divorce, in order to make a living, there is no day when I dare to sleep more.
Later, I got used to it.
Wen Yan thought about it, and couldn't help laughing at himself.
Again, it's sentimental.
After sorting out her emotions, she got up and went to the bathroom to fetch water and wash up.
I went downstairs to the breakfast shop and asked for a bowl of small wontons, and after eating, I began to continue to translate.
It's easy to get tedious at work.
It took Wen Yan about half a month to finally translate all the manuscripts.
Jiang Shen didn't contact her again during this time.
She didn't know if she should take the initiative to contact someone......
After only a little hesitation, she made a quick decision and took a moment to proofread and sort out all the manuscripts.
then sent a message to Jiang Shen to ask him about the delivery.
The time hand kept turning, and Jiang Shen never replied.
Wen Yan dialed a phone call after eight o'clock the next morning.
However, he only beeped twice, and was hung up by the person opposite.
Gritting her teeth, she simply found out the work email address of Sheng Yi's editor-in-chief, randomly went to the Internet cafΓ©, sorted out the manuscript into an electronic version, sent it to the other party's mailbox, and attached the bank account number.
The experience of her previous life made her deeply understand the importance of money.
Only when you have money in your pocket can you stay safe.
The face can be a little thicker occasionally.
Whether she ends up going to Shenghai or not, she has to have some savings to be able to feel at ease.
As for whether the other party will still use her translation, and whether it will settle the settlement on time and according to the price, it can only be left to fate.
After all, she sent an email, and she did her best.
She wasn't a very troubled person, and when the matter was over, she changed her clothes and planned to go downstairs to get something to eat.
As a result, when I went downstairs, I found that the breakfast shop, which was usually open 24 hours a day, closed early before lunch time.
"Is this closed today?" Wen Yan walked over and asked.
The boss and her are also old acquaintances, and when she heard her ask, she couldn't help but smile and said, "Yes, I plan to go back to my hometown in a few days, and I won't do business here for the time being." β
"Don't do it? Are you going to close down in the future? β
The boss nodded: "The old people in the family are not young, and they want to take them over, but they are not happy, not to mention that they are more comfortable living in their hometown, what else can they do when they are children, they can only go along with it." β
Although he said that he complained, the smile on his face could not hide happiness and satisfaction: "I have discussed with my wife, if I buy a house here in the capital, it will inevitably be tight in the future, it is better to go back to my hometown, not only to buy a bigger house, but also to have some remaining money for living expenses." β
"The housing prices in the capital are not too high now, so if you start now, you won't ......lose money in a few years," Wen Yan reminded him.
The boss said honestly: "In the future, which one can say well, it is more important to live a life or be optimistic about the present!" What's more, no matter how much the price of the house rises, it is still real estate, and it can't be resold easily, otherwise the family will not sleep on the street. At that time, I didn't have any cash in my hand, and it was okay to live a tight life, so I could get through it after all. I'm afraid that if I have an accident or get a serious illness like eating money, I won't be able to sell the house until then, and I won't be able to ......."
Wen Yan listened to his words and knew that he had made up his mind, so he didn't say anything more.
"That's ...... too"
She smiled and said: "It's a pity, I still like to eat your small wontons and sesame sauce mixed vegetables, your house will not open in the future, and I don't know where to eat." β
"When I return to my hometown, I will continue to open a store, and if you have a chance to go to Hubei Province, I will invite you to eat!" The boss smiled heartily.
Wen Yan was polite, but he didn't take it seriously.
After a few more nonsense with the boss, she went out to find another small restaurant to eat.
"Shang Qiaobai, I've already said it's not now, why don't you believe it?"
Wen Yan, who had just come out of dinner, heard the sound of someone arguing at the mouth of the alley.
But this voice is still somewhat familiar to her......
Luo Qiaomei's eyes were full of tears, her eyes were red and swollen, and she looked at people with grievances: "I don't know who said something in front of you that slandered me and provoked the relationship between you and me, but you think about it calmly, is it good for me to report you?" β
"Even if the report letter from the school is not yours, what about the newspaper? Isn't it your manuscript? Shang Qiaobai's tone was rarely harsh.
Luo Qiao's eyes flashed with emptiness: "It's not me ......"
"Enough!" Shang Qiaobai brushed away the person's hand, and his tone was disgusted: "You really make me feel disgusting!" I used to think you were simple and naΓ―ve, but in the end I was the one who was really stupid! β
He sneered: "That's right, if it's really simple, how can you do something to destroy people's families and seduce married men!" β
Luo Qiao's face turned pale for a while.
"So what? Do you regret it now? She raised her chin slightly and looked at people stubbornly: "Do you feel that you are very clean and wronged now, do you feel that you are not at fault at all, and you are a complete victim?" β
Shang Qiaobai had a cold face: "Isn't it?" β
"Then you're shameless!" Luo Qiao simply didn't pretend anymore, but Zuo was about to tear his face.
The dead old man of the Shang family made it clear that he would not allow her to enter the door.
Then just make a fortune.
Wen Yan, who overheard the conversation between the two, almost burst out laughing.
In their previous lives, these two people were in and out of pairs, and their love was abnormal.
Everyone admired their talent and beauty, and felt that she deserved to be abandoned, and if she was more interesting, she should take the initiative to give way.
I don't know what's wrong in this life......
She took the initiative to give way, and the two of them didn't look at each other correctly.