The price of the translation of the four news agencies is about the same as that of the translation hall.

Even because most of them are short manuscripts, most of them can get five yuan for more than 1,000 words, which is more suitable.

She didn't speak for a long time, and Liu Shouyi said:

"You are a student, it doesn't matter if you can't come often to live on campus to study, the club can assign you tasks, you can take them back to do, and send them every week."

Liu Shouyi is really optimistic about Lu Miao and wants to keep her.

Lu Miao nodded lightly.

Liu Shouyi thought she had agreed, and as soon as a little smile appeared on her face, Lu Miao said again:

"I need to go back and think about it, and whether I will come or not, I'll come over and say it at the end, at the latest by the weekend."

"Little comrade, are you dissatisfied with the treatment?"

Liu Shouyi's smile faded, frowned and scratched his inch-long head with thick stubble, and continued:

"The price of translation is stipulated by the unified open standards above, and you can't compromise on treatment, but if you don't think it's okay, the company can give you other subsidies, tickets or anything."

Liu Shouyi tried his best to keep it.

Lu Miao shook her head, smiled kindly, and still indicated that she wanted to go back and think about it.

Liu Shouyi had no choice but to nod and send her to the door.

Watching Lu Miao walk away, Liu Shouyi was silent and followed behind.

When he returned to the newspaper office not long after, Liu Shouyi's face was pale.

"Lao Zhou's pig's mouth, if someone comes in the future, don't call him out!"

A veteran employee who worked with him asked:

"President, what's wrong?"

Liu Shouyi sighed, wrinkled his old face, patted his palm with the back of his hand and said:

"What's wrong! I was thinking that there was a good chance that I could leave people behind, but now it's okay, people have gone to the publishing house on the other side of the street! ”

The translation fee is not much different, and he has promised other subsidies here, but the girl still didn't nod her head, saying that she should consider it carefully.

It must be because he was despised by Lao Zhou just now, and he felt that the people on their side were not easy to get along with, and he was unwilling to come!

When the old employee thought about it, he vaguely thought the same thing in his heart.

However, nothing is absolute.

Someone said, "Not necessarily, maybe you want to see the situation at the publishing house?" ”

"I don't think there's too much to worry about this, the task of the publishing house is much heavier than ours here, and the requirements are also high, and the serious translator feels embarrassed, let alone a student?"

"Yes, President, people will definitely come to our side!"

Liu Shouyi heard this, thought about it silently, and felt that it was, and felt that it was, and felt a little more steady.

"Then let's wait and see."

……

On the other side, in the publishing house.

After mutual introductions and brief understanding, Lu Miao sat down in a corner of the hall.

Holding the handwritten manuscript given by the publisher, the translation test began on the spot again.

The handwriting is densely written, and it takes a lot of time to look at it.

Lu Miao tried to distinguish every sentence and treat it seriously at a normal level.

The young girl had a beautiful and clean face, and was wearing a light blue-green gown with a slightly thin waist, and black trousers.

The end is to sit there, and it is a beautiful scenery.

Not to mention that her back is straight, and her standard sitting posture is almost at a right angle and her serious expression is even more attractive.

Several young comrades from the publishing house passed by, and they all stopped at the corner of the stairs to take a look.

Three pages of handwritten manuscript, nearly 5,000 words, Lu Miao hurried to finish it before seven o'clock.

When the translation was handed in, she turned her eyes to the floor, and she felt dizzy, and felt that the floor was full of scribbled words.

"Okay, I've already received your manuscript, let's go back today."

The person in charge, Zhao Ming, flipped through her translation and nodded with satisfaction:

"It takes a little time for approval, if you have time on the weekend, you can come over again, and if you don't have time, you can leave your address, whether you pass or not, the club will notify you."

The specifications of the publishing house are much larger than those of the four newspapers, and the post system is more complex.

Everything pays attention to the number of roads that are handed up layer by layer and business.

Lu Miao had no objection, nodded, and bowed modestly.

After that, I rubbed my sore wrists and went out to wait for the bus.

I'm really tired today.

I haven't stopped when I got up early in the morning, and my aunt came.

I can't think about this, when I think of my aunt, my stomach is also a little swollen, and my waist is starting to ache.

Lu Miao ran out of strength, took the bus to Qingta Hutong, and walked back all the way.

The time was close to eight o'clock, and Fu Jingyou had already returned.

Lu Miao was not at home, Fu Jingyou asked Tang Mei where the people had gone, but Tang Mei couldn't say.

Fu Jingyou held the child and kept squatting at the entrance of the alley in front of the door.

Seeing her come back, Fu Jingyou immediately greeted her.

"Miao Miao!"

Erbao saw his mother and reached out to hug him.

Lu Miao wilted and waved her hand, not having the strength to hug it.

"Where have you been? Why are you only coming back now? ”

The sky was dark, and he was worried for a while, and he didn't know where to go if he wanted to go out to find it.

"I'll go back first, I'm tired."

"Okay."

Fu Jingyou hugged his daughter in one hand and supported his daughter-in-law in the other hand to walk into the courtyard.

In the hall, Tang Mei saw people coming and going, and quickly got up and said:

"I'm going to heat it up!"

Lu Miao only had one breath left and went to the toilet.

When I went back to the house, I lay on the kang and didn't move.

Fu Jingyou sat on the edge of the kang and whispered to her:

"Miao Miao, get up and eat after a while."

Lu Miao turned around and turned her back to him, "I don't want to eat." ”

Fu Jingyou was silent, put down her daughter, patted her on the head, and asked her to go out to play with her brother.

Then he sat down in the kang and continued to lower his voice gently:

"Are you still angry? I promise, never again, okay......"

"Nope."

Lu Miao wilted and interrupted him, turned around, one eye hidden in the pillow, and the other eye squinted slightly to look at him.

Her little hand hooked his hand on the kang and scratched it mischievously:

"Brother You, I want to drink soda."

Fu Jingyou shook his head: "No, I'll drink it in a few days." ”

"I just want to drink it today."

Fu Jingyou still shook his head.

Lu Miao knew that he must have known something.

After going down to the kang to look at the door, it was really empty.

She pouted, "It's not too bad." ”

Fu Jingyou looked at her and said:

"If you can wash me with sweat, I can't wash you with blood? Just do a laundry, what's the bad luck with this? ”

The privacy of things makes Tang Meixi a little unreasonable.

It's like the pants he wears.

Usually he either washes it himself, or his daughter-in-law washes him.

The daughter-in-law's things must also be the most suitable for him to wash.

Fu Jingyou's answer hit Lu Miao's heart.

Lu Miao smiled slightly, and her mood was slightly better.

"I'm not going to take a shower today, you give me some hot water, I'll wipe it and soak my feet."

"I'll get it after eating."

Lu Miao shook her head, "I'm really tired today, I can't eat." ”

Fu Jingyou saw her tiredness, touched her little face and sighed:

"Then I'll ask my little aunt to keep one, and if you're hungry at night, I'll give you another heat?"

Lu Miao nodded her chin.

Fu Jingyou immediately went to do it.