The sky is dark, the lights are hesitating, the interchange is everywhere, and the traffic is like a dragon.

Hao Meng looked out the window in a daze.

I don’t know when, the high sky seems to be within reach, and is covered with depressing black clouds all year round. Not to mention sunny days, even rain, snow, wind and frost are rare, and there is only the haze that never fades away.

He looked at the complicated English-translated novel "Hundred Years of Solitude".

can't read.

Nine years of compulsory education, twenty-six English letters knew him, but he couldn't recognize them all, let alone combine them.

The books were bought casually downstairs. I wasted this money was not to pretend to be a cultural person. It was really something he encountered incomprehensible.

The young man took out a watch from his pocket.

Two wristbands plus a square screen in the middle.

It won't light up.

Hao Meng couldn't find the battery or where the charging port was.

This was picked up by him three days ago on the way home from get off work.

The young man put on his watch, and the needle sensation flashed through his head, but the words like books in front of him suddenly turned into Chinese that he was particularly familiar with.

"As many years later, Captain Aureliano stood in front of the firing squad and would definitely remember the distant afternoon when his father took him to visit the ice..."

Hao Meng's brows were almost twisted.

He took off his watch.

Another pile of English letters connected together.

Since he picked up this watch, he was surprised to find that as long as he held the watch, he could understand and hear various words and languages ​​clearly!

At the same time, the words he said will automatically be transformed into the native language or dialect of the current conversation person!

Even foreign friends were amazed at his pure accent!

Unbelievable!

Just as Hao Meng frowned and thought, the door opened, and the bright and charming beautiful woman shouted: "Hao Meng! It's time to eat."

"Okay, here we come." Hao Meng responded.

Her name is Qiao Yin.

The two are childhood sweethearts. Hao Meng is three years older than her. When Qiao Yin was 8 years old, his family went out for a trip but had a car accident. Only Qiao Yin survived by chance. Hao Meng's parents saw that she was helpless and took care of her. When they became an adult, they came to this city to settle down.

Today, Qiao Yin wore a turtle-necked white knitted sweater, a suit with wide-leg pants, which was clean and clean. The loose clothes outlined graceful curves on her body. The heavy scenery on her chest was heart-warming. She picked up a chopstick of fish for Hao Meng and brewed the words, "Hao Meng, the company wants to arrange for me to go abroad for a business trip tomorrow, about a month."

"On a business trip?" Hao Meng, who was still thinking about the watch in his mind, came back to his senses and frowned slightly, "I said that your company is unreliable. Now the international situation is tense, and it is no longer as usual. The exit procedures are extremely complicated and troublesome. You..."

Qiao Yin reached out to smooth out Hao Meng's brows and said softly: "Finance, rice, oil, salt, water, electricity, rent, and various expenses. More income is always good. Besides, I have been graduating from university for half a year. Do you really plan to make me a housewife so early?"

Hao Meng wanted to speak but stopped.

Disputes among countries on earth have become increasingly fierce. Many small and medium-sized countries have even been closed for alert. Many foreign trade has been stopped. It is difficult to get a visa now.

Qiao Yin held his cheek with a grievance, "I don't want to be a canary you keep in a cage, I also want to go out and make a fuss."

Hao Meng glanced at her.

The woman complained: "It's all your fault. Although she used to be an empty body, she was dragging a rich soul at least. Now her body is often filled, but her soul is much empty."

Hao Meng rolled his eyes and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, be careful when you go out and be careful. Call me if you have something to do."

The woman who succeeded in her goal immediately smiled.

A night passed in a flash.

Hao Meng sent Qiao Yin to the airport and turned around and left.

Today is the weekend, and Hao Meng drove around the city aimlessly to relax.

In recent years, technology has become more and more developed, with traffic and high-rise buildings. The most conspicuous thing is the huge coal stoves that can be seen everywhere. The domestic obsession with power generation has reached a morbidity. According to relevant people, the current power supply scale is so large that it only takes one tenth to maintain the demand of the entire city. Where did the remaining huge power go?

There are rumors and speculations, and there are all kinds of statements.

Hao Meng was not concerned about this. It was noon that he had been thinking complicatedly and accidentally saw a huge sign on the top of the office building next to the road.

Revitalize the translation agency!

Hao Meng stopped the car and took out his watch from his pocket.

"Why don't you try it?" Hao Meng was thinking.

I picked up such a watch that can translate various languages, so it would be too wasteful to be idle!

You don’t make a bastard if you have money!

Since he was young, Hao Meng has had a lofty ideal.

In this life, I earn a small goal from the mouth of boss Wang, and then in this era when the God of Wealth is in charge of marriage, I will marry six wives!

As for why there are six, of course I took a day off every week. I used to think it was Taoyuan Cave, but later I found out that it was a calf in the coffin. Besides, even the cattle on the plowing land had to take a break, right?

He immediately got off the car with his watch and went straight to the top floor. He followed the guidance of the girl at the front desk to the recruitment room.

There were seven or eight people standing outside the house, all of whom were here to apply for the job. Looking through the huge floor-to-ceiling window, there were still many people in the house doing oral examinations and translations on the spot. At the end was a huge desk filled with manuscripts and books, and behind it was a delicate woman wearing glasses. She should be Chu Xiaoxiao, the beauty editor-in-chief at the front desk.

Hao Meng listened to the number plate and walked into the house quickly after it was his turn.

The woman looked up and continued to look down at the manuscript, "Sit down, where to graduate? Which languages ​​do you know? What level of certificates?"

Hao Meng was stunned.

not good!

On a whim, he forgot to prepare the answers to these basic questions!

"I...I graduated from Dajiang Vocational and Technical School in City A. The languages ​​I know include English, French, and Russian..."

Before Hao Meng finished speaking, the woman frowned slightly, did she graduate from the technical school?

She looked at the former young man and said in confusion: "Do you have a certificate? What level?"

The young man was speechless.

What level?

He has been dying in his life and has heard people say something wrong with CET 4 and CET 6. He doesn’t know what CET 4 and CET 6 mean!

Everyone looked at them in surprise.

A person who came to apply for a translator couldn't even tell the certificate of several levels, and he graduated from the famous pheasant university in City A.

Editor-in-chief Chu shook his head and said lightly: "Sorry, please prepare the relevant materials and resumes first before coming."

Hao Meng tried his best to organize the appropriate wording and explained: "I can indeed translate a lot of words. Why don't you choose a text template for me? Let me give it a try?"

There was a burst of laughter around and everyone was happy.

Where can anyone ask others to choose language templates? Could it be that he is a computer-click reader? He is proficient in various languages ​​around the world?

The woman pushed her glasses and said coldly: "Sir, we only recruit people with relevant work experience here. Please leave and don't waste everyone's time."

Hao Meng seemed particularly embarrassed. Seeing the woman's increasingly ugly face, he could only get up in disappointment and prepare to leave. He thought that when he found the next translation company later, he had to prepare these most basic application knowledge first.

Or take a certificate first?

Chu Xiaoxiao withdrew her gaze and muttered: "It's inexplicable."

The other candidates were also laughing, "Good guy, I just don't know anything, but the key is that I still have the confidence to be confused and have a series of languages, so you should come up with a certificate."

Just this, how dare you tell others to choose translation templates?

Hao Meng was just walking to the door and was squeezed away by a fat man. He rushed into the room and cursed: "Idiot! Lao Sun is an idiot! Come back from a messy business! This is a fucking Navajo language. Where can I find someone to translate for him?"

The fat man slapped the manuscript on the table, "Chu Xiaoxiao! Hurry up! Find a way! See if you can find someone who can speak Navajo!"

The beauty editor was stunned and said in surprise, "Navajo? Because the legend is too complicated, it was used as a password by the beautiful military in the Pacific War and the language used by the Nandemen language in the radio?"

The middle-aged fat man was so angry that his flesh shook, "It's the one hell! The Pacific War has ended, and the Sakura Kingdom has not been able to decipher the Navajo cryptographic system. Just this tricky thing, Lao Sun's idiot actually got it back! He also signed a month's translation time limit!"

Half of his body appeared at the door, and the man whispered: "There is nothing I can do, I don't want to answer, but the foreigner gave too much..."

The fat man picked up the notebook at hand and smashed it over, cursing in his local dialect.

The people on the entire floor calmed down and then continued to work as they were used to.

Hao Meng, who was hiding aside, listened to the familiar roaring national curse, and couldn't help but sigh that the fat man's vocabulary was profound and vast.

The fat man finally let the man go, turned his head and gritted his teeth, "Risk the price! 500 thousand words! No, 1 thousand words per thousand! If not, 200 thousand words, 200 thousand words! You must not smash the sign!"

"I'll do my best."

Chu Xiaoxiao looked embarrassed.

It is said that only 170,000 people in the world are using this language!

Where can I find someone to go there for a while?

Chu Xiaoxiao glanced at the many recruiters in the house, and with the perfunctory attitude of the boss, he asked casually: "Are there anyone who knows Navajo? Thousand words 2,000, no direct interview recruitment."
To be continued...