the blazing sun scorched the earth, and there were no crowded people on the spacious sidewalk. There were only twos and threes, or holding umbrellas, sweating fast on the bleached bricks, or wiping the sweat on your forehead, hiding in the shadow of the bus stop, looking forward to the early arrival of the bus like a big iron can, although it was still difficult to get on like sardine, But at least there was a cool breeze in the car.

A taxi came and stopped at the roadside. Yang Guo opened the door, held up his umbrella and walked down with Qiqi in his arms. The driver opened the front window near the roadside, pointed to the outside and said to Yang Guo, "just walk in along this road!"

Yang Guo looked and said with a smile, "OK, thank you, master!" He pulled the folded baby stroller out of the car and then fastened the door.

The taxi drove away. Yang Guo held a big umbrella, unfolded the baby stroller, and after holding Qiqi in, the ceiling also pulled down, like a big cover, covering the whole car in its shadow. At this time, Yang Guo pushed the car to the road with satisfaction.

Walking dozens of meters into the path, Yang Guo was surprised to find that this is a new world. Although there are no flowing water or beauties holding oil paper umbrellas in the small steps of bluestone and ordinary lanes, there are towering trees standing in all courtyards here, whose crowns are like a canopy, covering the sun and leaving a cool place. The rich green and mottled light spots interweave into a quiet and elegant picture.

Most of the people walking in the meantime are old, but they are still elegant and neatly dressed. Some seem to be friends for many years. When they meet on the road, they greet warmly, and some stumble, but they look happy and walk slowly, but they won't be anxious about it.

This is an alley different from Yangcheng, a fast-paced metropolis. For such a leisurely and elegant place, Yang Guo has a trance feeling of crossing into the literate water town of the south of the Yangtze River. But listen carefully, and the unique charm of Cantonese rises and falls during it. There is no trace of Jiangnan Wu Nong's soft voice. Only then can Yang Guo confirm that he is not lost.

Walking 200 meters forward, Yang Guo saw his destination this time - Mudu teahouse. The teahouse is decorated in an antique and completely wooden structure. Even the plaque is also composed of four traditional characters of "Mu Du Liu Xiang". Looking from a distance, there are some smoke burning old traces, which seem to be years old.

Yang Guo, who has read a lot of books, knows something about the word "Mudu". Mudu was originally the name of an ancient town. At the end of the spring and Autumn period, in order to win the favor of Xishi beauty, fuchai, king of Wu, deliberately built a large-scale construction on Lingyan mountain. Timber was transported from all directions. The river Gangdu at the foot of the mountain was blocked, so there was the allusion of "building blocks blocking the desecration", and the name of the town came from this. Yang Guo guessed that the word "lingering fragrance" should be related to beauty beauty. Does it mean that tea is as fragrant as beauty? With this name, maybe the owner of the teahouse has something to do with the ancient town of "the most beautiful south of the Yangtze River".

Square stone steps, decorated with soft moss, although some wet, but will not make people feel slippery autumn. The simple old people from all directions all raised their trouser legs and walked lightly up the eight steps, smiling, as if they had returned to their hometown.

Yang Guo picked up Qiqi, lifted the baby cart in one hand, walked briskly through the steps, and then put her back in the car again, pushing her into the teahouse.

Just over the threshold, a waiter, no, should be called a waiter here, greeted him with a smile. He was wearing a green jacket, with a towel on his shoulder, half bent over, stretched out his hand and said, "my guest, please come inside!"

Yang Guo nodded and secretly praised the service of the teahouse as he walked forward.

He asked, "my guest, how many of you? Have you booked a table in advance?"

"I'm looking for Mr. Yao Dehua. Has he arrived?" Yang Guo said.

Today, when he came to the teahouse, it was not Liu Suqin who arranged a blind date for him, but yaodehua, the vice president of Xinda company, called to ask him out to talk about something. Yang Guo felt very fresh about this. He originally thought that Xinda company would always hide behind the Internet and just be a platform for translators' mercenaries to send tasks! Since the boss of the place where he made money sincerely invited him, Yang Guo also readily agreed, so there was today's party.

"Mr. Yao has arrived. Please follow me, my guest." The waiter led the way with a smile.

On the second floor, in a position close to the railing, a middle-aged fat man with Mediterranean hair style saw it, stood up with a smile, stretched out his hand to Yang Guo, and said, "you must be Mr. Yang Guo Yang! Hello, my man Yao Dehua."

"Hello, President Yao." Although Yao Dehua's intention has not been very clear, Yang Guo's first impression of Yao Dehua is still good. As the vice president of a large company, it is really rare to be able to be so kind and respectful. Yang Guo also walked forward with a smile and shook hands with him.

Yao Dehua asked Yang Guo to sit down and ordered tea and snacks with the waiter. After sending the waiter away, he laughed with Yang Guo and said, "Mr. Yang, I guess you must be wondering why I asked you to come out?"

Yang Guo nodded.

"Before that, I want to briefly introduce myself to you," Yao Dehua said. "You should have known my position. At present, I am the deputy general manager of Xinda group, and the general manager is my brother. Xinda group can be said to be a family business, and I also have certain shares in the company.

The translation market of Xinda can be said to have been developed by me and managed by me over the years. And after more than ten years of development, we are ready to establish Xinda Translation Company in the second half of this year, as an independent subsidiary of Xinda group. In the future, the translation market will be operated by Xinda translation company. Xinda group will no longer interfere with the management and strategy of the new company, and I will also become the general manager of the new company. "

Yang Guo looked at him vaguely. What did he say to himself? Yang Guo had to smile and say, "Congratulations, President Yao."

"Haha, don't think what I said has nothing to do with you." Yao Dehua laughed, and he gave Yang Guo a brief talk about how he helped him complete the military order. Because of Yang Guo, he won the time to spread the translation market outside Guangdong Province. Xinda translation company was successfully established, and Yang Guo really played a big role.

Yang Guo asked strangely, "Mr. Yao, are you coming to thank me? I really can't stand this. If I can help you, it can only be said that I planted willows unintentionally. But you don't know that if it weren't for the place where you found to make money at that time, our father and daughter were almost out of ammunition. Speaking of it, we have to thank you!"

"Mr. Yang, you really deserve to be born in foreign trade and can talk. In that case, don't say thank you or not. Remember the kindness in your heart, haha! We are also destined to have a drink and taste the tea in this teahouse. This is a wonderful place that people in old Yangcheng may not know!" Yao Dehua laughed.

Yang Guo picked up the tea bowl and drank a sip of tea. At the entrance, he felt the fragrance was rich, and the tea soup was sweet and refreshing to relieve the summer heat. It was really not a treasure that ordinary clubs could drink. No wonder Yao Dehua, such a big boss, would choose this place to meet him.

"It's really good! Is this tea Biluochun?" Yang Guo said in surprise.

"Haha, Mr. Yang used to be a person who knows tea, and he tasted it with a sip. Yes, this is the authentic Dongting Biluochun. Even the water for making tea is also the water from a clear spring on Baiyun Mountain in the morning." Yao Dehua had some tea to meet his bosom friend's joy, and he introduced it to Yang Guo in detail.

Yang Guo said with a smile, "President Yao, since we are so congenial, don't call me Mr. Yang, just call me Yang Guo or Xiao Yang."

"Well, then I'll ask you to shout Xiao Yang. Don't call me president Yao. How strange is it? Just call me brother Yao." Yao Dehua laughed.

"Brother Yao." Yang Guoying said.

"Since you call me brother Yao, I won't beat around the bush with you anymore. I also like to talk straight. This time, I mainly invite you to join my new company." Yao Dehua said straightly.

In fact, Yao Dehua had the idea of inviting Yang Guo to join long ago. However, at that time, he had been busy laying out the market outside Guangdong Province, and the company had enough gold medal translators, so he put it on hold for the time being.

In recent weeks, the whole chessboard has been lined up, leaving only the final start and brutal market competition. At this time, he received a report from the translation department. At present, Yang Guo, the most powerful gold medal translator in the company, has a new situation - he actually began the task of translating French and German!

Most of the language learners will not only master a foreign language, as are several gold medal translators in the translation department. They also master other languages in addition to English. However, there is no mistake in this sentence. Except Wu pingze, the second foreign language level of others can only reach the level of silver medal. Therefore, in terms of small languages, the translation department also has special gold medal translators in charge of each small language, but there are relatively few talents in small languages.

According to the feedback from the gold medal translators of small languages who reviewed Yang Guo, they actually paid homage to Yang Guo's translation. It can be seen that Yang Guo has reached a high level in French and German!

How can Yao Dehua sit firmly on the Diaoyutai as a translator who has demonstrated a high standard not only in the field of English, but also in the field of two small languages, and is so young that he is almost destined to become a great master in the future? Even though he is rich, Yao Dehua is willing to put down his stature to make friends with Yang Guo. Of course, it would be better to recruit the master into his command before he grows up.

Yao Dehua offered Yang Guo extremely generous conditions: the position of deputy manager of the Translation Department of the new company, in charge of all translators of small language categories, with an annual salary of 600000. Understand that the annual salary mentioned here is paid by the company, and the money Yang Guo earns by doing tasks is not included. In other words, as long as Yang Guo does a good job in daily management and sometimes needs to do the review and training of gold medal translators, he can make more money during working hours.

Yao Dehua also explained to Yang Guo that the reason why he only offered the position of deputy manager was mainly because Wu pingze was relatively old in the company. When Yang Guo just came in, Yao Dehua couldn't give a higher position than Wu pingze. But he promised that if Yang Guo could make greater contributions to the rapid development of the company, it would be appropriate to become the head of the translation department in the future.

With that said, Yao Dehua looked forward to Yang Guo. There was tension and hope in his eyes. He held the bowl of tea in his hand for a long time. The tea was cold, but he didn't mean to drink it.

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