when he made an appointment to play basketball with the school team of Guangdong University of technology, Yang Guo was looking forward to the weekend. Even when he went out to exercise in the morning, he took his basketball to play for two rounds, which made him feel like sharpening his knife to pigs and sheep.

However, before the weekend, he received a call from Yeeyan. It was the customer service sister of Yeeyan last time.

When answering the phone, Yang Guo's heart jumped wildly!

"Mr. Yang Guo, first of all, Congratulations, you have successfully passed our last round of assessment." The voice of the customer service sister was also very excited. Speaking of this, she paused, but Yang Guo had fallen into ecstasy.

Is it really successful? Yang Guo couldn't believe his ears.

Because although his translation ability is among the best in Xinda company, after all, he has not translated any book, and his works have never been tested by the market. Unexpectedly, he passed the three passes and killed hundreds of people, and successfully became the translator of Qiao jiaozhu's biography?

It's amazing! Although Yang Guo is very confident in his ability, he feels so good to be recognized by others at the moment!

This is probably the closest he came to his idol? Yang Guo doesn't know what to say.

The customer service sister then said, "that is to say, you are elected as one of the translators of our biography of jobs. Next, we need you to sign a translation contract with us and re sign a confidentiality contract..."

"Wait, please wait," Yang Guo interrupted the customer service sister. His eyebrows frowned and asked suspiciously, "no, were you one of the translators just now? Were there any other translators elected besides me?"

The customer service sister flipped the form in her hand and replied, "yes, Mr. Yang Guo, there are four translators elected. Do you have any questions about this result?"

Of course! Yang Guo roared in his heart.

It's not just a single translator. What's the matter with four translators in a book?

What Yang Guo doesn't believe most is team translation! I used to do similar projects when I was in college. Several people translated a material together. As a result, I saw the expression when the teacher gave the score. It was really reluctantly! In retrospect, that translation can really be thrown into the water.

The first problem of team translation is that the level of several people working together will be uneven, so there will be a big gap in the translated version after the summary. Of course, this time there are so many people for Dongxin publishing house and yiyan.com to choose, probably there will not be a big gap.

Secondly, each translator's translation style is different. Some people like to be frank, while others like to be literary and green; Some people like to change the style of the original text, while others like to follow the author's expression; Some people have a strong translation accent when translating, but others like to use our easy to understand language style when translating, and so on, there are many. These differences are common, which is not only caused by different language education, but also related to everyone's preferences.

Perhaps the translators who have worked together for many times can achieve similar styles, but this time all the four translators don't know each other, and Yang Guo doesn't know anything about them. It's conceivable that the translated book will come out at that time. Readers will certainly feel that this book is written by four authors?

Yang Guo asked suspiciously, "Why are there so many four?"

The customer service sister explained, "because this book needs a lot of words to be translated, and the time is relatively urgent, it needs the cooperation of multiple translators to complete."

"That won't work," Yang Guo shook his head. "Can't I turn it alone? My translation speed is very fast."

"Er, I'm sorry, Mr. Yang Guo, I have no right to make such a decision. This project is really important, and we can't afford to be careless. You can think again. In fact, the four person translation is also very good. You don't have to work so hard. How fulfilling it is for everyone to work together to complete such a book that is destined to attract the attention of the people all over the country! Right?" The customer service sister is trying to persuade Yang Guo.

Yang Guo hesitated for a while, but he still couldn't convince himself. He said to the customer service sister, "well, report to the above and tell me my thoughts. I think such a good book, translated by four people together, is likely to end up with unsatisfactory results. If they finally decide to use four people, I'm willing to quit this project, although this project is really important to me."

After putting down the phone, Yang Guo lay on the sofa and sighed. If he couldn't do his best, he didn't want to participate in it and become a member of destroying it.

Yang Guo didn't know how much controversy his call caused in Dongxin publishing house. Several chief editors and deputy chief editors even slapped the table and quarreled. These things happened thousands of miles away. Yang Guo only knew that the next morning, after exercising and buying breakfast, a woman stood at the door of his house.

A very handsome woman!

At the age of twenty-five or six, his bangs are thin and short hair, his face is clean and flawless, his facial features with a little makeup look a little delicate, and his dress is also very fashionable. The black leather coat and tight jeans are particularly personalized.

At first glance, it is the representative of urban trend women! Beautiful in front of her has been ashamed, the word "handsome" to describe boys is even more appropriate.

However, such a woman Yang Guo has never seen, standing at the door of her home with a GI bag in one hand and a trolley case in the other, what is she doing?

Yang Guo looked at her in confusion, carrying porridge and steamed stuffed buns and holding a basketball.

The woman took a wary look at Yang Guo, then put down her suitcase with her right hand, took out her iPhone from her bag, lit up the screen and looked through it.

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?" Yang Guo scratched his hair wet with sweat and asked.

"This is room 503, building 13, Jinli community apartment, right?" Her accent is full of Beijing flavor.

"Yes! My home." Yang Guo nodded and said.

"Are you Yang Guo?" The woman compared the mobile phone in her hand and asked.

Yang Guo frowned and thought, did he encounter the salesman? Even my name has been investigated clearly! But it's not right. Haven't you seen any salesperson with a GI bag?

I also felt that the woman in front of me, who was not as tall as her shoulder, did not feel threatened. Yang Guo nodded and said, "yes, I am Yang Guo. Who are you?"

The woman's face finally relaxed. She gracefully extended her right hand and said, "great, I finally found you. I'm the deputy editor of Dongxin publishing house. My name is Zheng Yujie."

Oh! It turned out that it was Dongxin's person. Yang Guo suddenly realized and was surprised. He only expressed his attitude yesterday. Why did someone come here today? He looked at Zheng Yujie's outstretched right hand, smiled awkwardly, and said, "Miss Zheng, I'd better wait a minute. You see, I'm still sweating with so many things now. Let's go in and talk about it."

Zheng Yujie smiled casually, then stepped back and stepped aside. Yang Guo hurried to open the door. They both stood close together. Zheng Yujie only felt the strong masculine smell on Yang Guo's body coming to her nose, and she quickly stepped back with a red face.

Yang Guo opened the door and let Zheng Yujie in. He put breakfast on the table and asked, "is Miss Zheng from Beijing?"

"Yes, I arrived this morning." Zheng Yujie stood in the living room and looked at the dress in the house, casually answering.

"Can't you fly here for my business?" Yang Guo laughed jokingly.

"It's not because of you," Zheng Yujie glanced at her crossly and said a little dissatisfied, "he also made the midnight flight."

Er, really! This made Yang Guo a little flattered. Although the woman in front of her said she looked a little young, according to what she said, she was the deputy editor in chief of a publishing house! Let a deputy editor flew more than half of China to come to him overnight. Yang Guo was moved by her attitude and the importance she attached to herself.

Well, of course, I'm a little skeptical. Such a thing sounds a little mysterious.

Zheng Yujie turned her head and saw a little doubt in Yang Guo's eyes. She handed Yang Guo her own business card and said, "look, I didn't lie to you?" There was a little dissatisfaction in his tone.

It's a little blunt! Yang Guo didn't mind. He took the business card and saw that the gold card was beautifully made. It really wrote the address of Dongxin publishing house and her title. It should be true.

However, it's really the first time to meet such a young deputy editor. Listening to her speaking, I feel like a person with unruly personality, maybe a second-generation official. If so, it makes sense, but Yang Guo didn't want to delve into it and didn't ask.

"Miss Zheng, have you had breakfast?" Yang Guo asked.

"I haven't eaten it yet. I'm starving. Do you have fried dough sticks and soybean milk?" Zheng Yujie sat down at the table impolitely and looked at the breakfast bought by Yang Guo.

This one really doesn't treat herself as a guest. Yang Guo was just asking politely, but she just sat down. Well, who calls herself hospitable? Yang Guo answered honestly, "no, only steamed stuffed buns and preserved eggs and lean meat porridge."

She was disappointed and said, "only steamed buns and porridge? I don't like it." Then he put his hand on the table, dragged his cheek, and looked at Yang Guo with his head tilted.

Yang Guo scratched his head and said, "why don't I give you the following? You northerners should be used to eating noodles?"

"It's OK, as long as you don't cook instant noodles for me." Zheng Yujie said with a smile.

So Yang Guo took out a tomato and egg in the refrigerator and cooked a bowl of noodles for Zheng Yujie. The red tomato shreds and white and yellow egg flowers floated on the soup. It looked delicious. Yang Guo washed a pair of clean chopsticks and brought them together.

"Miss Zheng, I'm sorry, you came in such a hurry that you didn't prepare anything delicious. You can only have noodles." Yang Guo laughed.

"It's all right. I ate too much noodles!" Zheng Yujie picked up the chopsticks, smelled the taste of tomato and egg noodles, and said intoxicatedly, it's too fragrant. He didn't cook such delicious noodles when he lived outside before.

"What?" Yang Guo sat opposite her, held himself over and snorted. It seemed that he heard what she said, and looked up puzzled and asked.

"Nothing, nothing!" Zheng Yujie just looked at YangGuo boiled noodles and was so distracted that she exposed her female man's nature without paying attention. She smiled awkwardly and quickly covered up.

"Oh, it's delicious!" Zheng Yujie picked up a pair of chopsticks and noodles. They tasted so smooth that they almost didn't need to chew. They were as refreshing as shark fin fans.

"Eat slowly, eat slowly." Yang Guo chewed the steamed stuffed bun and looked at Zheng Yujie with wide eyes, eating noodles, and then handed her a spoon.

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