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Chapter 164 Tracking Translation

The three of them drank all afternoon and chatted while eating.

Li Yanben felt that he could drink well, but he didn't expect that he was no match for his aunt Wang Jiao.

Relying on the good wine, Li Yan did not vomit, but felt dizzy, so he stayed on the third floor of the store at night.

The next morning, the weather was clear and the sun was shining. Wang Jiao drove Li Yan to visit Selangor. The landmark building in the city center was a statue of a Siberian tiger, majestic and domineering, and it was as powerful as swallowing mountains and rivers.

In the north of Selangor, there is a large square, where two people walk in the square. Although the weather is cold, the air is very fresh, the sky is blue, and the white clouds are like big cotton balls.

"It's Russia over there." Wang Jiao pointed with her finger.

Li Yan sighed that Ye Qing was in Russia, and now she was closer to her.

There is a sculpture of porcelain vases on the square, carved from marble, with natural texture, exquisiteness and exquisiteness.

"I heard from your grandfather that the porcelain bottles in my hometown are about one foot high, and there are two. I want to give them one. I wonder if there are any porcelain bottles?" Wang Jiao asked.

"I remember when I was a child, there were many vases at my grandma's house, but now I can't see them, so I don't know where I got them." Li Yan said.

Wang Jiao smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm just asking."

The two of them moved around for a while and went back to the store for lunch. After the meal, Wang Jiao wrote the order in person and handed it to Li Yan: "Just do it according to this quantity! They are all old styles, but they need to deliver the goods quickly."

"Okay, thank you aunt!" Li Yan saw that it was a large order of cotton jackets, which was worth 2 million yuan.

He did not dare to neglect, so he quickly sent the order picture directly to his boss Zhang Zhanhao, and attached a sentence: "It turns out that Wang Jiao is my aunt."

Zhang Zhanhao replied to the message in seconds: "Haha, I've been making a fuss for a long time. The world is so small. Li Yan, you have made another contribution! The workshop will start production soon. Don't urge the payment for the goods first. As long as they order the goods in Xianqi, they will give whatever they want to give the money!"

In the afternoon, Zhao Dacheng and Wang Jiao were busy delivering goods to customers in the store, while Li Yan transferred to the market in Selangor alone.

Walking to a secluded place, I called my mother: "Mom, I'm here to Selangor on the northern border!"

"Silly boy, why are you going there for? Are you cold?" my mother asked with concern.

"It's not cold, I'm wearing thick clothes. Mom, guess who did I meet?"

"We don't have that far away relative."

"Why didn't I meet my aunt, who was born to the grandma who my grandfather married in the Northeast..." Li Yan said excitedly.

Li Yan's mother hadn't spoken for a long time on the other end of the phone. Li Yan asked anxiously: "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"Who asked you to recognize that relative?" My mother had never been angry, her tone trembled: "Have we agreed?"

"Mom, why is this? I don't know that you are so unhappy, otherwise you wouldn't have recognized your relatives." Li Yan was a little puzzled.

"If you don't let me recognize you, you won't let you recognize you. There's no reason!" the mother roared.

"Okay, I'll ask other salesmen to contact them in the future." Li Yan was at a loss.

"Silly boy, discuss with us in advance what decisions to make in the future, don't do stupid things!" Mother lowered her tone.

"The boss assigned me a task, but it was about to fail. Suddenly, I found a photo of my grandfather at the client's house. In desperation, I didn't discuss it with you..." Li Yan felt that this was indeed inappropriate.

"Okay! I'll tell your uncle about this tonight, and I hope he's mentally prepared."

"What mental preparations are there for this? Zhao Dacheng and Wang ** are rich, can they still steal the property of grandma's family?"

"You don't understand..." Mother hung up the phone.

Li Yan put down his cell phone and felt confused.

At this time, Ye Qing sent a message: "Have you arrived in Selangor?"

"I arrived yesterday and completed the arduous task, but a small episode happened..." Li Yan said all about the experience of recognizing his relatives and his mother's attitude.

"This is a scar of the previous generation, involving many people and many things. I know that the aunt wants to seal it in her heart and never reveal it." Ye Qing said.

"I was not very considerate and reopened the healed scar for the benefit of the company, causing my mother to get so angry. No wonder my mother always calls me a fool. It seems that I am really stupid!" Li Yan sent a message.

"Actually it's not stupid, it's persistence. I just like your persistence!" Ye Qing's suffix was a naughty expression.

"We are close now. I'm in Selangor. You're in Novosibirsk and it only takes more than four hours to fly."

"Then you fly over, hehe."

"I wish I would become a bird and fly over freely," said Li Yan.

"There are no worms in the snow and ice. They starve to death before they fly here." Ye Qing gave a laughing expression.

"Are you cold there?"

"It's not possible to go out at night," he said.

Ye Qing sent a message while taking stock of the goods. The whole package was fine, with a packing list posted on it, and the style and number of pieces were clearly visible. Half packages were more troublesome and needed to be registered one by one.

Lao Yang is still in intensive care and is in a serious state of infidelity.

Translation Jiang Xin has been absent-minded these two days, and sometimes she can't see anyone when she goes out for a long time. Ye Qing knows that she is looking for a job. After a few days, the Russian sales office will be closed for a while. It is now the off-season for clothing wholesale. Before the peak season comes, new sales staff will be sent over.

"Sister, this warehouse will be completed in one day. Have you found the key to another warehouse?" Ye Qing asked.

Jiang Xin is in her forties, with big wavy hair, hourglass shape, graceful figure, and charm: "I'll look for it tomorrow. Lao Yang, there is no right place to put things."

"Okay, please trouble you. If you really can't find it, you can only pick the lock." Ye Qing said.

"It should be found," Jiang Xin's eyes rolled: "Have the company found a new salesperson?"

"It seems that there is not yet. It is difficult to find sales staff. I stayed in a foreign country for a long time and could only go back once a year. I must have sales experience in Russia, and the boss still trusts it." Ye Qing smiled and shook his head: "It's quite difficult."

"This industry is very tiring. Look at how early the sales staff in the wholesale market get up, it's too hard." Jiang Xin said: "Young people in their twenties and thirties will stay home after a few days."

"Yes, people in their forties are more suitable and can endure hardships." Ye Qing smiled secretly. Jiang Xin made a small plan. If a young man in his twenties and thirties came to work as a salesperson, he would definitely not use her as a translator. She was a little older.

The next morning, the two of them had just gotten up from their residence, and Jiang Xin answered a phone call in Russian and went out.

Although Ye Qing didn't understand Russian, he also knew a few words. He heard Jiang Xin use the word "warehouse" during the call.

So she followed her secretly and Jiang Xin walked towards the direction of the warehouse. She saw that she did not stop when she passed by the warehouse, but continued to walk forward.

Where is she going? Could she go to another warehouse? This area is full of warehouses.

When he was passing through the parking lot, Ye Qing lost his eyes. He looked forward and could not find Jiang Xin, so he continued to walk forward until he walked out of the warehouse area, but still did not find Jiang Xin.

Turning around and walking back, isn’t that Jiang Xin? On the street to the right, Jiang Xin was walking with a few people pulling small cars. Each car pulled three boxes of goods, and there were a total of seven rickshaws.
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