Xia Huaijin returned to work at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs the next day. Jiang Wanyin was ordered to recuperate at home and did not go to the company. During this time, due to surgery, the progress of translation was delayed, and she just made up for it.
Another half month passed in the blink of an eye. Jiang Wanyin handed the final translation draft to Song Zongying. Song Zongying read it over himself and thought that there was nothing that needed to be changed, so he handed it over to the proofreader. After proofreading, he typed it.
The typesetting quickly figured out the publishing model.
Song Zongying sent it to Jiang Wanyin and asked Jiang Wanyin to see how it went.
Jiang Wanyin opened the layout on the computer and looked at it carefully.
Xia Huaijin came to her with a cup of warm milk. Seeing her looking at the layout, he said unhappily: "Song Zongying treats you like a cow. Do you still need to read the layout?"
"no."
Jiang Wanyin explained for Song Zongying: "Song always felt that I translated the book and wanted to ask me how the layout was. I just took a look at it anyway."
Xia Huaijin was still not satisfied and closed her computer directly: "Drink the milk first."
Jiang Wanyin drank the milk obediently.
Xia Huaijin took the empty cup and sent it out. When she came back, she held a dozen books and piled them on her computer.
"It's okay for you to read these books."
Xia Huaijin said.
"What kind of books are these?"
Jiang Wanyin casually opened the top one.
Xia Huaijin said: "Examination materials for translators of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."
Jiang Wanyin was stunned.
"Wanwan."
Xia Huaijin shook her hand: "Do you still remember our agreement?"
She and Xia Huaijin only made one agreement, of course she remembered it, and remembered it clearly.
They had agreed that after graduation, he would become a diplomat and she would be his translator.
More than seven years later, Xia Huaijin fulfilled her promise and became an outstanding diplomat, but she broke her promise.
"Wanwan, I'll wait for you at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."
Xia Huaijin spoke firmly.
Jiang Wanyin's nose was slightly sour and he nodded heavily: "Okay, I won't keep you waiting too long, I promise."
For Xia Huaijin and for her long-held dream, she must enter the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
Xia Huaijin hugged her: "Don't be stressed, we are the best in Wanwan."
Jiang Wanyin smiled and nodded.
From that day on, Jiang Wanyin was immersed in that pile of information. Apart from eating and sleeping, he only read the information every day and did not pick up any more translated books.
Three months passed quickly. Jiang Wanyin's voice had been recovering for three months, and all the medicine she had brought from Lancheng had been taken. Xia Huaijin took her to the hospital for a review. Her vocal cords had completely recovered, and her voice was as good as
It didn't sound much different before.
Jiang Wanyin was so happy that she sang an English song to Xia Huaijin in the evening. Xia Huaijin had not heard her sing for a long time, so she couldn't help but drag her to stay up all night.
A few days later, Jiang Wanyin went to take part in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs' annual unified entrance examination. The first round was a written test. Jiang Wanyin had not passed the test for a long time. Fortunately, after three months of hard work, she had the foundation again.
Hou, I haven’t completely lost it over the years, so I didn’t have too much trouble answering the questions.
One month after the written examination, Jiang Wanyin was notified that she had qualified for the interview. Xia Huaijin happily took her out to celebrate without telling her that she was also one of the interviewers.
He thought of giving Jiang Wanyin a surprise, but he didn't know if it would turn into a shock.