Jingxia Rose

Chapter 40: Moscow
Chengkong's headquarters is more prominent than its branch office in Beijing, and it is full of talented people with a wide range of business interests.

Xiao Guxing wasn't stingy as a boss. The company itself offered good benefits, and she was someone he had painstakingly recruited, so she was even better off, with an apartment as her place of residence.

Ji Xian also told him to just treat himself as an ordinary employee.

Xiao Guxing listened to this suggestion, but whether he would actually do it was another matter.

She had just started looking through the documents Shen Jia handed her when a voice in fluent Russian came through the room, "Demi, the director wants to see you."

The name Demi was something she found online when she was interning at a foreign company. Because the company required English names and Chinese names were inconvenient, she just picked one out. After she resigned, she lost that name for several years.

So, after arriving in Moscow at the beginning of the year, she needed an English name, but she was too lazy to search online again, so she picked up the name Demi again.

When Xiao Guxing heard her English name, he couldn't help but laugh.

Ji Xian asked him what he was laughing at.

He coughed, then seriously started counting on his fingers, but eventually gave up because he probably couldn't count anymore. "From the time I started studying abroad until now, I've met at least eight or ten Demis."

The implication is that you chose this name very casually.

Ji Xuan then asked, "So, what's your background with the name Boyce? I remember you were using that name back in college."

Starting from his junior year, Xiao Guxing has been participating in international foreign language exchange conferences and various speech contests. Having an English name would be more convenient.

The names displayed at the competition where I first met him included both his Chinese and English names.

Xiao Guxing raised his eyebrows and said smugly, "I watched a foreign bourgeois movie back then, and the male protagonist's name was this. I thought it sounded nice and had a good meaning, so I borrowed it."

"..."

Half a catty.

The English names they chose were all chosen in their own unique and casual way.

To be honest, she had abandoned that name for so many years, and when she first started using it again, she didn't recognize it when her colleagues called her.

It took me more than a week of being called that before I gradually got used to it.

"Okay, I'll be there later."

She smiled slightly at the Russian woman who had called her over, then gave Shen Jia two more instructions, tidied up the documents a little, and then got up to go to the translation department director's office.

She has been in Moscow for ten months and gets along well with the people at the company.

The translation department is the largest department in the entire company. It is divided into translation teams, proofreading teams, typesetting teams, technical document teams, and business translation teams, which include both interpreting and written translation.

Each group has a different level.

Ji Xuan was in the Business Translation Group, which was the highest-ranking and most elite group in the department.

The director of the translation department was a Russian, very tall, with thick eyebrows and deep-set eyes. He was about the same age as Xiao Guxing and was Xiao Guxing's classmate when he came here to study.

He also deserves a great deal of credit for the establishment of Chengkong.

She knocked on the office door with her finger, and a pleasant Russian male voice came from inside, "Come in."

When Anatoly saw that it was her, he smiled and said in broken Chinese, "You're here, please have a seat."

Fortunately, Ji Xian is a relatively calm and steady person.

It has to be said that Anatoly's two or three years of studying Chinese have not been very effective; his Chinese is truly terrible.

It's hard not to laugh.

But it's okay, she's a decent person and can hold it in.

They are adaptable and have gotten used to it by now.

When Anatoly spoke to her and Xiao Guxing, he preferred to use Chinese. Ji Xuan naturally communicated with him directly in Chinese as well, smiling slightly as she asked, "What can I do for you?" "Gerna Group has a project financing collaboration with a Chinese group next week. The accompanying translator, written translator, and simultaneous interpreter will all be assigned to you."

As he spoke, Anatoly picked up the stacks of documents on the table and handed them to her. "The documents are all here. Go back and prepare them. Next Monday, go and talk to the CEO of the Gerner Group about the key points and precautions of this cooperation."

His Chinese is really not very good; he speaks haltingly, and some words completely change their meaning when he says them.

Ji Xian had some difficulty understanding, but he got the gist of it.

Anatoly was probably aware of his limited Chinese proficiency, so he wasn't embarrassed and smiled as he explained it to her again in Russian.

Ji Xuan really couldn't hold back this time. No matter how serious and restrained she was, she still covered her mouth and laughed.

Anatoly sighed and, in his broken Chinese again, asked, "Are you making fun of me?"

"How could I dare?" Ji Xuan stood up, picked up the stacks of documents, and raised an eyebrow. "Did Boyce teach you Chinese?"

"He taught some."

“When he comes back, you can scold him. It’s been two or three years, which means he’s not a very good teacher.”

Anatoly nodded in deep agreement, "I think so too. He always teaches in a very perfunctory way."

Ji Xuan smiled, and after teasing her, she started looking through the documents and asked seriously, "Is there a time limit?"

This time, Anatoly spoke in Russian as usual, "There is no specific date, and Gerna is not sure if the morning negotiations will go smoothly. I heard that the Chinese boss is difficult and sharp. This financing and merger project is very large, involving several hundred million, and cannot be taken lightly. I estimate that it will take at least half a month to a month."

"The speech draft and some industry-specific terms will be sent to your email later. Please organize and translate them."

Ji Xian nodded, said "I understand," waved, and returned to his workstation with two stacks of documents in his arms.

Gerner is a large publicly traded group that manufactures aircraft parts.

Ji Xian first searched online for some news about Gerner's collaborations in previous years, and in the afternoon, she received the email that Anatoly had mentioned.

She forwarded a copy to Shen Jia for backup, asking her to translate it first.

Ji Xian left work on time at four o'clock in the afternoon.

If I had to pinpoint the biggest advantage of being transferred to Moscow, it would be the improved working hours.

I never work overtime, from 10 a.m. to 4 p.m., because working overtime here is illegal.

Snowflakes started falling again outside, the sky was overcast, and the wind was like razor blades.

Her apartment is not far from the company; it's about a ten-minute walk across two streets and three traffic lights.

Ji Xian has a Chinese stomach, so Russian food isn't too bad. The company cafeteria mainly serves Russian food for lunch, and there are three or four Chinese dishes every week on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.

She usually cooks her own dinner at home.

When I got home, I had just changed my shoes when my phone rang.

It's a WeChat video call request.

It was Shi Wan who called.

They hadn't seen each other since the beginning of the year, but they often video chatted on WeChat.

When the video call connected, Shi Wan saw her getting a scarf and taking off her down jacket, so she asked, "You just got back? It's already five o'clock. Didn't you say that overtime work wasn't allowed in Moscow?"

"I went to a Chinese supermarket and bought some groceries."

Shi Wan nodded, holding the cat in her arms, and asked leisurely, "Are you coming back for the New Year?"

(End of this chapter)