Rebirth 78: Hunting for Treasure in the Mountains, Spoiling My Wife and Daughter to the Heavens

"Olga... Ah! How did you get in here? Get out! Get out and stop looking!"

Olga stared blankly at the two of them as she closed the door.

Yelena, however, didn't care at all and chased her out!

"Miss Yelena, we cannot let men affect our family."

The family Olga was referring to was a family that belonged exclusively to Yelena, not a family that depended on those unfamiliar ancestors.

"Olga, I beg you, I really won't, I'm begging you now..."

Under Yelena's pleading gaze.

Olga stormed out in anger.

This time, Lu Weiguo completely won her over.

From the inside out, from the heart.

. . . . .

the next day.

Provincial Party Committee Meeting Room.

The inspection team still consisted of six people.

However, this time, the people sitting opposite were a different group.

Director Yan, Factory Director Lu, and even some factory directors whose factories were originally built with Russian aid were all prominently featured on the list.

This is already the most important foreign trade event of the year.

Negotiations were conducted on both the import and export sides.

Before coming here, we also need to continue to communicate on projects that have been in long-term cooperation.

In short, if this deal can be reached, it will definitely be the best boost to Heilongjiang Province's reform and opening up.

However, the dialogue had barely begun when problems arose in the aid project that Ivan was in charge of.

He was holding a document in his hand, muttering rapidly to himself, his voice growing louder and louder, his nostrils flaring upwards.

Several factory managers standing nearby were sweating profusely, their eyes full of questioning as they looked at the translator beside them.

"Speak up! Tell me! What does he mean?"

The factory manager lowered his voice, his teeth practically grinding to powder.

The translator looked distressed: "He... he wasn't speaking standard Russian, it was a regional dialect, and besides, my translation of the document wasn't wrong..."

He misunderstood.

Explanation, a crazy explanation.

But who cares about that anymore?

"Unprofessional, utterly unprofessional! My father shouldn't have cooperated with you! You can't even translate such a simple repair report correctly. The problems you provided..."

Even amateurs can't see it clearly!! Garbage, you guys are all garbage, but the woman last night was pretty good.

Although Ivan used Russian before, he switched to Chinese when he needed to annoy someone.

It was still that standard Northeastern dialect.

Russians are not good at farming, and much of the land in the Far East was cultivated by people from Northeast China in the past.

Therefore, many Russians who learn Chinese often have a Northeastern accent.

The scene instantly became incredibly quiet.

Secretary Dong stood in the small conference room to the side, his face terribly gloomy.

The other factory directors who hadn't been discussed yet, especially Director Lu, were blushing so deeply their faces were practically bleeding.

It should be noted that he had made complete preparations, and had even attracted distinguished guests from the south to discuss cooperation.

This concerns the livelihoods of hundreds of people in the entire factory.

How could the negotiations fall apart at the very first and simplest step?

The Russian delegation visits almost every year.

After all, the Russians kept some technical equipment maintenance secrets from the first batch of factories they aided.

Although the agreement stipulated a complete transfer of technology, they burned all the blueprints within a few years.

of course.

This is essentially just going through the motions.

We provide the money, the Russians provide the technology, and we pay the salaries of the technical personnel.

"Since this is so unprofessional, I think there's no need for us to continue talking."

Ivan shrugged and didn't even look at Yelena's eyes.

They made their own decisions without thinking.

Perhaps he'd been drinking too much last night and it had affected his brain, but he and Alexander hit it off immediately.

It's not about fighting for power and profit.

Instead, they were thinking of sabotaging the negotiations.

In that case, Yelena will definitely be punished by the old man when she goes back.

And they could then take the opportunity to rise to power.

Ivan's words threw the entire meeting room into chaos.

Many factory directors began pleading with the Russians, almost begging them.

Some factory managers even went so far as to raise repair prices while simultaneously calling Ivan and his ilk their ancestors.

Shame!

We've lost face completely.

Factory Director Lu stood outside the crowd, not stepping forward, but looking at Lu Weiguo with a pleading expression.

He didn't know when it started, but he began to have an unusual trust in this young man who kept giving him advice.

Lu Weiguo glared fiercely at those guys who were like dogs.

He secretly memorized the names of those people.

Then he nodded to Director Lu.

He straightened his collar and stepped forward.

The leather shoes made a remarkably steady sound on the reddish-brown floor.

He walked straight to the opposite side of Ivan and pulled away the translator whose forehead was already drenched in sweat.

He grabbed the document.

Actually, the solution to this problem is quite simple.

This is, after all, the provincial party committee's meeting room.

It's not some place where you buy groceries on the street.

If you want to find fault, you have to find the other party to have made a mistake.

Otherwise, it would be like a shrew yelling in the street, which would also be an insult to one's own country.

Therefore, as long as the translation issues in that document are explained clearly.

Just don't give Ivan a chance to cause trouble.

"Ivan the Bear, relax, relax~ Don't be too rude, it makes your family seem like a family without any foundation."

Lu Weiguo said these words in fluent Russian.

It was so authentic that it silenced the Russians on the other side.

Open the file.

Lu Weiguo glanced at the translation and, sure enough, it was just as he had thought.

At this point, translators and those learning foreign languages ​​share a commonality.

We just like to embed our own language logic.

The same applies to Milan and this translation; it works fine when dealing with everyday language.

It can be found in professional documents.

Unlike us, many languages ​​in other countries have no logic at all.

The use of a mix of formal and slang terms relies entirely on experience to convey the meaning.

However, the Russian language still has a set of logic.

However, it differs greatly from our subject-verb-object structure.

It's a logic that prioritizes certain words and phrases, placing them first in the list.

Just like Lu Weiguo's words, when spoken in Russian, the first word after each pause is "rude".

One aspect is to emphasize the rudeness.

Being very knowledgeable about what the Russians say is another matter.

Before Ivan could speak, Lu Weiguo smiled slightly, looked directly into Ivan's eyes and said, "Since the two countries began to provide aid in the 1950s and 1960s, the agreements signed by our superiors have clearly been for paid assistance, low-interest support, and technology transfer."

However, your family not only refused to transfer all the technology to the factory we were helping, but also burned all the blueprints five years ago.

They use technology to hinder the factory's development, thereby profiting from it.

In the end, we compromised for the sake of friendship between the two countries, but that doesn't mean it was the right thing to do.

If things really come to a head today and this gets out, I believe you'll be the first to suffer and give in.

"Not us, Mr. Ivan, do you see me right?"