Siheyuan: Traveling through three years to gain the power of a palm

After entering the door, Wei Xiang introduced Jiang Fan to Director Chen.

"Yes, he is really young and promising, a young talent!"

Director Chen looked at Jiang Fan with admiration in his eyes. This was different from when Jiang Fan worked as a translator at other factories, where he was initially looked down upon and questioned.

Director Chen really admired Jiang Fan. He and Wei Xiang were old friends. Wei Xiang had already told Director Chen about Jiang Fan's situation. He was a native of the steel rolling mill, had top-notch translation skills, and was a skilled repairman who could fix anything.

"According to Old Wei, Jiang Fan's current grades are more than enough to graduate. He's even better than some graduates who have worked for many years. Of course, this kind of talent should be brought to our steel mill."

Director Chen thought to himself.

"Director Chen, you're too kind. It's all thanks to our teacher's good teaching."

Jiang Fan said modestly.

"You're too modest. Your teacher and I are old friends. If you weren't good enough, he wouldn't be so cocky in front of me. I heard from Old Wei that your father and eldest brother are also employees of our steel mill?"

"Yes, my father is Jiang Daniu and my eldest brother is Jiang Pingan. They are both workers in the forging workshop."

Jiang Fan replied.

"Jiang Daniu, I remember he was a seventh-level blacksmith. He was also our factory's model worker this year, right?"

"Yes, Director, Comrade Jiang Daniu is this year's Model Worker, and Comrade Jiang Ping'an has already become a third-level blacksmith after only three years at the factory."

Xu Feng on the side took over the conversation and added something, and it was obvious that he had done his homework.

"Okay, they're all excellent workers! Don't be so polite from now on. Don't call me factory director, just call me uncle."

Director Chen praised the Jiang father and son again, and Jiang Fan followed suit and called them Uncle Chen.

"Okay, Lao Chen, we've had our tea. Now take us to see the machine and the information provided over there."

"Okay, let's go. Let's go check out the machine first. Xu Feng, go get the information."

Neither of them was Mo Ji's type, so after chatting for a while, it was time to get down to business.

A few people arrived at the workshop, where a team of security personnel were standing guard outside. After registering, they entered the workshop, accompanied by two security personnel.

The workshop is filled with various machine parts.

"These are the parts for this batch of machines. They have not yet been installed, and the factory technicians are simply unable to complete the installation work.

On the one hand, I couldn’t fully understand the machine drawings and manuals, and on the other hand, I had to consider those old Russians.”

When Director Chen said this, Jiang Fan could clearly feel the resentment.

In this era, many of Rabbit’s machines rely on the support of Russia. Although it is called support, in the end you still have to spend money to buy them.

Jiang Fan knew that in two years, Russia would withdraw all of Rabbit's experts and ask for funds from Rabbit, because Rabbit still lacked industrial foundation.

Jiang Fan sighed inwardly and said to Director Chen, "Director Chen, how much of the information given by the Russians have we translated?"

"Less than 70%. With some specialized industrial knowledge, the people we've brought in can only guess roughly what they're supposed to know. The details will have to wait until the Russians or the machines are installed and run through their actual operations."

"How about I try to translate some of the information first? If I translate more, I can be more prepared tomorrow."

"Okay, Xu Feng, give him the information. It's always good to translate more."

Jiang Fan took the information and started reading it on the spot. The information was not too much, about seventy pages, which was equivalent to a reference document for a graduate student's thesis in his previous life, and there were about fifty pages of translated text.

But Jiang Fan now reads Russian, and it's almost the same as reading Chinese. After finishing, it was almost twelve o'clock.

Rubbing his eyes, Jiang Fan found that his teacher and Director Chen and others were surrounding him.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Jiang Fan touched his face.

"No, how are you doing, kid?"

"It's almost done. There were quite a few mistakes in the previous translation, including some technical terms and some minor issues, but they don't have a big impact."

Jiang Fan said honestly.

"Jiang Fan, can you finish translating this document by 10:00 AM tomorrow?"

Director Chen looked at Jiang Fan seriously.

"It's ten o'clock tomorrow morning. It's a little tight, but no problem."

Jiang Fan thought about it and agreed.

Chapter 29: Drinking the Expert Down

After agreeing to translate for Director Chen, Director Chen gave his office to Jiang Fan for use and asked Xu Feng to be there to provide any requests.

Jiang Fan was also very helpful. After lunch, he first re-proofread the previously translated articles, and then began the long translation work.

It was not until five o'clock in the afternoon that the sound of workers leaving get off work brought Jiang Fan back to work.

Looking at the densely packed papers on the table, Jiang Fan felt a sense of accomplishment that was beyond words. "I guess this can be considered a contribution to the Party."

He stretched his waist and moved his body, and his bones collided with each other, making crackling sounds.

"Comrade Jiang Fan, are you okay in there?"

Xu Feng's voice came from outside the door.

"Nothing, I just want to stretch my body. I've been sitting for too long."

Jiang Fan opened the door and Xu Feng was there.

"Comrade Jiang Fan, would you like to take a break? We're at the restaurant now, so it's fine if we work after dinner. The factory director has already given the order. I've also told your father that you won't be coming home tonight."

"Okay, let's go eat first. Thank you, Brother Xu."

When Jiang Fan heard that his father already knew the news, he agreed.

When we found Director Chen, he was playing chess with Wei Xiang. Unlike Wei Xiang, who was calm and composed, Director Chen was a bit anxious. Even though it was winter, sweat was beading on his forehead.

"Xiao Jiang is here."

After seeing Jiang Fan, Director Chen stood up and accidentally knocked over the chessboard, causing the chess pieces to fall to the ground.

"Oh my, Old Wei, look at me. I was so careless. Such a wonderful game of chess is gone. How about we call this a draw?"

Director Chen looked regretful.

"Draw? Go away! I don't want to bother with you! Chen Shitou, after all these years, you're still like this. Jiang Fan, let's go! I quit this job!"

Teacher Wei was not polite either. He angrily scolded Director Chen for being rude and pulled Jiang Fan away.

Director Chen quickly stopped the two of them, "Alright, alright, you win. You're awesome, alright. If you want to leave, just leave. Don't drag Jiang Fan along. I'm still waiting for the information."

"Bah! You still want information? I'm giving you face! Jiang Fan, go back to school tomorrow to take the exam!"

"Okay! Wei Xiang, you win! Xu Feng, go get my bottle of wine."

Director Chen held Wei Xiang with one hand, looking distressed.

"What were you doing this morning? Come on, Jiang Fan, today the teacher will take you to a big restaurant."

Wei Xiang was as happy as a victorious rooster.

Several people came to the state-owned hotel.

Jiang Fan was a little surprised. Why didn't they eat in the factory cafeteria? But he didn't ask. Perhaps Director Chen was different from Director Yang and Director Li.

"Jiang Fan, come and try this guy's hidden wine. This bottle of wine was the trophy we seized from the house of a traitor we killed back then. It's been stored in the cellar for twenty years."

Xu Feng opened the wine and poured a glass for everyone.

"Come on, have a drink first."

Everyone raised their glasses and drank it all.

Jiang Fan's eyes lit up. This twenty-year-old wine was indeed extraordinary. This also reminded him of something else: wine, too, could be collected.

After a few decades, dig it out. The money doesn't matter. The most important thing is that it tastes good, and it's also a face-saving way to serve it to others. Find an opportunity to get some and save it.

After a few rounds, the bottle of wine was finished.

However, no one seemed to be drunk. Four people drank from a bottle of wine, and on average each person drank only two and a half taels.

Everyone knew their limits, and since they had important things to do tomorrow, they didn't order any more wine.

After drinking, Wei Xiang and Director Chen reminisced about the glorious days of the past.

This was also the first time that Jiang Fan learned about Teacher Wei’s past, how an excellent teacher grew into an excellent soldier, and after being wounded, returned to the education industry.

Director Chen was the one who guided Teacher Wei to join the team. At that time, Director Chen was injured while performing a mission and met Teacher Wei.

Teacher Wei rescued Director Chen, and in the days that followed, he was inspired by Director Chen's ideas and resolutely joined the team.

The meal didn't take too long, it was over in an hour.

After Xu Feng sent the people back to the steel mill, he did not go home. The four of them stayed at the steel mill's guesthouse.

As for Jiang Fan, he translated all night long.

But now that no one is watching, Jiang Fan decides to cheat.

Take out a pen from the system space. This is the "voice recognition sketch pen" rewarded by the system.

As the name suggests, it is a pen that can quickly translate speech into text and write it down.

No matter it is a dialect or a foreign language, as long as it is set to be written in Chinese characters, it can recognize it and write it quickly.

After a busy period, Jiang Fan completed all the translation work. After careful proofreading, he looked at the watch and saw that it was only 2:30.

"Yeah, I can still sleep for a while."

Jiang Fan lay on the bed, covered himself with the quilt and prepared to sleep.

……

The mill's leaders, along with the entire technical department, stood at the entrance, welcoming the expert from Russia. Jiang Fan served as their translator.

Arriving at the workshop, the expert first checked the parts and said they were complete. Then he looked at his watch and saw that it was time for lunch.

Director Chen and others had no choice but to eat with them.

In the small canteen, the chef used his best skills to prepare a large table of delicious dishes, which made these experts, who had only eaten potatoes and corn every day and had never tasted good food, very greedy.

Although the experts don't know how to use chopsticks, using knives and forks doesn't slow down their eating speed.

You can't eat without drinking, especially these bear experts. When you are happy, everything is easy to do. When you are not happy, nothing can be done.

Seeing that the leadership was failing, Jiang Fan stepped in. He got everyone drunk one by one. There was no vodka, whiskey, or brandy, only Erguotou.

One bottle, two bottles, three bottles... The Russian experts vomited after drinking so much that they put their hands on the ground looking for stars.

Director Chen saw that this was impossible to do. He quickly asked someone to carry everyone away and let them rest.

"Jiang Fan, you really got these old Russians drunk."

"I have a special physique. I'm just delaying things at the factory."

"If there is no delay, there is no expectation that these people will be able to work on the first day."

Director Chen shook his head. He knew the character of the Russian experts too well. On the first day, let alone getting drunk, even if he wasn't drunk, he would still have to read the materials all day and then have a drink.

"I think you left a deep impression on them today. I'll have to trouble you to entertain them over the next few days."

"I have no problem. I eat and drink for free and I even get a salary."

Jiang Fan said that was absolutely no problem.

Sure enough, when the Mao Xiong experts woke up that night, they said they had to find Jiang Fan. This man, who knew Russian, could drink, and was also good at technology, was exactly what they wanted.

In the evening, the Mao Bear experts took out a box of their specialty, vodka!

"Jiang Fan, I drank your wine at noon, now let's try ours."

They thought that they were unable to drink with Jiang Fan at noon because the wine they drank was not theirs.

"Okay! But we have a deal. If you haven't drunk me before, you have to teach us the techniques properly and not hide anything."

"Deal! Alexander, I'll go first!"

A burly Russian man stood up. His name was Anton. He was the first to fall down at noon and felt very embarrassed.

Chapter 30 Communication with Xu Damao