The recruitment advertisement published says that it is recruiting a "Chinese" translation, requiring it to be proficient in French, English and Chinese.

Also, you must be a local Shanghai native or someone familiar with the situation in Shanghai, at least you can communicate with the locals.

There are no gender restrictions, but there are age requirements, preferably under 45 years old.

If you carefully study the requirements of this recruiter, it is not difficult to find some situations. First of all, it is more likely that this person should be a foreigner. If a Chinese person wants to find a foreign translator, it should be simpler. For example, if you directly ask the boss of the "Green Skin House", you may have many good choices.

And how could Yangtong translation be the requirement of Shanghai locals?

Judging from the salary and benefits, it should be the last Chinese translation. The price of the foreign translation is probably not found.

In Shanghai, unless they are refugees, no matter how down-and-out foreigners are, they will be much higher than those of Chinese.

There are no special requirements for gender. Generally speaking, if the recruiter is a male, there are generally special requirements for gender. Female employers, especially such temporary translation, will specifically require women to be marked.

But the employer is looking for not only a translator who is proficient in English and French, but also hopes that he is a guide. Simply put, he is spending one person, finding two jobs.

The employer is a budget-conscious person, which is very reasonable.

However, it is really hard to find people who meet the employer's three conditions. There are many Chinese who can speak foreign languages ​​in Shanghai. The compradors of banks, translation agencies and major companies in China all hire translations, and there are translations in the French arresting houses. Many bailiffs do not understand Chinese, especially if they do not understand Shanghai dialect. What should I do if I communicate? Of course, I need translation.

Translation talents are quite in short supply, and few people really make a living by translator. In this era, few people who can go out and return from studying abroad are dedicated to full-time translators. Sometimes the translator only makes guest appearances occasionally, which is a need in their jobs.

When Tang Jin first came to the Fake House to serve, he also worked as a general translator for a while, but he was a formal public office in the Fake House, and the general translation was only temporary.

It's a bit far-reaching.

However, "Nancy" came to China for the first time and was not familiar with the environment and language. She needed to find someone to interpret and help communicate. This is also a very understandable thing.

However, the "medical team aiding China" is a big deal, and the third party must not be known. Is his recruitment advertisement sending him a contact signal and hiding it, or is it really planning?

"Old Ma?"

"Hey, sir, here, what are you going to give me?" Lao Ma kept staying in the study. Lu Xiyan didn't let him go, and he couldn't leave without permission.

"Wait a minute, I'll write something." Lu Xiyan thought for a while, took out the manuscript paper, unscrewed the fountain pen, and wrote it on it.

"Ma Yunfei, male, 38 years old, native of Shanghai, graduated from the Sino-French Industrial School, knows French, has worked in Jardinet, and speaks English..."

"Sir, are you going to make up a resume for me?" Lao Ma asked in surprise.

In addition to his academic qualifications, everything else is very consistent with him.

"Yes, this is a resume I made up for you. You go out again this afternoon, find a public telephone booth, and call my phone number in the morning, and say you are going to apply for a part-time translator. You said you need this job urgently. Your child is sick and needs some money for surgery. Although your conditions may be a little low, please ask for an interview opportunity." Lu Xiyan said, "Try to be pitiful and tactful. Can you introduce yourself in French and English?"

"After learning some basics, you can say you can't write, it's okay to fool people, but if you want to come, you must reveal the truth." Lao Ma smiled. When he became an old underground, he had to know a little anything. Sometimes this can help a lot and even save lives.

"Yes, tell me first, I'll check it out for you." Lu Xiyan nodded.

"I'm not right, sir, you criticize and correct me." Lao Ma raised his waist and his temperament changed immediately. He was no longer the gardener who looked honest.

“…”

"Yes, Lao Ma, I didn't realize that you have a good language talent. Where did you learn this?"

"I just listened to people, then wrote it down by myself, and slowly thought about it. After a while, I learned some. Sometimes in order to conceal my original identity, I had no choice but to say a few foreign words, and people would not believe you." Lao Ma smiled and said modestly.

"Awesome, Lao Ma, your learning awareness and ability are too strong. If you started studying since childhood, that would be amazing." Lu Xiyan gave Lao Ma a thumbs up.

"Mr. I've been joking. I haven't liked studying since I was a child. I'm so naughty. The private school teacher doesn't want to teach me. Besides, there is no extra money at home to support me in school. This is what I've been forced to learn by myself for the sake of the task. Lao Ma said.

"Old Ma, don't be humble, I'll give you this task."

"I understand, I am just working as a traffic officer for the husband. This joint work is what I should have done." Lao Ma has experienced underground for many years, so he still doesn't understand what Lu Xiyan asked him to do?

"But, how can we confirm the other party's identity?"

"Don't worry about this. I think if the other party agrees to the interview, you will definitely give you a hint or hint." Lu Xiyan said, "As long as we figure out the other party's identity, we can directly ask him to meet."

“Will this be too dangerous?”

"Do you have a better way? We have no connector tokens and no connector code, so we cannot confirm the identity of both parties." Lu Xiyan said.

"This is the first time I have encountered such a task." Lao Ma also scratched his head.

"Let's do it first, take one step at a time and see how the other party responds." Lu Xiyan nodded. Something must have happened here. Otherwise, for such an important matter, how could it be that there is only a connection method, but there is no token or codeword to confirm the identity of both parties?

From the beginning, Lu Xiyan felt something was wrong. He and Lao Gui had also studied it and called the old cat to ask about it, but Lao cat didn't reply any of them.

"I understand." Lao Ma agreed deeply. He used to fight traitors in the Red Team. Later, due to injury, he worked as a traffic officer for several underground party group leaders or secretly protected some important targets. Many times, he still needed to erase hidden dangers for some people, but he didn't need to follow Lu Xiyan, because this person would always think of everything in front.

His prudence, boldness and decisiveness are the only ones he sees. No wonder his superiors handed over such an important intelligence team to his leader.

...

After lunch, Lu Xiyan felt that his left eyelid was twitching constantly. Although he was an atheist, the influence of this traditional culture and the twitching eyelids mean that something might happen.

I couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

What will happen today?

Lu Xiyan remembered that when everyone was having breakfast in the restaurant in the morning, they didn’t see Meng Hao, so he asked specifically.

Meng Hao went out early in the morning, and Yan Lei quietly went to Meng Hao's room to take a look. He had no pistol and two boxes of bullets missing.

Moreover, Meng Hao did not come back for lunch, so the reason for this uneasiness comes from here.

Meng Hao is Meng Fanxing's younger brother and his closest relative. How could Lu Xiyan not worry about his safety? It's just that this kid is also a stubborn person with his own opinions. Moreover, as a brother-in-law, he can't limit his freedom. He is an adult and has the power to choose.

...

Wanyifang.

A black Citroen car was parked under a small western-style building.

In the car, a thin middle-aged man wearing black-edged glasses had a pale face and didn't look so healthy. He always held a blue handkerchief in his left hand and coughed from time to time.

Next to him was a young girl, about twenty years old, with a melon-shaped face, the most popular long wavy curly hairstyle in Shanghai, with a rouge lipstick on her mouth and a small white leather bag in her hand.

Half leaning against the middle-aged man, it was obvious that the relationship between the two was extraordinary.

"Teacher, there is no one at home, go up and sit down?" The girl wrapped her arm around the man's arm like a spoiled person.

"Yueru, this is not very suitable. Another day, I will definitely go up and sit down another day." Ding Mocun certainly wanted to enter the house, but he was cautious and suspicious, but he still resisted this strong temptation.

"Are you afraid that my parents will come back suddenly and be embarrassed to see you?"

"There are some. After all, I am about the same age as your parents. I am afraid that they will not be able to bear it when they suddenly see two old men." Ding Mo Village really loves the house and the mistress. He can think of such excuses. He is happy outside, but he must not cause trouble. Zheng Yueru's parents are also a bit pretentious. If it is reported and the yellow-faced woman in the house knows, there will be some jokes.

He competed for control with Lin Shiqun on the '76th'. At this time, he was unwilling to cause trouble. If he was caught, it would be troublesome.

"I really can't go up and sit for a while?" Zheng Yueru said disappointedly.

"Okay, Yueru, don't you understand my feelings for you yet? Why should we be anxious about this moment?" Ding Mocun said, "Do you like the skirt I bought for you today?"

"The skirt looks good, but you are leaving again..." Zheng Yueru said reluctantly.

"I'll try it myself when I put it on tomorrow." Ding Mocun smiled, hugged the girl in his arms, and kissed her on her pink and tender cheeks. Her youthful and energetic body was so desirable.

"Okay, then I'll go back first." Zheng Yueru smiled happily.

"Well, why don't you open the car door for Miss Zheng?" Ding Mocun scolded his subordinates lightly.

"Teacher, goodbye..." Zheng Yueru got out of the car with a small white bag, turned around and gave Ding Mocun a charming smile, and waved her little hand gently.

However, Ding Mocun did not respond, but directly ordered the driver to drive away immediately.

As soon as the car moved, two masked men rushed over under the shade of the tree, pulled out their pistols and fired violently in the car that Ding Mo Village was riding!

The gunshot suddenly rang!

The Citroen car that Ding Mo Village was riding in had already started. The driver stepped on the accelerator and rushed directly to the entrance of the alley. At the entrance of the alley, two more masked gunmen rushed out!

告告告告告...

Ding Mocun lay in the back of the car, covering his mouth with his handkerchief, bullets shot through the glass, and flew past his back, his eyes terrified.

The car rushed out of the alley entrance, turned into the street, and soon left.
Chapter completed!