Including Zhao Changan's seventeen people and six bottles of wine, on average each person drank three and a half taels. Except for a few light drinkers, the rest were not drunk at all.

After Zhao Changan paid the bill, he proposed to go singing together. After all, it was not yet nine o'clock in the evening, so it was not appropriate to go back to each house like this. Everyone agreed.

When he arrived at the KTV, Zhao Changan discovered that most of these big brothers and sisters were all great Mai Ba, and they were all screaming like ghosts and wolves howling at the top of their lungs.

Since the three couches were packed with people, Zhao Changan and Ni Yawen sat together.

On his right was Mai Yingying. This big sister was always squeezing him, so he could only squeeze Ni Yawen. Ni Yawen's left was the wall, so there was no way to retreat, so Zhao Changan just rubbed her against her.

The lights in the KTV private room are dim, the music is deafeningly loud, the coffee table is filled with beer, fruits, ice cubes, cigarettes, Sprite,——

The speakers in the private room were turned up loudly, and everyone drank a little more, shouting when talking and singing. When Zhao Changan, Ni Yawen, and Mai Yingying talked, they had to speak with their mouths to their ears, otherwise they would not be heard clearly at all.

After talking for a while, Zhao Changan had a general understanding of the situation in the translation agency.

All of the sixteen of them are single, and they are all single without male or female friends.

Even if they are looking for their significant other, some of them are trying to contact them cautiously, but so far, no one has really settled on a couple.

Starting from her junior year in college, Mai Yingying teamed up with several like-minded classmates to establish a translation agency. It has been more than nine years since then.

They have also grown from a little girl who was just twenty years old to an old girl who is nearly thirty years old.

In these nine years, new people have joined and old people have quit.

Some found jobs in their hometowns or other places and left, some found jobs in the city and left, and some chose to leave after dating girlfriends and boyfriends,——

You join because of your hobbies, and most likely you quit because of money.

Their arrogance makes their standards for choosing a spouse not too low, but the reality is that they are a group of poor people who even need to share a house or live in a dormitory at Shanghai Foreign Language School. Such conditions are basically impossible to negotiate in Mingzhu.

Lovers who discuss marriage.

What's more, the conditions are not low?

Moreover, including within the translation agency, office romances have basically never occurred. The few couples who occasionally fell in love either chose to leave for the sake of their future, or broke up due to various quarrels, and then left sadly.

"So, we hugged each other to keep each other warm, but at the same time we disliked each other! We especially didn't dare to fall in love. Once we fell in love, it wouldn't be long before we either broke up sadly and left the translation agency separately, or they left the translation agency together to live outside for money and they didn't like it.

life.”

Mai Yingying's mouth was almost close to Zhao Changan's ear, and she said loudly: "You know, I dare not say that all of your elder brothers and elder sisters have never eaten. I dare say that almost all of them have never eaten.

Pork people!”

Then, Mai Yingying seemed to feel that what she said was not rigorous, and added: "Of course, as long as they are not serious, those craftsmen and the like are considered to have never eaten pork in my sister's place."

"What if this counts?"

Zhao Changan couldn't help but asked curiously.

Mai Yingying waved her hand: "Then the whole army will be annihilated!"

She was obviously a little drunk, and she was worried about things in her heart. She could not help but be excited when she spoke, and she dared to say anything.

"Holy shit!"

Zhao Changan felt a little unable to sit still. Mai Yingying's words of wolf and tiger brought her and Ni Yawen, who was sitting on her left, into the room.

"Why, are you surprised? We are all running for three years, we are also human beings~"

Mai Yingying sighed: "What a damn house, household registration, car ticket!"

Zhao Changan nodded, thinking about it, this is normal. Among these young literary people, the youngest is in his twenties and the eldest is in his early thirties. How can they not have normal needs?

"Love the country, love the beauty even more, which hero would rather be alone~"

Two men stood holding microphones, holding hands and yelling at the top of their lungs.

In fact, it's not that they don't want to hug girls, but that these female colleagues and classmates may not be willing to let them hug each other. And if they really do, what will they do in the future when they wake up tomorrow?

House, job, money, -

"We are all very happy to be recruited by the school this time. Principal Liu said that as long as we do well, we will have the opportunity to enter the school's official establishment in the future. This makes us very happy! I told Wenwen before about Mingzhu

, it’s actually just a joke. Although the translation agency earns no less than her in Yigao, you may not be able to buy things for one dollar here for two dollars; besides, she is in your small town,

She is good-looking, a college student, and a teacher in a key high school. She must be queuing up to introduce the target, so why bother to come here and suffer? Now I finally have to wait until the clouds clear and the moon shines, - I said it the day before yesterday, with thousands of instructions and instructions, society

Don’t let the people here take advantage of you! Let’s say to the outside world that we are full-time employees of SISU. In the future, we can also serve as lecturers, assistants, and associate professors, specifically to fall in love with the only child who owns a house in Mingzhu,——”

"Pfft~"

Zhao Changan turned his head and sprayed a sip of beer on Ni Yawen's white stockings. Who said that these literary youths are brainless and all of them are shrewd, weak and evil!

——

Pavilion outside SISU Translation Office.

It was almost early in the morning, but neither Zhao Changan nor Ni Yawen felt sleepy.

Everyone left the KTV in the early hours of the night and went their separate ways, either renting a rental house together or going to the graduate student apartment at SISU to get a bed.

Ni Yawen hadn't found a suitable roommate during this period, and she didn't want to sleep with Mai Yingying and others, so she bought a wire bed and slept in the translation agency temporarily.

Zhao Changan sent Ni Yawen here and was about to drive away, but Ni Yawen asked to sit in the pavilion together, so he accompanied her.

"I'll pee!"

Zhao Changan was poured a lot of beer at the KTV. At this time, in addition to the translation agency that was still closed, the nearest toilet was also far away. If Zhao Changan entered the translation agency with Ni Yawen in the middle of the night, especially if he was alone and alone

Drinking a lot of wine is obviously inappropriate and can easily cause criticism.

"Go inside, I want to go too."

Ni Yawen also drank a lot of beer.

"Everyone goes to his or her own way. I'll be irrigating and fertilizing the flowers and trees in the dark."

Zhao Changan waved his hand and got into the woods.

The moonlight was quiet, and after solving the problem separately, the two returned to the pavilion one after another.

"What do you think of Mai Yingying's opinion?"

This thought had actually been lingering in Ni Yawen's mind for a long time, and only then did she have the opportunity to ask.

As agreed at the wine table in the evening, Mai Yingying will contact the school tomorrow to apply for the printing of the Book of Songs that has been translated into Yoruba and Igbo.

The first printing is 5,000 copies each.

For these 10,000 copies, let’s ignore the price for now, because in order to better spread culture, the external selling price of this book will never be higher than three yuan.

And find a printing house, because it will use the best coated paper and there will be exquisite illustrations inside.

Then the printing price of a copy will definitely not be lower than seven or eight yuan.

Calculating this, Zhao Changan had to invest 70,000 to 80,000 yuan in this book of songs, and it was the first time it was printed.

Ni Yawen's salary and bonus subsidies for the whole year of high school are all calculated together, which is about 20,000 yuan. This 70,000 to 80,000 yuan is equal to the money she earned in three or four years, so she can't help but worry about Zhao Changan.

Although the one-nanometer investment was originally about throwing money away and not thinking about making money, Ni Yawen still hoped that Zhao Changan's money would be worthwhile.
Chapter completed!