The Publishing House Director saw Zhou Chenglei and Jiang Xia's backs and asked her colleague curiously, "What business did those two comrades who just left have at the newspaper office?"
Their silhouettes were simply too beautiful: one was slender, graceful, and upright, while the other was lithe and willowy. Walking together, they looked like a scene from a movie.
The staff member replied, "Which couple? The female comrade came to apply for—"
Wen Wan casually picked up the thread. "That female comrade came to interview for the translation position, right?"
The Publishing House Director looked at Wen Wan. "You know her?"
Wen Wan smiled. "Mm, I do. We're from neighboring villages, more or less. She took the National Higher Education Entrance Examination three times and failed before getting married. She's very ambitious."
The Publishing House Director instantly lost interest. She said to Wen Wan, "Try to see as soon as possible whether you can translate this foreign-language book. We're in quite a hurry on our end."
"All right, Director Zhang, don't worry. I guarantee I'll submit the manuscript on time. I'll be going now. I'll come back in three days."
Director Zhang paid her no further attention and headed straight for the Printing Department.
On the main street
Zhou Chenglei rode his bicycle and asked the person behind him, "Is there anywhere else you want to go?"
Jiang Xia said, "The Department Store."
Zhou Zhou's clothes had all been worn by Guang Zong Yao Zu and his brothers. Although the styles were impossible to distinguish by gender, they were all very old.
Jiang Xia wanted to buy several outfits for her to wear to school.
Zhou Chenglei pedaled toward the department store. After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Do you want to work at the newspaper office?"
Zhou Chenglei