Rich in the 70s: I Made a Rugged Veteran a Millionaire novel Chapter 247

Chapter 247: Chapter 247: It’s Not Certain Who’s Trickier

Jiang Cheng was completely unaware of the little revenge plan against the R people, and even if she knew, she wouldn’t care.

Would she be bullied right at her doorstep?

At this moment, she had just finished eating and was busy writing, jotting down today’s summary and some thoughts.

Opposite her was George, daydreaming.

Li Chunxiang and Gao Zhonghua were the most competent staff, one handling cleaning and hygiene, the other setting up beds.

Gao Zhonghua was quick and set up the bed first, then washed his hands and walked straight toward Jiang Cheng.

Seeing Jiang Cheng writing, he didn’t interrupt and just stood aside.

The writing Jiang Cheng looked up.

"Anything you need?"

Gao Zhonghua scratched his head and gave a silly smile.

"Nope!"

He was about to turn and leave.

Jiang Cheng simply put down her pen.

"Attention!"

Gao Zhonghua instinctively stood at attention, then realized something was off and looked back at Jiang Cheng.

"Sis-in-law..."

"Speak! Don’t waste time, why are you dawdling?"

As soon as Jiang Cheng finished speaking, Gao Zhonghua said reluctantly, "I’m a real man!"

Gao Zhonghua met Jiang Cheng’s gaze and suddenly felt like he was being stared at by Mr. Shen.

It was a feeling of being seen through.

"Sis-in-law, I was just wondering if you should call Mr. Shen sometime?"

Jiang Cheng was stunned for a moment.

After a brief pause, she smiled and nodded slightly, "I should, I’ll go right now."

Jiang Cheng said she would go, and Gao Zhonghua, while grinning foolishly, pointed out the address of the post and telegraph office to her.

"It’s right across from us, not far. Comrade Li Chunxiang can go with you."

"Sure!"

Jiang Cheng stood up, glanced at George, and wrote a note, leaving it on the table.

"Don’t disturb him. If he asks, let him see the note; if not, just leave him be."

Gao Zhonghua nodded in understanding.

Jiang Cheng confidently called over Li Chunxiang, and the two of them walked out of the courtyard towards the post and telegraph office.

It was just a five-minute journey, and Jiang Cheng found the post and telegraph office and dialed the mechanical factory’s number.

The call was transferred and connected, and eventually answered by Shen Que.

"Hello—"

"Shen Que, it’s Jiang Cheng."

Jiang Cheng’s words were like a match striking in the dark, causing Shen Que, holding the phone, to flash a subtle smile, his eyes slightly brightening.

"Hello, Jiang Cheng, this is Shen Que."

Shen Que smiled, mischievously yet playfully greeting her.

On the other side, upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng turned slightly, hiding the phone, her lowered eyes sparkling.

"Mr. Shen, is everything well?"

Each "Mr. Shen" uttered by Jiang Cheng carried a soul-stirring sensation, making Shen Que’s ear feel ticklish.

"Rest assured, Mr. Jiang, everything is fine at home, take care of yourself."

"Alright."

After Jiang Cheng uttered an "alright," she straightened up, stopped teasing Shen Que, and spoke seriously about today’s matters.

The post and telegraph office staff looked at the time, glanced at Jiang Cheng.

Wow, she’s spending quite a bit!

Long-distance call for so long!

Just for these "pointless" words?

During the post and telegraph office staff’s confused gaze, Jiang Cheng hung up the phone and paid.

"Thank you, young lady, for being so patient with me."

The two chased each other back to the courtyard.

Entering the courtyard, Jiang Cheng hastily gestured for silence, then pointed at George.

Li Chunxiang’s words were instantly stifled.

Li Chunxiang: Crafty Jiang Fox.

At night, George and Gao Zhonghua stayed in the outer room, each with a temporary bed, while Jiang Cheng and Li Chunxiang stayed inside.

After a night, the next morning, the four of them got up early, ate, and set off.

The entry into the trading company was relatively simpler the second day; after checking the bags at the entrance, Jiang Cheng and George were let in.

Jiang Cheng took George to the translation office to sign in, and as soon as she finished the last stroke, someone came over.

"I need a translation in R language."

The R people had come over.

Jiang Cheng remained still because there were other R language translators present; one stepped forward to communicate but was dismissed by the R people who said the level was inadequate.

Jiang Cheng watched the scene unfold, seeing three R language translators rejected by the R people, she speculated.

Could it be they’re targeting her?

To verify, Jiang Cheng stepped forward and introduced herself in R language, deliberately mispronouncing several words.

"Nice, you!"

She was chosen.

A rejected translator stepped forward, confused, asking the reason, but the R people dismissed them with their liking of Jiang Cheng’s pronunciation.

"What’s this logic—"

The translator wanted to argue back, but Jiang Cheng stopped her, whispering, "They’re targeting me, yesterday’s incident."

The translator suddenly understood.

Jiang Cheng’s trickery with the little R person yesterday had spread rapidly among the translation and foreign trade circles.

Immediately, the translator anxiously asked, "What do we do? Are they deliberately causing trouble for you?"

Jiang Cheng smiled confidently, "When soldiers come, you fight them with generals; when water flows, you use soil to block it."

In other words: it’s not certain who’s tricking who!