After the two walked away, Lin Chengyuan had no face to stay at the door.
Dragged away by colleagues, he continued patrolling with a belly full of anger, badmouthing Jiang Cheng a few times between the lines.
The people patrolling with Lin Chengyuan laughed on the surface, echoing his words, but inside they thought Lin Chengyuan was no good and too petty.
Such a person wouldn’t dare to entrust him with their back in battle.
Although their security department didn’t need to go to battle, they were armed, with some operational rights.
On the other side, Jiang Cheng and Principal Wang smoothly found the factory director’s office, only to be stopped by the secretary outside.
Principal Wang instinctively looked at Jiang Cheng, who confidently took out the letter of introduction again.
This time, Principal Wang saw clearly; wasn’t this the introduction letter from their night school? It even had their night school’s stamp!
The memory came back; it seemed he had used the stamp for Jiang Cheng once.
He remembered this girl stamped many sheets of paper.
"Hello, this is Principal Wang from the night school, here to discuss worker training matters with the mechanical factory director."
Jiang Cheng’s words interrupted Principal Wang’s thoughts.
The secretary at the door recognized Principal Wang; their mechanical factory had people going for training every year, but the director hadn’t mentioned today’s matter.
"Please wait a moment."
The secretary didn’t make any decisions on her own, going in and out within ten seconds, and then came out.
"Sorry, our director is dealing with something. Perhaps you two could come again another day?"
"Alright then."
Jiang Cheng readily agreed.
Principal Wang was surprised, feeling the matter wasn’t over yet.
Sure enough, he saw Jiang Cheng rummage through her bag again.
With a snap, a small green booklet fell to the ground, coincidentally landing slightly inside the door.
"My translator certificate!"
Jiang Cheng hurriedly squatted down, picking it up with a heartache, dusting off the dirt.
The factory director inside heard the word ’translator’ and immediately spoke.
"Xiao Zhang, please invite them in."
Secretary Zhang immediately pushed open the half-closed door, as Jiang Cheng stood up, nodded to those inside, and said, "Hello."
Director Sun of the mechanical factory didn’t like pleasantries, asking bluntly, "Are you a translator?"
Jiang Cheng immediately straightened her posture, loudly and proudly saying, "Yes! I am currently a translator proficient in Japanese, Russian, and English."
"Currently?"
A man wearing glasses sitting opposite Director Sun inquired, sounding confused.
Jiang Cheng said confidently, "Exactly, I believe my intelligence and talent won’t be limited to just three languages!"
The man wearing glasses frowned slightly, showing displeasure, and said, "Bragging shamelessly!"
"Director, such a person cannot do translation well! Our equipment is too precious; if she translates wrongly, we wouldn’t have a second chance."
Director Sun didn’t speak, instead looking at Jiang Cheng and asked, "What are you here for today?"
Jiang Cheng seized the opportunity to mention the matter of the night school organizing a play.
After hearing, Director Sun asked an unrelated question.
"Are you Jiang Cheng?"
"Yes, your son Sun Jiandong is my classmate."
Jiang Cheng’s straightforwardness left a good impression on Director Sun.
He liked straightforwardness, disliked roundabout ways.
"I know you, my disappointing son seems to be changing so much that I barely recognize him lately."


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