Rich in the 70s: I Made a Rugged Veteran a Millionaire novel Chapter 53

Chapter 53: Chapter 53: Eighty Yuan Translation Fee

Jiang Cheng successfully snagged a meal for tomorrow, satisfied as he left the machinery factory.

At the factory gate, Principal Wang and Manager Guo took a slightly longer route just to ensure Jiang Cheng’s safe return to the courtyard houses.

On the way, Manager Guo curiously asked, "Mr. Jiang, how long have you been studying foreign languages?"

"Hmm—it’s been a while—I should count—"

After hearing this, Manager Guo nodded knowingly and said, "I can tell from your level that you’ve been learning for quite some time."

"A month and eight days."

Both spoke simultaneously, causing Manager Guo to instinctively look at Jiang Cheng instead of the road.

"Watch out!"

Jiang Cheng pulled on Manager Guo’s bicycle handlebar, causing him to ground one foot. Though the bike tilted slightly, fortunately, they didn’t fall.

In front was a pitch-black lamppost with a bit of white paint on it; they narrowly avoided hitting it.

"Are you okay?"

Principal Wang rushed over with a flashlight.

"Luckily the bike’s fine, it’s quite expensive; it’d hurt to damage it."

Manager Guo, steady now, was momentarily unsure who to express his frustration with first.

"Exactly, not only would the bike be damaged, but you’d also have to compensate for the lamppost."

After Jiang Cheng chimed in, Principal Wang suddenly realized, "You’re absolutely right! The tires would’ve been tough to deal with too!"

Manager Guo rolled his eyes multiple times in the dark, but unfortunately, no one could see.

"Excuse me, don’t you see me, a living person here? By the way, I’m fine!!"

On both sides, Jiang Cheng and Principal Wang, who were bending over the bicycle, simultaneously looked up, speaking confidently and self-assuredly.

"Of course I know you’re okay!"

"Knowing you’re fine, that’s why we were worried about the bike."

Manager Guo, both amused and exasperated by these two, chuckled.

"This bike is worth having the two of you!" 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Jiang Cheng and Principal Wang chuckled along, helping Manager Guo push the bike to the middle of the road.

"Did you just say you’ve been studying for a month and eight days?"

Preparing to get back on the bike, Jiang Cheng responded, "Yes! If it’s past midnight, it’ll be a month and nine days."

Upon saying this, she footed the pedal, kicked twice, and then swung her rear leg back to settle into the seat, pedaling off.

Manager Guo kept replaying the words ’a month and eight days’ in his mind.

Is this even possible??

"Let’s go. If we don’t head home soon, it’ll be sunrise."

Pushing the bike along, Principal Wang continued, "Don’t use normal thinking with Jiang Cheng, she’s brilliantly talented!"

Suddenly, Principal Wang felt these four words were custom-made for Jiang Cheng.

*

Jiang Cheng arrived home smoothly, thanked Principal Wang and Manager Guo after they parted ways.

In the courtyard, every household was asleep, except for the Shen Family where a dim light shone.

With a creak, the Shen Family’s door opened.

Grandma Shen held a kerosene lamp, lighting up a piece of the little world, and at the sight of Jiang Cheng, her worried face finally relaxed.

"Why so late today?"

Jiang Cheng pushed the bike over as Grandma Shen placed a wooden board on the steps.

Jiang Cheng pushed the bike indoors, quietly saying, "Got held up at the factory for a bit, but I got a big job."

They entered the house one after the other, Grandma Shen stored the board and closed the door.

Shen Xing and Shen Yue were already asleep; Jiang Cheng took a glance and then quietly backed out.

Then, on the dining table, she saw a small pile of shelled sunflower seeds, with a note beside them.

Scribbled crookedly: Sister, Yue Yue peeled them.

Jiang Cheng silently smiled while eating the sunflower seeds.

Just then, Grandma Shen quietly came over with a bowl of thick rice porridge, a salted duck egg, and a dish of garlic eggplants.

Jiang Cheng reached out, but Grandma Shen stopped her with a look, whispering, "This little bit, my old lady can still carry."

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