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Chapter 462 Literary Translator

Xu Hongmei had read the previous articles for this manuscript.

Looking at today, Lu Miao's level and quality have been stable, and she has even performed exceptionally well. Xu Hongmei is very satisfied.

After Xu Hongmei read the manuscript, she stamped it directly for Lu Miao.

Other editors were holding manuscripts and standing on the other side of the table to read. On the other side of the small long desk, Xu Hongmei smiled and communicated with Lu Miao:
"You can translate foreign poetry so skillfully. You are really talented. This time I want to arrange a serious manuscript job for you. Do you dare to take it?"

Lu Miao's eyes were clear and she said nothing, but she showed herself willing to hear the details.

Xu Hongmei laughed and took out a work record book from the drawer.

Open in the center, the page is densely packed with text.

Xu Hongmei squinted her eyes and looked at it, then turned back a few times.

In the dense font, several empty grids gradually appeared.

Xu Hongmei looked carefully at each area, pointed at one of the gaps with her fingertips and said:

"There are two volumes of the American masterpiece "The Storm of War". The first volume has been assigned to an experienced translator in the agency, and the second volume is still available. If you are interested, I think you can give it a try."

Lu Miao frowned, with a serious look on her face. She was considering this matter and did not express her position for the time being.

"Although they are all translators, there are many types of translations. If you have the experience of independently completing the translation of famous works, then you are a literary translator."

Xu Hongmei was very optimistic about Lu Miao and was afraid that Lu Miao would not understand. She explained again and again:
"You are still in school now, and you are translating to support your family. After you leave school, even if you don't work here anymore, with this level of experience and translation works that you can use, you will be an elite figure in the industry, and you will be able to do anything wherever you go. It’s delicious.”

What Xu Hongmei said was not a lie.

There was a real shortage of translators. Xu Hongmei took a look and realized that this situation would most likely not be short-lived.

The country will be in such a predicament for a long time to come.

The girl in front of me has excellent abilities, and is on par with several veteran translators working with the publishing house.

She is still young and has endless possibilities for the future.

Xu Hongmei cherishes her talents and does not want Lu Miao to waste her time, nor does she want Lu Miao to take detours.

At the same time, Xu Hongmei still has a part in her heart that wants to cultivate the best people in the industry.

There may be vanity in it, but more of it is that only by truly cultivating a character that can cause a sensation, certain levels of needs will be exposed to the public.

Only in this way can we more effectively appeal to the people to mobilize.

Xu Hongmei suddenly felt a little emotional.

She was also afraid that the twisted melon would not be sweet, so she gently patted Lu Miao on the shoulder and said:

"You should think about it slowly and don't be in a hurry. I'll probably wait until you arrive..."

Xu Hongmei didn't say "next weekend". Lu Miao shook her head gently:
"I should be able to give it a try, but are you anxious about this manuscript? Or should I just come over and submit the manuscript within half a month as before?"

Xu Hongmei was stunned for a moment, nodded overjoyed, and explained the request in detail:

"Long-form manuscripts are submitted once every half month, and the minimum number of words each time is guaranteed to be no less than 8,000 words."

"In terms of settlement, half of the manuscripts in the first three issues will be withheld. When the deadline for later manuscripts is collected, all will be returned and distributed."

For such a long manuscript, I am afraid that the translator will give up on it halfway, but it will be okay if I can find someone to continue it.

If you can't find someone, you can only negotiate with the translator, continue to complete the manuscript, and withhold part of the manuscript fee, which is the publisher's "bargaining chip."

It may not sound nice to say it, but it is a rule and it is not incomprehensible.

Lu Miao found this job just for the money.

She won't be embarrassed about money, and it's good to be stable.

Lu Miao had a calm mind and said humbly:
"I can't guarantee that I will be qualified, but if you believe me, I am willing to give it a try... Just like last time, I will bring some manuscripts next week, and you will check them first."

"You are just too humble!"

Xu Hongmei patted her shoulder happily:
"Congratulations in advance, great literary translator."

Lu Miao was stunned for a moment. Seeing Xu Hongmei's sincere smile, she scratched her forehead, laughed, and nodded gently:

"Yes." After signing a cooperation document for the translation of famous works at the publishing house and stamping it with his fingerprint, Lu Miao put the already creased foreign masterpiece into his handbag.

Although I came here for the money...

But Bole, who had supported and appreciated her all the way, didn't want to let them down.

Then do your best!

Patting the handbag carefully and cherishingly, Lu Miao breathed a sigh of relief and set off to the bus stop.

The sun is strong at noon in summer, so the sun hats bought in department stores are small and made of thick cotton.

It didn't matter if it couldn't cover the sun. It was still too hot to wear, so Lu Miao didn't wear it when she went out.

The sun was scorching, and she didn't have any protection. The sun burned her head.

She trotted along the road, thinking of getting to the station quickly.

There are locust trees on both sides of the road over there, and it can be cooler under the shade of the trees.

After running out a few steps, she heard someone calling her, and the voice was quite familiar.

"Comrade Xiao Lu, Comrade Xiao Lu!"

Lu Miao put her palm on the side of her head, turned around and looked back.

Two fat and thin men ran over.

One of them is middle-aged.

The other one has slightly gray hair, wears glasses, and is older.

After Lu Miao saw it clearly, he quickly stood up straighter and said:
"Director Ma?!"

Who is it if it’s not Director Ma?

Of course, Director Ma is not the only one.

In addition to Director Ma, he was also accompanied by the president of Sitong Newspaper Agency, Liu Shouyi.

Liu Shouyi nodded and said hello:
"Comrade Xiao Lu."

Lu Miao nodded seriously and greeted politely:

"President Liu."

Director Ma didn't know what he was thinking of. He frowned and turned his head to glance at Liu Shouyi in confusion.

But these are not important. Director Ma waved and spoke, and asked the two of them to go to a shady place not far ahead:
"Comrade Xiao Lu, I haven't seen you for a while. I didn't expect to see you here."

"Yes."

Lu Miao scratched her head, a little embarrassed, afraid that Director Ma would talk about the recommendation letter.

It can be seen that Director Ma and the president of Sitong News Agency are together, and Lu Miao has many suspicions in her mind.

Director Ma had asked her to get a letter of recommendation from Teacher Tan before. Could it be Amway who went to Sitong News Agency?
Although she did not go to Sitong Newspaper Agency, she had an interview there.

If Director Ma asks, explain it and it should make sense, right?

"..."

hope so.

Whatever worries you, come to you.

The three of them stood under the shade of the locust tree, and Lu Miao thought of something to say to greet them.

Director Ma went straight to the topic and asked with a smile:

"How is work these days? Is it stressful? Can you keep up with the pace? Can you adapt?"

Director Ma's expression was warm, and his tone had a kind of cordiality that made him tease the juniors.

Lu Miao scratched his head and wanted to speak, but before he could speak, Liu Shouyi tugged on Director Ma's sleeve and asked nonchalantly:

"Teacher Ma, what are you...?"