Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies

After they finished eating, Rong Yan said, "I need to go work with them soon, you do your own thing."

She had scheduled to meet in the hotel lobby at 7:30 this morning.

It was only seven o’clock now, a bit early.

"...Okay," Qin Ye agreed readily, but he was still somewhat worried inside.

However, he quickly remembered that there were two people from the city, so there was nothing to worry about.

Qin Ye had indeed been busy these past few days.

Moreover, what he looked forward to most was coming back in the evening.

"By the way, are you coming back after dinner, or later in the evening?"

"It depends on their work, but it won’t be later than eight or nine...you don’t have to wait for me,"

"...Alright, I’m leaving first." Qin Ye stood up, and took the remains of their breakfast trash with him.

Rong Yan was dressed in the outfit she had bought yesterday—a white short-sleeve top and Western-style pants, making her look capable and refreshing.

She tied her hair into a ponytail, adding a particularly strong sense of youth.

Overall, she looked very dignified.

After changing her shoes in the room and seeing that the time was about right, she then left.

When she reached the lobby, she saw Old Xu and Song Cheng were already there.

They, too, saw her.

"Comrade Rong Yan, you’ve arrived, come and sit." Old Xu waved warmly at Rong Yan.

Rong Yan walked over with poise.

She nodded slightly to the two men as a greeting.

Old Xu sized up the young woman... He found her appearance truly impressive.

Since the foreigners hadn’t come down yet, and it wasn’t the time yet,

Old Xu started chatting with Rong Yan, as they hadn’t talked much yesterday with the foreigners around.

"Comrade Rong Yan, which school did you graduate from? Where did you work before?"

If she wasn’t currently employed, he thought about drawing her to their department.

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Their department was responsible for attracting foreign investment and needed talents proficient in foreign languages.

Rong Yan confidently answered, "I only graduated from middle school. I taught myself foreign languages. I learned English and German and, besides, I just got married over a month ago and haven’t started working yet."

Her words surprised both men.

Old Xu and Song Cheng had graduated from university, with Song Cheng specializing in German.

They were bona fide university students.

Old Xu had entered university the year the national college entrance exam was reinstated and had been assigned to work in the city ever since... The only difference being his rise in position.

He had not expected that the girl who spoke German so well had—contrary to his assumption of her being from some prestigious university—only graduated from middle school.

Who would believe that?

The astonishment on Song Cheng’s face was unmistakable; he was genuinely taken aback.

Originally, he had wanted to find an opportunity today to ask the question he hadn’t broached yesterday—what university she had graduated from.

Could it be that she was a fellow alumnus?

Yet, unexpectedly... she had said she only graduated from middle school.

Luckily, Old Xu was quite composed. After his initial shock, he quickly regained his composure.

"...You really are an incredibly inspirational young woman, truly impressive, a role model for everyone."

He said this from the heart.

Changing fate... was inseparable from one’s own efforts.

Song Cheng agreed with this, nodding, "You are really impressive! More than many others."

Self-learning... requires immense willpower and self-discipline.

That’s not something ordinary people can achieve.

"Not bad!" Rong Yan showed a shy smile at the right moment.

Old Xu felt quite conflicted. Initially, he thought she was a university graduate, so he planned to recruit talents into their department.

But now... if she only had a middle school education, then it wasn’t something he could decide alone.

Perhaps—better to wait until these few days were over, then observe further... to better expand on her advantages and more effectively persuade the department colleagues.

If it were solely up to him, he would have made his decision today.

Unfortunately, it was not.

Rong Yan was unaware of his inner turmoil.

Because she saw the foreigners coming down.

Old Xu also noticed the foreigners coming down, so he could no longer attend to Rong Yan.

He got up to greet them, "Mr. Frank! Good morning!"

Rong Yan was being paid by the foreigners, so naturally, she joined their side.

Thus, after Old Xu spoke, she immediately translated for him.

Old Xu had everything scheduled, so after the initial greetings, they planned to visit the first factory today.

They were going to tour an electronics factory.

There were three cars outside.

Rong Yan shared a car with Old Xu and Frank, while Song Cheng rode with the other foreigners.

They had quite a lot to discuss today...

Qin Ye was also busy.

He, Ye Cheng, and Lu Yong had become buddies, and of course, he would bring them in on the money-making venture.

However, Ye Cheng and Lu Yong had just arrived that morning, having hitched a ride on a tractor which had set off at 3:30 a.m.

Sleeping in the jolting bed of the vehicle.

But obviously, they hadn’t slept well.

"I say, Brother Qin, you came to the city yesterday and didn’t tell us. If you had, we could have come with you," then they wouldn’t have had to wake up at the crack of dawn to ride that broken tractor.

It nearly shook him to death.

If he weren’t young, his bones might have disassembled.

Ye Cheng’s words resonated strongly with Lu Yong.

"Brother Qin, did you come to the city with Sister-in-Law yesterday? I heard people saw you at the station."

Qin Ye glanced at him and nodded, "Yes, together."

Ye Cheng and Lu Yong’s eyes lit up immediately, "Where’s Sister-in-Law then? Why didn’t we see her?"

"She was translating for the foreigners yesterday." His tone was calm, but his eyes and expressions were filled with pride.

This indicated that his feelings were quite different from his expressions.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have mentioned it.

Lu Yong: ...

Ye Cheng: ...

What was he talking about? Why couldn’t they understand a single word?

Ye Cheng was the quickest to recover, "Brother Qin, don’t joke, what foreigners..."

And translating.

Translate what?

There’s no way they aren’t familiar enough with Rong Yan’s qualifications—just middle school.

Brother Qin really knew how to joke.

If not for his high tolerance, his teeth might have fallen out from laughter.

Qin Ye glared at them, "Who’s joking with you, you illiterate? What would you know? My wife may have only graduated from middle school, but she self-taught, knows two foreign languages! That German she speaks is smooth, and the foreigners hired her specifically, paying her a salary."

Lu Yong: ...

Ye Cheng: ...

Maybe they were the foreigners, otherwise how could they not understand a word?