B5SB -Chapter 89 Translation

Around the Corner, Gu Yihan accidentally bumped into a young man with such force that he was knocked over, scattering the documents he was holding all over the ground.

“Whoa, are you in a hurry to be reincarnated or what?”

Immediately, Gu Yihan looked at him apologetically. “I’m so sorry!”

She hurriedly bent down to pick up the scattered papers. Glancing at them, she saw they were all in English. Following the order of the documents, she carefully organized them.

Secretary Jiang stood up from the ground and dusted himself off.

Gu Yihan quickly walked over and handed him the documents. “I’m sorry. Are you hurt? Do you want to go to the infirmary?”

Secretary Jiang looked at her, took the documents, and said irritably, “Which department are you from to be so clumsy?”

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Gu Yihan awkwardly replied, “Go get checked. I’ll pay for the examination. I’m from the Accounting Department, Gu Yihan.”

Secretary Jiang didn’t have time to respond further. He waved his hand and hurried away with the documents.

At the Director’s Office, Secretary Jiang didn’t even knock and pushed the door open. “Director Yang, Master Tong, here’s the user manual for the textile machines. Please take a look.”

Master Tong took the documents from Secretary Jiang, frowning as he flipped through the manual page by page.

Director Yang’s eyes landed on Secretary Jiang’s dusty back, and he chuckled. “Little Jiang, rolling around outside? You’re all covered in dust.”

Secretary Jiang, thinking about being knocked down so easily by a woman, muttered, “I accidentally brushed against her while looking for files in the archive.”

He quickly changed the subject. “Master Tong, can the machines be repaired today?”

Master Tong handed the documents back to Secretary Jiang with a sigh. “If this were in Russian, I could manage… but English…”

Director Yang, hearing that Master Tong couldn’t understand it, thought for a moment. “Master Tong, if we can just translate it, you can repair it, right?”

Secretary Jiang had flipped through the papers for a while and couldn’t understand them either.

Master Tong murmured, “Even if it’s translated, I still can’t guarantee I can fix it completely.”

Secretary Jiang carefully went through the documents from start to finish. His memory was decent, and when he found the instruction manual, he reviewed it thoroughly.

Even though the papers had been scattered on the ground, the order wasn’t messed up—so that meant Gu Yihan could understand it.

“Director Yang, Secretary Jiang, the machines can’t be repaired right now. I’d better return to the mechanical factory first,” Master Tong said, bidding farewell.

Director Yang politely replied, “Once I find someone to translate it, we’ll still need Master Tong to come back.”

Master Tong smiled at Director Yang. “Of course.”

After seeing him off, Director Yang noticed Little Jiang staring blankly at the documents in his hands.

He sighed. “We should send them to the library for the translators to see if they can finish quickly. A whole production line is down… this is bad.”

“Uncle Yang, you know Gu Yihan from our Accounting Department, right?” Secretary Jiang interrupted.

Director Yang looked at him curiously. “Gu Yihan?”

“Oh, I know her. She’s a military spouse stationed here in Kun City.”

Then Director Yang sized up Secretary Jiang and said, “So… you wouldn’t be interested in her, huh?”

“Too late. She’s married. Every time your dad calls, he asks me if my personal matters are settled,” Secretary Jiang said, looking at Director Yang, who seemed unreliable. “Do you know why Grandfather Yang sent me here?”

Director Yang looked at Little Jiang with a mocking expression. “I have no idea what that old man was thinking. Do you?”

“Grandfather Yang was worried about your reckless nature messing up the textile factory, so he sent me to keep an eye on you,” Secretary Jiang said, then pushed the door open and left.

Director Yang froze for a moment, then shouted after him, pointing at his back: “You brat! No respect for your elders!”

After Work, Gu Yihan lingered in the office for a while before leaving. She really didn’t want to run into Qiao Shuhui now.

As she pushed her bicycle out of the factory gate, the young man she had knocked over earlier blocked her path.

She thought he was here to demand payment for a medical check, so she reached into her bag and asked, “How much?”

Secretary Jiang watched her actions and chuckled lightly. “My name is Jiang Ling, Director Yang’s secretary.”

Gu Yihan paused with her hand in her bag and looked at him in confusion. “What does your name have to do with me?”

Secretary Jiang: “…”

Seeing him hand the documents over, Gu Yihan, though puzzled, took them.

She glanced over them—they were the same papers that had fallen that morning. Flipping through from start to finish, she noted, “Not a single page is missing?”

Secretary Jiang laughed at her thoroughness.

Meeting her confused gaze, he said, “Comrade Gu Yihan, could you help translate these documents?”

Hearing that, Gu Yihan passed the documents back to him as if they were a hot potato.

“This is beyond me—I don’t understand the language,” she said.

She pushed her bike to leave, but Secretary Jiang grabbed it. “Comrade Gu, one production line in our factory needs maintenance. Finding someone to translate it would waste too much time. Take a look yourself. It’s okay if you can’t translate it all.”

He placed the documents on her bicycle and left at a brisk pace.

Gu Yihan looked at the documents, seriously suspecting that Secretary Jiang wanted her to work overtime for free. With no choice, she slipped them into her bag.

She rode her bicycle back to the residential compound, where Mrs. Li, the wife of Commissar Li, saw her.

Pointing at Gu Yihan’s back, she turned to her younger sister-in-law, Li Xia, and said, “That woman is Commander Lu’s wife.”

“Just a wasteful woman. I heard from Lan Cao that she eats alone at home.”

“Xia, don’t follow her example. After marriage, all the good things at home should go with the man.”

“Our reliance as women is on our own men at home. We must take care of them.”

Li Xia felt disdainful inside. “So we should all be like you, serving the whole family like a slave?”

But outwardly, she smiled and replied, “Sister-in-law, I’ve grown up under your eyes. I’ll follow your example.”

“In our villages, none of them can compare to you.”

“You’re famous in the commune. People even say you’re lucky and good for your husband.”

Li Xia, however, thought to herself, “Every village is full of people who think you’re foolish. You won’t spare anything for yourself, so who knows who’ll benefit later?”

She wasn’t stupid. If she didn’t care about herself, why would she care about anyone else?

After dinner, Gu Yihan walked around the yard. Using her awareness, she picked a fruit from her space.

Holding a small, bright-red fruit with an unknown name, she knew the system said it wasn’t useful for adults.

She took a bite. The sweet juice filled her mouth. “Mmm… this tastes amazing,” she thought.

Back in her room, she took out the machine manual and read it from start to finish. It wasn’t difficult—before long, she had finished translating it.