Chapter 120: Eighty-Old Doorstep (120) Dog Translation
Thanks to Lao Mo's great contribution to the factory and Director Ma's loudspeaker shouting again, they restrained themselves a lot.
Also because of the winter, the cinema was empty and too cold, so fewer people came.
If this had happened before, the relationship between his family and Gu Ziqiang would have been criticized.
But making trouble for Mo Hongying would not solve the problem at all.
Today, the factory is full of decadence, and the entrance of the factory looks like it has been given a shot of chicken blood.
Mo Hongying got off her bicycle after returning from shopping for groceries, and slipped into the factory, for fear of disturbing the good things going on in the factory.
Mo Hongying stopped Mo Hongmei, who was standing at the door of the service club holding up a cotton curtain and peeping her head, "Hongmei, Hongmei, what happened?"
"I heard that a Japanese expert was invited to help us solve the problem." Mo Hongmei lowered the curtain and looked at her and whispered.
"Japanese expert?" Mo Hongying frowned and looked at her and said, "Really? Fake?"
"This expert is still fake!" Mo Hongmei pointed to the long door and said, "Look at the welcoming posture, it's impossible!"
"Then what are the Japanese experts here for?" Mo Hongying looked at her curiously and asked.
"I heard that they are here to help us solve the problem of the rice cooker." Mo Hongmei looked at her with bright eyes and said, "Let's solve it quickly! I was almost stared at by the people in the factory."
These days, almost no one comes to her service club. Even if someone does come, they talk in a weird way, buy something, and spit before leaving.
Mo Hongmei accompanied her carefully, not daring to say a word in defense.
"Japanese expert?" Mo Hongying set up her bicycle against the wall and decided to see who this Japanese expert was.
"From what I saw in the newspaper, many of the production lines introduced for our home appliances are either from Japan or Germany." Mo Hongmei looked at her with bright eyes and said, "It is also appropriate to ask them to come and see where the problem lies."
"Can't we do it ourselves? Why invite Japanese experts?" Mo Hongying looked at her with deep eyes and asked.
"The most capable one ran away, and we didn't dare to touch the other machines for fear of breaking them." Mo Hongmei said in a low voice, "The technical team has not found the problem since it was returned. !”
"You'll know what's so difficult if you dismantle this rice cooker or that one." Mo Hongying said simply and easily.
"I heard that it was dismantled, but I didn't find out the reason." Mo Hongmei frowned and looked at her and said, "I just found out the cause. What about this production line? I heard that the imported goods from Yishui were perfectly matched by the machine. If it is installed, it cannot be installed, and no one dares to touch it.”
"You're trying to scare people!" Mo Hongying looked at her in surprise and said.
"What am I trying to do with you? How dare you dismantle the TV if it's broken! Who dares to dismantle such a precious thing!" Mo Hongmei pointed at the factory area with her index finger, "Not to mention such a sophisticated production line!"
"I dare to dismantle them, aren't they just some circuit boards?" Mo Hongying said simply and easily.
"Ahem..." Mo Hongmei was so shocked that she coughed, "You...you..."
"Dong dong..." The loud and noisy gongs and drums started beating.
The children happily waved the bright plastic bouquets in their hands, "Welcome, welcome, warm welcome..."
Mo Hongying patted Mo Hongmei's back and looked at the factory entrance. .
Mo Hongmei gently pushed Mo Hongying's hand away and said excitedly, "Look, it's coming, it's coming." She turned slightly to look at Mo Hongying and said, "I'm fine."
A black car drove slowly over and stopped at the entrance of the factory.
Director Ma raised his hand and pressed down. The sound of gongs, drums and welcomes immediately disappeared, and the scene became very quiet.
Everyone stared directly at the car, their eyes full of curiosity.
The passenger door was pushed open, and a young man in a black suit came out. He quickly opened the back seat door and put his hand on the top of the door.
"What a great posture!" Mo Hongmei muttered in a low voice, and then added, "I wonder what this expert looks like?"
"I'll know it soon." Mo Hongying stared at the back seat of the car intently.
A fat-headed guy with a little hair and bulging goldfish eyes walked out from inside.
"Mr. Fujita!"
Mo Hongying frowned slightly, speaking broken Mandarin with a unique southern accent.
Director Ma came forward and said, "Translator Wang, where is Mr. Fujita?"
Translator Wang nodded the car with his chin and said, "I'll be out soon. Please wait a moment."
"Hey!" Director Ma looked at the car anxiously.
No wonder Director Ma is anxious, the factory is really at a critical moment now.
Products sold are not refundable! The most fatal thing is that if the reputation is ruined, it will be over.
"He looks like the dog translator in our movie." Mo Hongmei looked at the fat man next to the car with wide black eyes and said, "He has a fat head and a flattering face."
Mo Hongying has seen these movies before, and the descriptions are really similar, and she raised the corners of her lips slightly.
"It's out, it's out." Mo Hongmei said excitedly.
The first pair of shiny black leather shoes that came out could make a person stand out.
Flies can slip when standing on it, and mosquitoes can split.
Then wearing black suit pants and slender legs, the man bent down and got out of the car.
This perfectly domineering CEO looks good on camera, but unfortunately he is too short and has a third-class disability, which greatly reduces his appearance.
Wearing a black ironed black woolen coat and a black gentleman's hat.
If you add a civilized stick, it will be full of British style.
"Mr. Fujita, hello, hello." Director Ma stretched out his hand and said, "I am the director of the machinery factory, my surname is Ma!" Seeing that Mr. Fujita had no intention of reaching out, he withdrew his hand and touched the seam of his trousers. A look of embarrassment.
Translator Wang bowed slightly to introduce Director Ma to Mr. Fujita, then straightened up and continued arrogantly, "Director Ma, this is Mr. Fujita, the chief technical expert of Mitsubishi Corporation of Japan." He leaned slightly and continued. Bao said, "Mitsubishi Heavy Industries, you know! It's an internationally renowned large company." The big words were bitten very hard, and he glanced sideways at Factory Director Ma and said, "You are lucky to have him here."
"Yes, yes! Please give me Mr. Fujita's advice, but we are really worried about waiting for you." Director Ma said in a low voice, "Please, please."
"Let's go!" Mr. Fujita said reluctantly, and added kindly, "Lead the way."
Translator Wang raised his chest and raised his head, and translated again proudly.
"Please, please, please come with me." Director Ma said with a smile, "Come on, come on, beat the gongs and drums." He looked at the cute children and shouted, "Hurry, welcome..."
Director Ma looked haggard, as if he had been given a shot of blood, his cheeks were rosy and he looked excited.
"Wait a minute!" Mo Hongying shouted loudly outside the crowd, but unfortunately her voice was drowned in the sound of gongs and drums.
(End of chapter)
