Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

The next day was the day when Ji Fanfan and President Cai made an appointment to meet, and he drove out early in the car.

This car was quietly picked up by Snoke from the 4S shop for him on the day he returned to China.

It turned out that President Cai had already told Snoke about asking Ji Fanfan to translate "Dimension Divide". Snoke also felt that this would be a good opportunity for Ji Fanfan to fully develop his reputation in China, so he not only prepared a place for Ji Fanfan in advance place, and also prepared means of transportation carefully.

Regarding his advance arrangements, Ji Fanfan could only sigh after knowing, and then typed the corresponding amount to Snoke's bank card number, and then accepted everything.

When we arrived at the downstairs of President Cai's house, the time was just right.

President Cai said that Elder Heng would also be here today, and Ji Fanfan was a little nervous. After all, Elder Heng has a high status. If President Cai hadn't recommended him, he probably would never have had the chance to see Elder Heng in his life.

This "Dimensional Divide" written by Heng Lao is divided into three parts. Ji Fanfan has read these three parts many times when he was in college. The content in them is particularly attractive to him, whether it is theory or plot.

Moreover, this book has been translated into English and sold in Europe two years ago. Of course, it is also extremely popular. Even the famous foreign writer Shakespeare David highly recommends this book.

Ji Fanfan took a deep breath to calm down his excitement. He never thought that he would have the honor to translate this book now.

However, Ji Fanfan clenched his right arm subconsciously. His right hand still needs to go to the hospital for regular checkups, and it cannot support him to type and write for a long time. Although he has been training his left hand for a year, the left hand How can his flexibility be compared to his right hand that has been used for more than 20 years.

So if they would give him more time to translate, he would definitely take the job!

"Excuse me, are you here to find Uncle Cai?"

A clear voice faintly rang in his ears, and Ji Fanfan subconsciously looked towards the place where the voice appeared.

But in the next second, Ji Fanfan and the person who just spoke were stunned.

Zhai Sicheng quickly walked up to Ji Fanfan, and embraced him with his long arms.

Zhai Sicheng is still such a gentleman, even hugging with restraint, and the real touch in his arms made him heave a sigh of relief, like a stone in his heart finally let go.

Ji Fanfan patted him on the back lightly, and said with a smile, "I planned to visit you again in two days, but I didn't expect to meet you here."

He paused for a second, and his smile became more sincere, "Brother Sicheng, I'm back."

Zhai Sicheng let go of him, looked at him face to face for a long time, but suddenly showed some disappointment, and asked with concern: "Where have you been this year? Why haven't you contacted me for so long? The phone number has also been turned off all the time." ..."

Ji Fanfan shook his head with a smile. When he left, he was in a bad state. He didn't want to meet anyone he knew, and he didn't want them to know where he was.

He just wanted to find a quiet place to let himself go, so he pulled out the calling card.

Later, he got a new phone card in Russia, but he kept the domestic phone card in the corner all the time.

Ji Fanfan lowered his eyes, and his voice was very soft, easily lost in the wind, "I went to Moscow, no one knows me there, it's easier than staying in China."

Zhai Sicheng felt sore when he heard this, because he knew about Ji Fanfan's difficult time, so he couldn't say any words of comfort at this moment, after all, all words were too pale.

Ji Fanfan did not continue the heavy topic, but raised his head and smiled, "There is also good news, look..." He said and shook his right hand in front of Zhai Sicheng.

Zhai Sicheng looked at his hands in surprise, "Your hands..."

Ji Fanfan didn't say much about the treatment of his hand, he just wanted to reassure those who cared about him.

Zhai Sicheng stared blankly at the person in front of him, he really looked much better than his previous state, but all this changed when he was not by his side.

Bitterness surged in Zhai Sicheng's heart, so did he just pretend to be sentimental? Even if he didn't have others, he could live well...

"Why are you two standing outside?" President Cai was about to go out to meet Elder Heng, but he didn't expect to see the two of them standing outside talking.

President Cai walked slowly beside them, and said with a cheerful smile: "Sicheng, F, do you know each other?"

Zhai Sicheng was stunned again when he heard Chairman Cai's words, and turned his head to look at the person beside him in disbelief, "You are, F?"

Ji Fanfan rubbed his neck in embarrassment, "Yes."

President Cai patted Zhai Sicheng on the shoulder familiarly, "Haha, since you guys know each other well, I won't introduce any more. Sicheng, you take F into the house first. Elder Heng is coming, so I'll pick him up first."

"I'll go with you." Ji Fanfan followed President Cai and walked out with him.

As soon as the two of them left, Zhai Sicheng naturally followed, but just after taking two steps, a black car slowly stopped beside him.

A middle-aged man with all white hair got out of the car. He was dressed simply. He looked very thin, but he was very energetic. His gestures and gestures were full of vigor and cleanliness that only young people can have.

Ji Fanfan had seen the photo of Heng Lao, and the person in front of him was him. He couldn't help standing up straight, his nerves tensed up.

President Cai smiled and shook hands with Mr. Heng, and he did not forget to introduce the two juniors to Mr. Heng, "You know Sicheng, and this is the little brother I told you about." He asked Ji Fanfan again, "F, do you have a Chinese name?"

Ji Fanfan was so nervous that his palms were sweating, "Yes, my name is Ji Fanfan, ordinary Fan."

He hadn't said his name for a long time, and he hesitated for a while.

President Cai: "Then let's call you Xiaofan? Xiaofan, this is the old man I mentioned to you."

Ji Fanfan bowed respectfully and said hello, "Hi, Mr. Heng, I am your book fan, and I especially like your "Dimension Segmentation"!"

Although Heng Lao has a great reputation in the circle, he has no pretensions. He patted Ji Fanfan's shoulder appreciatively, "Did you translate "The Rose and the Boy?"

Ji Fanfan's face was stained with a thin blush, but his attitude was still so respectful, "Yes."

Elder Heng smiled heartily, "I've seen it, the young man is not bad."

Seeing that they had a good impression of each other, President Cai said in a good mood, "Stop standing here, and quickly enter the room."

Inside the room, Ji Fanfan was sitting primly, while President Cai was making tea while talking with Heng Lao.

Chairman Cai and the others were not in a hurry to talk about cooperation, but talked with Ji Fanfan about the trivial matters in life like friends. Ji Fanfan listened carefully and expressed his opinions politely, maintaining a humble attitude from beginning to end.

Zhai Sicheng looked at Ji Fanfan, who was talking to them politely and thoughtfully, with mixed emotions in his heart. He never thought that F would be the person in front of him.

About four months ago, he went to Moscow on a business trip. At that time, F's name was only heard of by a small number of people, and of course he knew it.

At that time, Zhai Sicheng felt that his translation ability was very good, and he happened to have a cooperation project in hand that needed a translator who was proficient in Russian, so if possible, he wanted to invite him to join.

It was only later that he heard that F was in poor health and had been recuperating in a nursing home, so he gave up that idea.

Zhai Sicheng's dark eyes were stained with unspeakable gloom. He couldn't believe that they were so close. He thought, if he hadn't given up on that thought and had gone to that nursing home, then their relationship would be different now. will not be different...

The conversation with Chairman Cai and the others lasted until noon, and it was finally decided that Ji Fanfan would start the translation of "Dimension Separation". Moreover, considering the reason for his hand, the delivery time was also extended a lot, Mr. Heng He also said that if Ji Fanfan didn't understand how to explain the physical theories in the book, he could ask him.

Ji Fanfan couldn't imagine such a perfect outcome like a pie in the sky. He breathed out softly, fortunately, nothing went wrong in front of them today.

President Cai stayed with them for lunch, and then planned to go fishing with Heng Lao, and Ji Fanfan also got up to leave at this time.

Zhai Sicheng chose to leave with Ji Fanfan.

The summer weather was very sweltering. When Ji Fanfan was about to drive away, Zhai Sicheng suddenly stood outside the car and knocked on his window. He suggested in a gentle voice, "Would you like to find a place to sit for a while?"

Ji Fanfan replied with a smile, "Okay."

Zhai Sicheng was also polite, and directly opened the door to get in the car, "I don't want to drive, you can take me for a ride, the location is the teahouse we went to before, do you remember there?"

A scene from the past came to mind, Ji Fanfan was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized, started the car with a smile, "I remember."

The teahouse is still the same teahouse, not only the layout has not changed, even the young lady at the front desk has not changed.

And Zhai Sicheng still booked that box, and at this moment, the two of them are still sitting opposite each other, and even the seats haven't changed.

Ji Fanfan stared at this place blankly, everything here seemed to have remained the same, and everything seemed to have changed.

Zhai Sicheng's gestures for making tea are still so elegant and beautiful. When he passed the cup of tea to Ji Fanfan, this scene overlapped with the one in his memory. Ji Fanfan subconsciously stretched out his right hand to catch the teacup.

"Bang Dang" sounded softly, the teacup fell on the tea tray, and all the tea was spilled out.

Ji Fanfan came back to his senses and hurriedly put down his right hand, "I'm sorry, it's a little hot, so I didn't hold it for a while."

Zhai Sicheng's eyes fell on the tilted teacup, his eyebrows furrowed deeply, "Your hand...is still not healed, right?

Ji Fanfan pretended not to care and said, "It's okay, anyway, I'm used to my left hand now."

Zhai Sicheng rearranged the teacup with complicated eyes, and said softly, "After you left, I have been thinking, if there is no Fu Zechuan, if I met you first, what would we be now..."?