Withered Broken Ice Blue

Chapter 252 Bleeding Ear Hole

Chi Feiwan smiled but said nothing. Jiang Huaixu slid the mouse, clicked on the file and entered the password. The interface switched to Word, and then he pointed the screen at Chi Feiwan: "The whole article is in Chinese, your job is to translate it into English.

There are six articles in total, and I'll pay you one thousand dollars for each article."

Chi Feiwan suspected that he was hallucinating: "I think you meant one thousand yuan."

Jiang Huaixu threw the blank folder in the cabinet to her: "As a boss, how can your employees be loyal to you if you don't have this much credibility?"

Chi Feiwan used to work as a translator, and the price he offered was far lower than Jiang Huaixu's: "Are you sure you're giving me the price that a normal employee in your company would pay me?"

Of course not, this is the price of a future boss lady.

Jiang Huaixu curled his lips: "One article is more than 20 pages long. Your energy is very valuable to me."

Chi Feiwan laughed: "Boss Jiang really flatters me."

One thousand dollars, Chi Feiwan was really embarrassed: "Well, you gave me such a high salary, I am meeting one of your conditions, as long as it is not excessive, I can agree to it."

Jiang Huaixu already knew that Chi Fei would say this in the evening, and he had already thought of the conditions: "A year in New York is equivalent to traveling in New York. I hope you enjoy this year of traveling in New York."

Chi Feiwan was incredulous: "Is this your condition?"

Jiang Huaixu smiled and nodded.

"Whether it's work or life, I hope you are happy." Jiang Huaixu looked at Chi Feiwan seriously and said.

Chi Feiwan picked up the folder and said, "I hope your blessing is sincere."

In the following days, Chi Feiwan devoted himself to his work.

Every day she would translate the documents into accurate and fluent English according to Jiang Huaixu's requirements.

In fact, there is still a certain gap between machine translation and human translation.

Sometimes, Chinese words are expressed very beautifully, but after machine translation, this beauty and emotional color are often lost.

However, manual translation is quite different. The originally beautiful and moving Chinese words can still maintain their elegance once translated into English.

There was no SIM card in her cell phone and Chi Feiwan didn’t like playing games, so translation became her only pleasure in New York.

Yes, she regards translation as a kind of pleasure. It’s not that she is crazy, but that she finally doesn’t have to be idle.

Chi Feiwan has a job, but Jiang Huaixu is even more idle than him. He is not an internet addict, and his eyes get tired after playing games for too long.

He put his electronic products on the table and went to the bedroom to pick out clothes.

Jiang Huaixu opened the wardrobe, which was filled with all kinds of clothes.

One of the wardrobes is filled with all black, white and grey clothes, while the other wardrobe is filled with colorful clothes.

It took me a long time to choose the preface to Jiang Huai.

He was choosing carefully in front of the wardrobe, and finally his eyes fell on the dark blue short-sleeved shirt.

He gently picked up the shirt and put it on.

Next, he chose a pair of black overalls and paired them with a pair of black and white sneakers.

He adjusted his hair in front of the mirror and went out.

Downstairs, Chi Feiwan was still concentrating on translating documents.

Jiang Huaixu walked quietly to her side, and seeing her serious expression, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

He patted Chi Feiwan's shoulder gently and said, "You've worked hard, do you want to go out for a walk and relax?"

Chi Feiwan closed the folder. On the coffee table in the living room were messy papers with beautiful handwriting. She looked up at Jiang Huaixu's expectant eyes: "I want to relax, but I never thought of going with you?"

Jiang Huaixu still had a black card in his hand and smiled softly: "If you don't go with me, what if you lose it?"

Chi Feiwan didn't have a phone card, so he couldn't even use data. Going out alone was indeed a hassle.

Not to mention the money issue, even if navigation to a certain location requires data, she wouldn't be able to navigate at all without a phone card.

Jiang Huaixu bent down and looked at Chi Feiwan, who was sitting cross-legged on the carpet. "Let's not talk about whether you are lost or not. You can't do anything without a SIM card in your phone."

Jiang Huaixu's words were true. Chi Feiwan had never played with his phone like this before. The number of times a phone without data was used outside was pitifully small.

Chi Feiwan looked down at her nightgown and put the pen on the table: "I'm going to change my clothes."

He refused to agree just now, but now he has changed his mind.

That’s why Jiang Huaixu said that even the Sichuan Opera’s face-changing skills are not as fast as hers.

The tags on the new clothes were still on, and in order not to waste too much time, Chi Feiwan wore a skirt.

Jiang Huaixu was waiting in the car with the top of his sports car closed. The moment he saw Chi Feiwan coming out in a skirt, a series of idioms praising women flashed through his mind.

She was wearing a beige dress and standing in the sun, like a goddess endowed with divinity, with long hair falling to her shoulders, skin as white as jade, and impeccable facial features, especially her blue eyes that contained the stars sinking into the sea, clear and bright.

Jiang Huaixu had witnessed Chi Feiwan's beauty since childhood, so he understood what it meant that beauty lies in the bones, not in the skin.

At night, when Chi Feiwan was sleeping soundly, Jiang Huaixu also used his hands to feel what superior bone structure was.

Chi Feiwan opened the car door and got in. He lowered his head to look for a mirror and inadvertently tucked the fallen hair behind his ears.

Invisibly, he was teasing Jianghuai Xu.

Jiang Huaixu drove with the forced calmness, and from time to time he glanced at Chi Feiwan who was looking at herself in the mirror and admiring herself.

In his view, Chi Feiwan was vain, but the direction that Chi Feiwan's mirror was pointed at was her ears.

Just now when I was changing clothes, I accidentally touched the ear piercing with a lot of force, which caused bleeding behind the ear piercing.

Chi Feiwan couldn't see the extent of the bleeding behind her ear even if she moved the mirror closer, after all, her eyes were not at the back of her head.

After getting out of the car, Chi Feiwan put away the mirror and gently touched the back of his ear. It was extremely painful.

The two of them were strolling on the streets of New York, and Jiang Huaixu could feel Chi Feiwan's absent-mindedness.

Even though Chi Feiwan hypnotized herself and told herself not to care, the clear pain in her ear was real and she could not ignore it.

Jiang Huaixu was not blind. The moment Chi Feiwan lifted her hair, he saw the blood behind Chi Feiwan's ear hole that was blocked by the ear plug.

He subconsciously stepped forward and touched her, whispering, "Do you need me to buy you some iodine?"

That year, Shen Linxi took her to get her ears pierced. She didn't take good care of them, and their ears healed during the process. When Shen Linxi took her to get her ears pierced again, they got inflamed quite a few times.

Even if the new ear piercing has been done three years ago, the ear piercing with earrings is still very fragile.

Chi Feiwan gently touched the ear stick in front of him and bit his lip: "Jiang Huaixu, can you take a picture of the back of my ear for me? I want to see if it's serious."

Jiang Huaixu frowned: "No need to take a picture, it looks pretty serious to me."

It costs a lot for girls to become beautiful.

"Take a picture, I want to see." If I'm not mistaken, when I go home to get the ear stick, there is a clot of blood behind the ear hole again.

"Row."