"Right, following Nianhua is definitely the way to go," Fei Jiayi said, hugging Xu Nianhua tightly and happily exclaimed, "I fought hard to get into Beining University, and being able to share a dorm room with you is truly the luckiest thing ever."
"Absolutely," Ding Guo nodded eagerly.
Chang Hui, Zhou Wanwan, Liao Jinling, and the others, although they didn’t speak, their eyes clearly expressed that they felt the same way.
Pei Yining, who couldn’t stop laughing at the side, looked at the still customer-free studio and said, "Come on, let’s take a picture now, you might get busy later."
Pei Yining’s suggestion immediately got everyone’s response, all being girls who love beauty, who wouldn’t want to take a pretty picture?
Moreover, today was a special day for the opening of the 302 Translation Studio; on such a unique day, taking a photo was naturally the best thing to do. View the correct content at NovelHub
The six of them lined up, centering around Xu Nianhua, with the 302 Translation Studio sign just to the side.
Pei Yining was adjusting the camera on the side, looking for the best angle.
"One, two, three, cheese!"
The six of them shouted in unison, and their radiant smiles were captured in an instant as the shutter sound clicked.
Pei Yining pressed the shutter several times to make sure she got a beautiful photo.
"There, once I get them printed and enlarged, everyone will look great," Pei Yining said, and her words were not just bragging. She loved photography, was willing to work hard at it, and after professional training, her photos had become quite impressive.
"Yining, remember to print one for each of us," Fei Jiayi reminded, almost wishing she could see the photo right away.
The sound of firecrackers echoed as the studio opened for business, attracting the curiosity of neighbors and passersby, all wondering what it was for.
Fei Jiayi and the others also took the task of explaining seriously and meticulously, using Xu Nianhua’s words: "These people are all potential clients; you never know, your explanation today might bring in business later on."
A middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit walked in, surveying the modest studio.
"Good day, sir. Do you need a translation?"
Xu Nianhua happened to be tidying the books on the table and greeted him warmly as soon as she saw him.
"Young lady, are you still a student?" the middle-aged man asked, examining Xu Nianhua’s somewhat youthful face. Even though she spoke with composure, her young face could not be concealed.
"Yes, I am a student at Beining University. But please trust us, if we dare open a studio, we can certainly guarantee the accuracy of our translations," Xu Nianhua said with conviction and confidence, giving a sense of trust.
"What’s your name, young lady?" the middle-aged man inquired.
Xu Nianhua introduced herself: "My name is Xu Nianhua, a freshman at Beining University, and I also won first prize in the recent English competition." She didn’t like to show off, but in order to gain others’ trust, she had to do so.
The middle-aged man scrutinized Xu Nianhua, his gaze causing some confusion in her. Was there something wrong with her?
"How much do you charge to translate a contract?" the middle-aged man asked, adding, "My name is Yu Dajiang, I’m the director of a cotton factory. Our cotton is to be exported to England, so we need to sign a contract."
Yu Dajiang explained.
Xu Nianhua’s eyes lit up instantly.