Rong Yan and Old Xu got into the car, and once it started, Old Xu didn't beat around the bush.
He directly asked, "Comrade Rong Yan, our organization is looking to hire you as a translator, we're offering US$ 150 per month, would you be interested?"
Rong Yan wasn't surprised at all by his question...
After all, Old Xu had dropped hints over the past few days.
And indeed, a salary of US$ 150 was quite high.
"But, my highest education is only junior high school... I'm afraid that might not be appropriate..."
As soon as he heard this, Old Xu knew there was hope, and he hastily said:
"Your professional level has already surpassed that of ordinary translators. Even Song City doesn't have anyone as capable as you, so your diploma is not an issue. Of course, if you are willing, our organization has a quota. We could recommend you for night school to take part in education for adults or self-study exams, and once you get your diploma, you can advance your academic qualifications..."
