Early in the morning, Han Yan jumped out of bed like a carp. Although he did not set the alarm, the good habits he had developed these days had become a natural reaction of his body. He woke up at the first glimmer of dawn.
Last night, he stayed up until one o 'clock in the morning and fed Qiqi milk before going to bed. This morning, he could still wake up at five o' clock full of energy. This showed the wonders of Zhang Sanfeng's internal martial arts.
As usual, he ran, practiced martial arts, and bought breakfast to eat at home. This kind of single life was a bit boring, but it was healthier and more leisurely than most people.
Humming a little tune, Han Yan made the milk powder. He carried Qiqi to the balcony and looked at the scenery outside while feeding her. Han Yan had a flash of inspiration. Should he play some classical music or children's songs for Qiqi? He heard that it was good for the baby's brain development and for future early education.
"Ding dong!"
This was not the sound of the doorbell. Han Yan's house did not have a doorbell at all! This was the sound of his phone's message notification. It had been a long time since he last used it. Han Yan also thought for a while before he reacted.
He picked up his phone from the coffee table and looked. There was money in his Alipay account! There was an extra seven hundred yuan! Yesterday, he translated more than two thousand five hundred words. After deducting the commission, this was the amount!
Looking at the time, it was a little over nine o 'clock. If he went to work at eight o' clock, it seemed that Xinda Translation Company's efficiency was quite high! Han Yan nodded with satisfaction.
He did not know that Xinda Translation Company's bounty was usually settled within two working days. The reason why Han Yan could get it so quickly was because of his translation yesterday. The speed and quality of his translation once again proved his ability. When Yao Dehua arrived at the company today and heard Wu Pingze's report, he was very happy. He specially instructed the finance department to treat Han Yan specially. Otherwise, he might not have received the money today!
The remuneration for translation work was calculated based on the interest rate of remuneration for services. Although the personal income tax exemption had not yet been raised to 3,500 yuan (which would be officially implemented in September), Han Yan's income had not yet reached 2,000 yuan, so he did not need to pay tax for the time being.
Of course, based on Han Yan's efficiency, his monthly income would definitely exceed the tax exemption limit. At that time, the Xinda Translation Company would automatically deduct the tax from his bounty. These were all stated in the electronic contract.
Finally, there was an income! Han Yan was overjoyed. Since his resignation, he had been under a lot of pressure. Whether it was Song Zhiwen, his godmother, Liu Guilin and his wife, they all felt that Han Yan's choice was too reckless. No one was optimistic about him. Moreover, he and Qiqi had spent a lot of money these days. This money was deducted from their previous savings. How could he not feel anxious when he saw that his savings were slowly decreasing?
Hard work paid off. After a period of learning, he finally became a gold medal translator. He also finally received his first bucket of gold after his resignation! Although it was only 700 yuan, Han Yan was very confident that he could let everyone see that his choice was correct. Not only could he earn money, but he could also earn more than before!
After feeding Qiqi, Han Yan let her sit in the baby stroller. Kissing her milky little face, Han Yan smiled and said, "Qiqi, accompany daddy to work, okay?"
The baby stroller was parked on the right side of Han Yan. Qiqi could see her father, and Han Yan could also look after her from time to time.
Opening the webpage, Han Yan saw that the mission he completed yesterday had passed the review. He smiled, closed the historical mission, and clicked on the mission market interface.
Eh, it seemed to be a little different. Han Yan was a little surprised to see that the missions in the first few rows had become high-priced missions with a time limit. Could it be that there was a revision today? Han Yan could not figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it. Anyway, it was just a change in the order of the missions, and it did not affect anything.
However, Han Yan didn't choose a mission like yesterday. She didn't choose a mission with fewer words and the lowest price. Since Xinda Translation Company was so generous with the rewards, then he would just do the missions in the first row. These missions with a thousand words cost more than 300 yuan. If Han Yan wanted to earn money, these missions were the most suitable for him.
The time limit for other translators would increase the difficulty, but for Han Yan, it was just a piece of cake. This was because his translation speed was very fast. Others needed to flip through the dictionary to find information, but Han Yan only needed to take a look to understand what it meant. How could it not be fast?
The first mission was a technical company that urgently needed to translate a manual. It was probably going to participate in some exhibition! Han Yan used to work in a trading company, so he knew the ropes. 5000 words, and a huge price of 3000 yuan! This was 600 yuan for 1000 words! It was a full flip.
But when the mission was issued, no one dared to accept it. Because the 5000 words were required to be submitted by 10 o 'clock tonight! No one thought that they could complete a 5000 words Chinese translation in just 10 hours.
Yao Dehua was also scratching his head in the translation department. His three top translators were sitting in front of him. Should he split the five thousand words and let the three of them work on it? Yao Dehua was a little hesitant. This was a helpless move to complete the mission on time, but it would also cause the entire translation to read in different styles.
"Boss," a secretary knocked on the door and came in, saying, "The Eagle Hero has accepted the mission!"
Although this sounded a little funny, it was like a shot of adrenaline, making Yao Dehua feel refreshed.
Wu Pingze rushed in front of him and said excitedly, "Boss, that's great! If it's the Eagle Hero, then this mission will definitely be a success!"
Yao Dehua also nodded excitedly. In his hand, he was still holding Han Yan's report from yesterday — more than 2500 words in four hours!
Han Yan also hesitated for a while before accepting the mission. It would be a pig's head if he didn't take the money! It's fine if it's hard work, but translating this 5000 words manual can earn him 3000 yuan! How many days of hard work did he have to work to earn that amount?
It's time to work! Han Yan turned off the speaker and looked at Qiqi. She didn't protest. She just sat quietly in the baby stroller and looked at her father.
Opening the document, it was the same old routine. Han Yan slowly read the manual. It took him 15 minutes to memorize the 5000 words. Then, he scanned it again to make sure that his memory was correct. Han Yan closed the document.
Then, he closed his eyes and began to draft the translation in his mind. Every time he flipped through a thousand words, he would open his eyes and type out the translation on a blank document.
Every time Han Yan's fingers flew on the keyboard and the rhythmic tapping sound rang out, Qiqi raised her head in surprise. Her big eyes sparkled as she stared at her father. With her small brain, she couldn't understand what her father was doing.
After an hour, Qiqi couldn't bear it anymore and fell into a deep sleep. Han Yan finished typing the 1000th word, looked back, and smiled. He put down the keyboard, stood up, and bent down to pick up Qiqi. After all, it was a little uncomfortable to sleep sitting in the stroller. Han Yan carried her into the room, put her on the baby bed, covered her with a quilt, put down a mosquito net, and checked that the baby monitor was working properly. Then, he returned to the living room and continued to work.
At noon, Song Zhiwen ran over. He was here to deliver the household register to Han Yan!
Han Yan took out the household register from the information bag. The dark red cover was flipped open. The first page was the household owner, Han Yan's information. The second page was Qiqi's information! The name was Han Luoqi. The right column indicated that the household owner or the relationship with the household owner was a daughter.
"Haha," Song Zhiwen laughed, "Now you can rest assured. Your daughter is officially under your name!"
Han Yan smiled happily.
"Oh right, Lao Yan, why is your phone always turned off?" Song Zhiwen shook his phone and asked, "I couldn't get through today."
"Oh, I accidentally dropped my phone in the sewer yesterday. You can call my number 139XXXXX for now. I'll buy a new phone and get my old number back," Han Yan said without looking up.
"You're so unlucky? Then hurry up and get it back. Otherwise, if my godmother calls you, you won't be able to answer. "Song Zhiwen said casually.
"Huh?" Han Yan raised his head in confusion and asked, "My mom called me. Why do you care about this?"
Song Zhiwen realized that he had spilled the beans. He stammered, "No, I just said it casually." He was the worst at lying. Han Yan could tell at a glance.
Han Yan frowned, stared at his eyes and asked, "No, you're lying! Wait, you didn't tell my mom about Qiqi, did you? "
"Oh …" Song Zhiwen couldn't make up an excuse. He closed his eyes and said, "My mom asked me to call her."
"You called me yesterday to tell me about this?" Han Yan asked.
"Yes, yes." Song Zhiwen nodded and said, "I wanted to tell you yesterday, but my mom forced me to call her early this morning."
My mom knows! Han Yan felt that his head was a little big. He wasn't mentally prepared!
Song Zhiwen secretly looked at Han Yan's expression. He didn't look angry. He said tentatively, "My mom said that if you don't dare to say it, then we'll say it for you. You don't have to be so hesitant. Actually, I think my mom is right. A mother doesn't despise her son for being poor, and a son doesn't despise his mother for being ugly. No matter how hard it is for you now, my godmother can understand you. Also, think about it. Qiqi is going to be one month old in a few days! How nice would it be for the whole family to gather together and live such a happy life for her! "
"I know." Han Yan rubbed his face with both hands and said, "Since you said it, then say it. Anyway, I have to face it. I'll buy a mobile phone and get a new card in the afternoon. "
"Do you have enough money?" Song Zhiwen took out his wallet and said, "If not, I still have some here."
Han Yan looked at Song Zhiwen strangely. He was moved and said, "I have money! Do you still think that I don't have any income now? "
"You don't have to pretend. We're brothers, after all! You don't dare to spend my money? "
Han Yan stood up and walked to the computer. He opened the Alipay page and waved to Song Zhiwen, saying, "Come and see."
He pointed to his morning income and said, "See? This is the money I earned last night. "
"So much in one night," Song Zhiwen said in surprise, "You didn't go to work in Guan City, did you?"
Han Yan punched him and said with a smile, "I won't go even if you go. This is the payment for translating. I've told you before! "
"Look at this." Han Yan opened the document that he was going to translate today and said, "After you finish reading these five thousand words, you'll get three thousand yuan."
"This is too difficult!" Song Zhiwen looked at the document as if he was reading a book from heaven.
"Now you know how good I am! You were afraid that I didn't have money, haha." Han Yan laughed.
"Well, I was worried for nothing. Then you work hard. Come on! I won't bother you anymore. I'll go back to work. "Song Zhiwen was relieved and left.
Han Yan had lunch, walked around, then sat back in front of the chair and continued to work. He had read two thousand words in three hours in the morning. It would take him another four or five hours to finish the work!