We were discussing these matters at the dinner table that had been set up for my welcome back celebration, and listening to them, I, too, felt a sense of urgency. Without securing anything specific, it was disconcerting how quickly graduation approached, and now the glaring issue of making a living loomed before me.
"What kind of job are you looking for?" a male classmate asked. "We can keep an eye out for you."
"I'm not quite sure myself. I might go have a look in Shanghai, perhaps there will be job opportunities there, but I still want to be a professional translator."
"Man, being a professional translator would be awesome, but," another classmate said, "when we're looking for jobs now, most of them are quite specific to a certain field, and French is only used as an addition or sometimes just a backup skill."
