Siheyuan: The Era of Struggle

Chapter 214: Mr. Guo teaches his Eagle Sauce friends to speak ancient English (please subscribe)

But the Americans don’t seem to know how closely we have protected important talents like Mr. Guo since the last attack on Yang Ning and several other scientists.

After the Eagle Sauce team found an old acquaintance of Mr. Guo, they used threats and inducements, and the old acquaintance actually wrote a letter of appeasement to Mr. Guo.

However, the letter had already reached the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics before it was delivered to Mr. Guo.

After repeated inspections and finding nothing dangerous in the letter, the letter ended up in the hands of the head of the Bureau of Secrets.

Looking at the Zhao'an letter in his hand, the leader of the Bureau of Secrets said with some amusement: "You know what, these cultured people are very good at writing letters."

"Even though the Japanese wrote this letter in English, we used a lot of old sayings."

After finding no danger, they simply made a backup of the letter and handed the original to Mr. Guo.

After all, instructions had already been issued from above. Although we must prevent the enemy from using despicable means to assassinate these scientists, we cannot cut off the opportunity for these scientists to absorb nutrients from the outside world.

Although it is hard to accept, we have to admit that, for now, Western countries are still at the forefront of the most cutting-edge science and technology.

If we, the scientists who return to China, are deprived of the opportunity to contact the outside world, I am afraid that their horizons will be limited in the future, which will be detrimental to their growth.

Looking at the letter forwarded above, Mr. Guo could feel the anger and helplessness of his friend when he wrote the letter from the lines.

After all, anyone who can become friends with Mr. Guo is not an ordinary person in the eyes of the Eagle Sauce.

It would be strange if such a person did not feel resentful after being forced by the American intelligence department to write such a letter against his will.

But it is not a good thing to have such a letter in one's hands. Mr. Guo, who encountered such a thing for the first time after returning to China, did not know how to deal with this situation.

After thinking for a long time, Mr. Guo decided to tell this matter to his senior brother Mr. Qian. After all, compared with himself, his senior brother should be considered to be more knowledgeable.

Besides, he has already received the letter from the Emperor. Mr. Guo doesn’t believe that the Eagle Sauce will forget his senior brother?

Sure enough, after get off work, when Mr. Guo found Mr. Qian with the letter, he saw Mr. Qian and Yang Ning huddled in Mr. Qian's study, reading the letter with great interest, and occasionally making a comment or two.

If it was a general academic exchange letter, Mr. Qian would not show it to Yang Ning. After all, everyone has their own privacy.

But for the letter they are reading now, it doesn’t matter.

After all, the person who wrote this letter was just trying to get the job done. Besides, although a copy of the letter would be kept, by showing it to others openly, he could also express his attitude towards the matter to the outside world.

This is just a joke!
Mr. Guo came over and sat down, looking at the letter on the table with a look of "as expected".

Then he asked Mr. Qian in confusion: "How should we deal with this kind of thing?"

Then he took out the letter he had received today from his briefcase and acted as if he was humbly asking for advice.

"Haha~" After seeing Mr. Guo take out the letter, Mr. Qian laughed and said to Yang Ning, "It seems that you lost this time. Then, in the next period of time, remember to come to me after get off work. The design of the missile is about to reach the final stage. Hurry up and help us calculate it."

After hearing what Mr. Qian said, Yang Ning smiled bitterly and nodded: "Don't worry, I won't break my promise."

Hearing the conversation between the two, Mr. Guo pretended to be displeased and said, "Are you making a bet with me?"

"Haha~" Seeing Mr. Guo's expression, Mr. Qian and Yang Ning looked at each other and laughed. This was also a way for them to relax. During this period, in order to catch up with the progress, the people in the missile research group were often busy and could only relieve their tense mood through such jokes.

After a while, Mr. Qian stopped smiling, looked at the letter in Mr. Guo's hand and said, "What else can I do? Just treat it as a joke."

"Let me see what your friends in Eagle Sauce have to say to you."

As he said this, he took the letter from Mr. Guo and read it with interest.

"Tsk tsk, the friends you made over there, Lao Guo, have much better literary skills than the friends I made!"

Then he put Mr. Guo's letter on the table and said to Yang Ning, "Come and see, Mr. Guo can express our ancient sayings in simple and clear English."

Mr. Guo now understood how Mr. Qian handled this kind of thing. Seeing this situation, he did not stop him, but just smiled bitterly and shook his head.

After hearing what Mr. Qian said, Yang Ning saw that Mr. Guo also looked nonchalant, so he picked it up and started reading it curiously.

I have to say that what Mr. Qian said is indeed right. The literary level of Mr. Guo Xian's friend is indeed better than that of Mr. Qian's friend. The whole letter is very soul-stirring and the emotional foreshadowing is also very well done.

But as he watched, when he saw what Mr. Qian said about expressing our ancient language in English, Yang Ning almost spit out a mouthful of saliva.

"Haha~" Yang Ning smiled, returned the letter to Mr. Guo, and said with admiration: "Mr. Guo's literary literacy is indeed very high. He can express our ancient sayings clearly in such simple and clear English."

Mr. Guo also smiled and said: "My friend is quite interested in our country's culture. I did teach him some of our cultural knowledge before he came back."

Then he said with a hint of pride: "I also taught him this sentence. How about my translation, right?"

What else can Yang Ning say? He can only give Mr. Guo a thumbs up. If you continue to translate it as you said, then our ancient culture will no longer be the simplest and clearest language in the world.

"No, how did you come up with this translation?"

"People up! Water down!"

“This is so simple and clear!”

"Yes, but unfortunately, my wife, Ms. Li, said that my translation did not conform to the language logic and was pure nonsense! So my dream of translating our ancient language into English died just like that."

After hearing Yang Ning's praise, Mr. Guo said with a look of regret.

Yang Ning couldn't help but complain in his heart: "With your translation like this, except for those of us who know a little English, who else can understand what you are saying?"

"Okay, this letter has been backed up, you can handle it with confidence, but you'd better write a letter to decline politely, but your attitude must be firm."

Mr. Qian held back his laughter and said to Mr. Guo.

"Is that all?" Mr. Guo asked a little worriedly.

"That's all that matters. If the higher-ups don't trust us, these letters won't reach us."

After hearing Mr. Qian's explanation, Mr. Guo felt relieved and at the same time felt deep admiration for the broad-mindedness of his superiors.

(End of this chapter)