Chapter 80

As Dong Ze had anticipated, when Zhuo Chuan returned to the company, he found that the employees were even more enthusiastic about their work. The company’s benefits were already very high, and now with an employee injured, the boss had personally provided financial and physical support.

Of course, some people knew that Dong Ze was part of Zhuo Chuan’s inner circle, but so what? Dong Ze was valued by the boss because of his serious and hardworking attitude. He wasn’t a relative of the boss, and other employees could also achieve the same.

After dealing with this杂事 (miscellaneous matter), Zhuo Chuan realized he had gained an additional benefit. He no longer needed to go to the hospital to verify whether the "tissue repair" soul skill could be used. Dong Ze himself was the best example. After falling from the 9th floor with such severe injuries, he was easily saved. His condition stabilized in just half a day, and he was transferred to the ward for recovery. The doctors were quite surprised, but they had seen many miracles, so they were only momentarily astonished and didn’t waste valuable time on it. His ex-girlfriend, who was in a similar situation but didn’t receive this skill, was sent to the ICU and left to fate.

Zhuo Chuan knew that doctors had few good methods for such severe external injuries; it all depended on the patient’s luck. If the injuries weren’t critical, they might be saved, but otherwise, it often ended in the news with "ineffective rescue." With this point confirmed, Zhuo Chuan’s previous plans for the modern world had a solid foundation. The remaining issues were fame and fortune. Fame comes first, and fortune follows, showing that everyone understands that with fame, making money is simple. Zhuo Chuan pulled out the email from the journal *Nature* from his computer and carefully read it again. Before leaving in the morning, he had scheduled a time with the other party, which was set for tonight. Because of the time difference, it was the other party’s working hours at night. Fortunately, Dong Ze’s matter didn’t take up too much of his time, or he would have had to cancel the appointment. The other party was foreign, and Zhuo Chuan’s English was not bad. He often needed to look up foreign materials and copy source code from foreign websites, so his reading and writing were fine. However, his job nature meant he rarely interacted with foreigners, and his listening skills were slow, making it difficult to understand fast speech.

He then called the Business Department to temporarily hire a foreign language translator, who was said to be proficient in English, German, and French. The price was high, at 10,000 yuan per hour. This was because he needed it urgently; otherwise, the price could be lower, starting at 6,000 yuan. This was a case of rarity being valuable, as there were few simultaneous interpreters, and the demand was high. Business negotiations were important, and a small mistake could result in significant losses. Time passed quickly, and at 6 PM, Manager Chen Zhengqian from the Business Department knocked on the door and entered, followed by a young woman who looked overly young, with a good appearance but a稚嫩 (youthful) demeanor. Zhuo Chuan was taken aback.

"This is our General Manager Zhuo, General Manager Zhuo, this is Fan Yucheng, a top student from the Foreign Language Department of Qi University, who works part-time at the famous Saint Wei Simultaneous Interpretation Company in the city. Their boss recommended her to me," Manager Chen Zhengqian said.

Zhuo Chuan then understood that she was still a student. However, he didn’t show any contempt on his face. He knew that simultaneous interpretation required mental and physical strength, and it was usually done by young people. As one aged, both physical and mental strength declined, and even with more experience, it was easy to react slowly.

"Hello, hello, Fan, thank you for your hard work. I am Zhuo Chuan. I will need your cooperation shortly."

"Of course, General Manager Zhuo. I will do my best, but the time you reserved is too short, and I haven’t prepared enough materials. According to the materials provided by Manager Chen, this simultaneous interpretation is for a dialogue with the editors of the world-renowned journal *Nature*. The specific content wasn’t detailed. Is there still time to discuss it?" Fan Yucheng was neither humble nor arrogant, despite her youthful appearance, she was very composed.

The two didn’t waste time, as the price was 10,000 yuan per hour, which referred to the formal start of the interpretation. The preparation and wrap-up time naturally wasn’t as high, otherwise, the travel time would also be charged 10,000 yuan, and no rich person would be willing to waste money like that.

"Alright, let’s go to the meeting room first. There are audio equipment there, and we can hear the editors’ conversation."

The three quickly arrived at the meeting room and began preparations.

"You mean you published a paper titled 'On the Principle of Predicting Human Physiological Conditions from Changes in Electrocardiographic Signals,' and the editors are very interested and are preparing to formally publish it, so they are contacting you for confirmation?" In the spacious meeting room, Fan Yucheng confirmed with Zhuo Chuan. She was a top student and knew the significance of the journal *Nature*. Publishing a paper there was no small feat, and getting a call from their editors was even more difficult.

"Yes, that’s right. The call will be connected around 9:30 PM," Zhuo Chuan adjusted the network communication software, which was very fast, as the company had a gigabit bandwidth.

"Alright, do you have an English manuscript of the paper?"

"I have deleted the manuscript, but I have it all memorized. I can recite it to you," Zhuo Chuan said, and Fan Yucheng’s expression changed. He knew his actions wouldn’t be understood, but for safety, it was necessary. The modern world wasn’t like the past; the internet was advanced, and there were many hackers. He wasn’t a hacker expert, and if the manuscript was stolen from his computer, it would be disastrous. As for printing it out, he wouldn’t leave a physical copy in the modern world before it was officially published. However, the customer is God, and despite not understanding, Fan Yucheng didn’t raise any questions.

Zhuo Chuan then began to recite word by word. At first, Fan Yucheng didn’t take it seriously because Zhuo Chuan’s pronunciation wasn’t standard, though the foreigners could understand, it would be more difficult. However, as Zhuo Chuan recited more and more, the tens of thousands of words were completed in two hours. Fan Yucheng was speechless. She had also memorized a lot of English works, but she couldn’t recite a single word wrong in two hours, only the pronunciation was a bit off, but the words were perfect. What shocked her even more was the content of Zhuo Chuan’s paper. Even as a layperson, she understood how groundbreaking this discovery was. This wasn’t Zhuo Chuan’s fantasy; it was an article about to be recognized by the journal *Nature*. Fan Yucheng, being outstanding, had many alumni pursuing her. She learned from an older senior that he had also submitted a manuscript to this journal, but it was rejected. He sighed, saying that the acceptance rate in Asia was less than 2%.

According to him, there were two types of submissions: formal papers, which were long, and communication papers, which were very short. A typical issue would have only two formal papers and several communication papers. Zhuo Chuan’s paper was clearly a formal paper. This couldn’t be fake, Fan Yucheng couldn’t help but think. But soon, at 9:30 PM, a somewhat familiar voice came from the network communication software Zhuo Chuan had set up, and it echoed through the meeting room via the speakers. When Fan Yucheng saw the video avatar in the communication software, she was shocked. She recognized this person, a senior editor at the journal *Nature*. Her senior had once taken her to an Asian academic conference where this senior editor was present. Her senior naturally surrounded him, and she had served as the interpreter.

Everything was real.