Chapter 42

Act VI: The Little Prince (4)

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A few days later, Tan Yiming finally received the official interview notice from the HR of Blizzard Entertainment.

The email clearly stated the time and place of the audition. Given that the "q" project was a work with a confidentiality level of S+, all candidates must go to the headquarters of Blizzard Entertainment in person, where they would be sequestered for three days and two nights for the assessment.

The problem was that Tan Yiming was located in New York, on the East Coast while Blizzard Entertainment’s headquarters were located in the Silicon Valley on the West Coast. It would take at least six hours by plane. The interview was scheduled from Tuesday to Thursday. Considering the travel time required, he had to leave, at the latest, by Monday before he could return on Friday—that was, he had to take at least one week off work.

Thinking of this, Tan Yiming's finger paused for a few seconds.

He was an intern at an investment bank. At the beginning, he passed five rounds of interviews, defeated hundreds of candidates vying for the job in order to step in the door of this investment bank. The working hours of investment banks have always been terrible. It was considered "early" to get off work at 10 o'clock in the evening, and it was even more insignificant to mention having to work on Saturday and Sunday.

Every time Tan Yiming went to the recording studio on the weekend, he had to take his work computer with him. Every time he took a break from recording, he would immediately turned on the computer to report work, or to make esoteric digital reports.

George simply suspected that he was an iron man, otherwise, how could he have the energy to do both jobs?

But Tan Yiming not only persisted, he even did both jobs extremely well.

The investment bank's assessment indicators for interns were extremely strict, and the elimination rate was also amazing. After the internship period, there were almost no newcomers who could really stay in the company. Everyone had sharpened their heads and tried to get into the front desk department, wanting to become the next A trader who turns their hands to make clouds and covers them to sprinkle rain.

[T/N: Basically someone who has power and makes influential decisions.]

Tan Yiming was about to graduate, and their initial group, there's only him and another girl left, competing for the final spot.

That girl, like him, attended a prestigious school, had a graduate degree, majored in finance, and was a foreigner—they both desperately wanted to get a work permit to stay here on this Wall Street full of wealth.

But now ... now only was he going to take leave at this critical point, he was also asking for a whole week...

The next day was a working day. Tan Yiming took the opportunity to have lunch with his boss at noon and make a request for vacation.

The boss really did not agree.

"Have a vacation? Impossible." The female supervisor put down her salad and said with an unhappy expression: "Tan, I have favored you enough so that you can stay away from the company on weekends and work from home. There is no second intern in the entire department with such an honor. "

"Thank you for your kindness." Tan Yiming was apologetic. He had been working for her since the day he joined; she was a selfless leader, and was even willing to let him, an intern, handle the tens of millions dollar worth of projects. Thinking of this, Tan Yiming's guilt was deeper. "But I do have reasons to have to take time off, I ..."

"Why do you have to fly to Silicon Valley?" The boss snorted and interrupted him. "Is it a vacation? Or...an interview?"

Tan Yiming gave a dark sigh: "..."

Supervisor: "Are you surprised? Tan, let me give you a piece of advice: Never check any private emails in the company, because you don't know how many colleagues waiting to catch your handle, have passed by behind you."

Tan Yiming understood.

The whistleblower was that girl intern who he was in competition with.

The boss also said: "You are an intern I am very optimistic about, and I always look forward to being a formal colleague with you in the future. I don't know what position the company that sent you the interview notice can offer you, but if you want to continue in this industry, Wall Street can give you more. "

The predicament scale was placed plainly there, in front of Tan Yiming.

On one side, there was a glittering future. As long as he kept going steadily, in two months, he would have a Wall Street job that everyone envied. On the other side, there was an uncertain interview opportunity, against ten compatriots, seniors, who were competing with him. It was likely that they would only find out that he was accompanying them when he got there..

The answer was very clear. As long as there was any sensibility left, it was impossible for him to choose the wrong one.

"..." His lips moved, and there was no confusion in his deep eyes, only firmness for the future. "Thank you for your cultivation during this time-"

He paused for a few seconds before saying the last sentence: "——I quit."

He thought, ‘I must be crazy’.

...

George shouted, "Tan Yiming, I think you're crazy!!!"

On Friday night, Tan Yiming’s last day ended, and he returned to the school dormitory from the company with a cardboard box full of sundries.

George's eyes darkened, and his plump body fell to the sofa.

"Old Tan, do you know what you've gave up?" He screamed, "Who said: ‘I want to make money, I want to learn finance, I will only treat dubbing as a hobby’!!”

Tan Yiming looked down and sorted out his things: "It was me."

George asked, "Who said: ‘Investment bank is a job that can make a lot of money, and the hard and tiring commercial dubbing is just a part-time job!’"

Tan Yiming replied, "It was me."

George asked again, "Who was it that ..."

"It was me, it was all me." Tan Yiming put down the things in his hand and turned to look at his friend. "I'm not crazy. But the situation at the time, required me to choose between dreams and bread."

[T/N: He is saying bread like the other American slang, dough. Basically just money.]

Commercial dubbing and investment banking work were two completely conflicting occupations. They each needed too much time to polish, and endless energy invested. He used to think too idealistically, thinking that he could take care of both sides. How could there be the best of both worlds? Even if he didn’t choose now, he would face the same problem in the future.

He just brought forward the decision time.

If someone told him, half a year ago, that he would give up a major that he had studied for six years, give up an annual salary of one million, and devote himself to the field of uncertain business dubbing, he would feel that the other party was mentally ill.

But when he came to this day, when the fork in the road were really at his feet, he embarked on the rugged, narrow, but starlit journey without any hesitation.

Because his dream hung in the distance and would always illuminate his direction.

An adult still dreamed—was this ridiculous?

No.

The most thrilling story in the world was to watch an adult, overcome thorns, face the wind and rain, break all existing or non-existing walls, and realize his childhood dreams.

"I want to give it a try," Tan Yiming said. "If I don't have bread, I can live on my dreams—or simply turn my dreams into bread."

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A week later, Tan Yiming set off for Silicon Valley.

His plane landed in the evening. A strong red curtain swept through the sky, and he stepped out of the airport with the afterglow of the setting sun.

Blizzard Entertainment sent someone to pick them up from the airport. They were wearing t-shirts with the company logo and held big signs in their hands. Tan Yiming walked over to check in, and the staff told him that because some candidates arrived at different times, they all had to wait another hour before taking the bus together, to their hotel.

Tan Yiming had no objection.

He stood on the side of the road with a simple luggage, picked up his mobile phone and took a picture of the sky, and then shared it on Weibo.

@CV | Wang Qingyun: The sky is fine [smiley face]

He deliberately avoided the building when he took the picture, and only took the colorful clouds in the sky. He was a person who paid great attention to privacy, and put awkwardly, he was overly cautious.

However, even if he was so careful, he couldn't escape the eyes of the famous detective Little Swan.

guess: [Goose mazing].jpg

guess: Great god! Shouldn't it be night on your side, why is the sun just setting?

Yiming Qingyun: I think you are talented. You shouldn't study ballet, you should study detective work.

guess: _(:3」∠)_

Yiming Qingyun: I flew to the West Coast for an interview.

The time difference between the east and west coasts of the United States was three hours. When New York had fallen into the night, the sun had just set in Silicon Valley.

guess: !!! Is it the audition of the very powerful company you've mentioned last time?

Yiming Qingyun: Yep.

Except for the president, second son, who knew which company Tan Yiming was going to for the interview, Tan Yiming never mentioned this with other two-dimensional friends.

But Guess was an exception—

Even though Tan Yiming deliberately obscured the key information every time he chatted with Guess, he had already revealed too much to his little swan, things that should not have been disclosed.

It was really strange. Tan Yiming thought that he had only known Guess for more than half a year, how could he feel like he was able to talk to him about everything.

Yiming Qingyun: This company specifically sent someone to pick up interviewees at the airport.

Yiming Qingyun: Two Japanese voice actors have already arrived. Another one, too, it seems that their accent is Spanish.

guess: Are there Russians?!

Yiming Qingyun: Yes, but the several candidates from Russia have arrived yesterday and are already at the hotel.

Yiming Qingyun: What's wrong?

guess: [Goose mazing].jpg

guess: Hey hey, I can speak a little Russian!

Yiming Qingyun: So powerful?

guess: I was sent by the school to Vaganova as an exchange student for a month~

[T/N: It’s real.]

Xiang Cai proudly sent a swan emoji with sunglasses, a gold chain, and a cigar in his mouth.

Yiming Qingyun: Then teach me a few words of Russian.

guess: I’ll say in advance, I don't speak swear words in Russian.

Yiming Qingyun: ... Why should I learn swear words in Russian?

Yiming Qingyun: [Black Swan Question Mark Face].jpg

guess: Well, because a lot of people are like this.

guess: When learning a foreign language or dialect for the first time, in addition to hello, thank you, goodbye, you must learn swear words and "I love you".

Tan Yiming laughed out loud.

He smiled, and the Spanish voice actor standing next to him immediately looked over.

The spanish seiyuu was a man with black curly hair, deep brown eyes, and Mediterranean passion.

He asked in English: "Are you Chinese?"

Tan Yiming said yes.

The Spanish voice actor shined and said, "I can speak Chinese!!!"

Tan Yiming looked at him with encouragement.

Spanish voice actor: "Nihao, zaijian, xiexie!"

Tan Yiming was overwhelmed: "Hello, goodbye, thank you."

Spanish voice actor: "wo-cao!"

[T/N: Basically the f word.]

Tan Yiming: "... ????"

The Spanish voice actor grew even more excited: "I will say one more ... let me think about it, right, wo-ai-ni!!!"

[T/N: I love you.]

Tan Yiming: "..."

...

Yiming Qingyun: You teach me.

guess: what do you want to learn?

Yiming Qingyun: Hello, goodbye, and thank you in Russian.

Yiming Qingyun: Also, I love you.

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The author has something to say: I wrote to the front: Wuwuwu, Tan, you gave up bread for your dreams, you are such a man!

I wrote to the back: Tan Yiming, you run away when you flirt, what a man!!!

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