In Country M, at Rose’s family eting, it was his elder brother Chase who was speaking.
"Hua Xia has a large population. From their developnt in recent years, it’s clear that in the coming years, their consur spending will activate the entire market."
"I suggest we seize the opportunity to intervene before their dostic industries fully blossom, quickly capture the market, and take this juicy piece of Hua Xia."
Chase’s theory is backed by a lot of data, and the family’s think tank supports this decision.
The current family head, dragging his frail body, looked towards Chase.
"Chase, where do you plan to start?"
"Food, clothing, shelter, transportation; let’s start with food."
"Any developing country will naturally first improve lives in terms of food."
Chase showed a confident smile and said, "As far as I know, there’s currently only one dominant player in the Hua Xia condint market, and defeating him is easy."
After Chase finished speaking, Rose proposed a different suggestion: "We don’t have a production line for Hua Xia condints and don’t understand the tastes of Hua Xia people. Isn’t it too risky to suddenly invest in a new production line?"
With a disdainful look, Chase glanced at Rose, as if looking at sothing dirty.
"Rose, no wonder you lost."
Chase didn’t bother explaining to Rose, and Rose was once again ignored by everyone.
At the end of the family eting, Chase was permitted by the family head to go ahead.
Rose, who fell behind others, might have joined Chase if he hadn’t t Jiang Cheng.
But now, he felt Chase looked like a clown.
Suddenly, Rose was delighted.
He was quite looking forward to seeing Chase running hurriedly away from Hua Xia.
At the sa ti, Jiang Cheng finished his business in Country F and boarded a plane back to Hua Xia.
The plane landed in Beijing, and Jiang Cheng and his two companions took a taxi to the company first.
Back at the company, Jiang Cheng busily handled the backlog of tasks.
"Knock knock—"
"Co in."
The office door was pushed open, and Jian Yueer handed a fax to Jiang Cheng.
"From Country M."
"Thank you."
Jiang Cheng picked it up.
It was an encrypted ssage from Rose. It was an agreent between the two, using a book as the basis for sending secret ssages.
After delivering it, Jian Yueer left, and Jiang Cheng opened the cipher book, decoding Rose’s ssage.
Chase is coming to Hua Xia.
"Perfect timing."
Jiang Cheng had prepared for this mont for a long ti.
The wheels of history often have similarities; ever since Hua Xia vigorously sought foreign businesses, Jiang Cheng knew that there would be a ti when foreign capital would invade.
Many great dostic products were being crushed by the wheels of history during this period, fading into dust.
In modern tis to co, it’s surprisingly difficult to find soone with thick hair.
But now, the streets are full of Hua Xia people with abundant energy and thick hair.
Jiang Cheng knew there would inevitably be corrupt businessn in Hua Xia; she couldn’t prevent others, but she could maintain herself.
Preserving herself ant fending off these malicious foreign entities.
The first battle starts with Chase.
Jiang Cheng, full of determination, felt her long-lost blood surging, making her eyes shine brightly.
Indeed, she’s suited for battle!
After handling the backlog, Jiang Cheng prepared to go ho.
Before going ho, she secretly called Shen Que’s machinery factory and confird with Shen Que’s secretary that he hadn’t left yet.
"I’ll go pick him up, make sure you keep it confidential."
Shen Que’s secretary replied very softly, "Don’t worry, President Jiang."
After hanging up, Shen Que’s secretary couldn’t help showing a smile from being fed a mouthful of dog food.
Suspiciously, Shen Que asked, "You’re in a relationship? If you need ti, feel free to take a few days off."
"Ah? No, no, I... it’s just... that..."
"No need to explain, no need to feel embarrassed, you’re not young anymore."
The secretary, struggling to find excuses, was suddenly pierced by Shen Que’s remark.
"Director, you’re so heart-piercing."
Shen Que glanced sideways.
"Can’t speak the truth?"
The secretary left with a forced smile.
He again wondered how Director Shen managed to win over Jiang Cheng, the light of their city. It’s an unresolved mystery.
Around six in the afternoon, Shen Que finished work and went downstairs.
Secretary Sun followed Shen Que, curious to see the spectacle.
Just down the stairs and before reaching the door, Shen Que quickly noticed that people were looking at him differently.
That look... it’s just like his aunt’s expression before gossiping.
He could be the subject of gossip....
Shen Que imdiately accelerated his pace, descended five steps in two strides.
When the secretary looked up again, Shen Que was already outside.
As soon as Shen Que ran outside, he saw the one he was thinking of.
"Jiang Cheng!"
Leaning against the car, Jiang Cheng raised her hand, waving, with eyes full of joy.
Shen Que ran over in two steps, standing less than half a ter away in front of Jiang Cheng, staring intently.
"No hug?"
Jiang Cheng playfully blinked, Shen Que approached a bit, lowered his head, pretending to adjust Jiang Cheng’s collar.
"Once we get ho, hug as you like."
Jiang Cheng chuckled, nodded, and whispered, "Alright, I miss Xiao Ba."
Shen Que’s ears turned red again.
Xiao Ba... shorthand for eight-pack abs.
"Ahem—ahem—let’s go ho then."
Shen Que held Jiang Cheng’s hand, opened the car door for her, and then got into the driver’s seat, starting the car to head ho.
People in the factory watched enviously, their relationship was truly good!
On the other side, Shen Que drove very slowly because once they got ho, others would snatch Jiang Cheng away.
He wanted to spend more ti with her.
Talking along the way, when a cyclist overtook Shen Que’s car from outside, they muttered: "Showing off a broken car, for what!"
Misunderstood all the way for showing off, Shen Que finally arrived ho.
Grandma Shen, who was chatting at the alley entrance, initially didn’t pay attention. Only after seeing Jiang Cheng get out of the car did she stand up energetically.
"You’re back!"
"Auntie, I missed you so much!"
Jiang Cheng affectionately supported Grandma Shen, whose smile never faded.
Once again Shen Que was perfectly ignored, but luckily, he was used to it.
At night, when Shen Xing and Shen Yue returned, Jiang Cheng beca even busier.
Checking Shen Xing’s progress in language studies, admiring Shen Yue’s new painting, and reviewing Shen Yue’s newly serialized book; everything was so busy that Shen Que was left waiting dejectedly.
After Jiang Cheng freshened up, she raised an eyebrow teasingly, saying: "Which family’s young gentleman is so handso?"
Shen Que’s pouty expression lasted less than a minute before being broken by Jiang Cheng’s teasing, and he cooperated, saying, "Your family’s, what are you waiting for, my dear?"
Such an invitation, naturally, wouldn’t be delayed.
Beauty leads astray, making one enthralled.
Ten fingers locked, rising and falling.
Through the night, Jiang Cheng and Shen Que woke up a bit late.
The two had breakfast alone, as everyone else had gone out—so to school, so for walks.
The alone ti they wanted was found in this mont.
"Ring ring—"
The urgent phone ring interrupted their quiet mont.
Jiang Cheng turned around to answer the phone.
"This is Jiang Cheng."
"President Jiang—there’s been an incident at the food factory!"
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