Actually, he hadn't reported it yet. The 30,000 wasn't all in cash; it was a combination of cash and various electronic chips and components.

After everyone left, Xing Baohua pulled up a chair and sat down, scratching her hair to relax.

He had always wanted to find opportunities to develop himself, but unfortunately, besides the knowledge in his head, he had nothing. He had no money and no connections. What could he possibly develop? He could only slowly look for opportunities.

Now that he has the opportunity, if the factory can support him, he will develop faster, at least in terms of materials and such, he won't have to risk smuggling them out.

But the drawbacks are even more serious: how can one person negotiate with a behemoth?

Time waits for no one, so we can only grit our teeth and persevere for two more years.

"What are you thinking about?" Su Ya's voice pulled Xing Baohua out of his reverie.

"I wasn't thinking about anything. What did you just say?" Xing Baohua asked.

"Let's go see a movie tonight," Suya asked.

"No. I don't have time." That one sentence was a direct refusal, instantly deflated Su Ya's initial joy.

"Then let's go dancing at the factory club after get off work tomorrow night," Su Ya said quickly, having thought of another place to have fun.

"Don't just think about playing around and clinging to me. Your man is a man of great things. Haven't you seen how busy I've been lately? My brain is fried! Hey, don't hit me." Su Ya didn't hear what Xing Baohua was saying, but the phrase "your man" made her blush. She really didn't know what to do, so she raised her fist and punched Xing Baohua twice to vent her anger.

Girls who are in love are excited, but also not to be trifled with.

Having no other option, Xing Baohua decided to leave.

But where did Xu Shuai's scandal go?

Xing Baohua left the factory office building and went to the first workshop. The foreigners were instructing several workers on how to handle mechanical problems.

The aloof female translator was busy at both ends, and when she saw Xing Baohua, she was slightly surprised, but then ignored her.

"Hey, Xing, you're late today," Petermont greeted him with a smile.

"I have some things to take care of," Xing Baohua said as he walked over.

George chimed in, "I heard from this young lady that you're in some trouble."

Xing Baohua nodded and said, "Yes, but it's resolved."

He glanced at the female translator and said, "Come to my place again tonight."

“Oh, what would you like to eat? Some whiskey or red wine would be best,” Reeber chimed in.

"How about hot pot with red wine?" Xing Baohua casually suggested.

The female translator stared wide-eyed. What kind of combination is this?