Chapter 7

After hearing this, Guan Ying was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly pulled her arm out, which was rubbed by the silver chain on Qiao Qi's wrist, leaving a small red mark on the back of her hand.

Before she realized what was happening, Qiao Qi rushed over to her in an exaggerated manner: "Sister Guanguan! How are you? I didn't mean to do that, I really didn't mean to do that!"

Now the gummy candy that was just thrown away is stuck again.

Guan Ying was at her wit's end, so angry that she simply sat back down. "I'm really drunk, how can you tell...Okay, now that we've come to this, right? Then I'll be frank with you! Don't act like you like him so much in front of me. He's a big, wooden, little fool. If you didn't have some money in your pocket, would you like him? You can actually drink in this teahouse where you're wasting time? You come here again and again, only for the sake of your wallet!"

The only one who liked to drink tea was Zheng Juyong, and she was sure that Zheng Juyong had spent a lot of money here, both to Qiao Qi and to the club owner.

Qiao Qi withdrew her hand, but couldn't put on the shame for a moment: "After all, I'm a singer who has debuted for several years. I can make money by myself."

Guan Ying said bluntly, "The money you earn isn't enough to pay back the training fees for the agency, is it? I'm not looking down on you, I just don't understand. You're so young and at the prime of your career, how could you suddenly let go and agree to his proposal? Even if you don't marry him, he's so stubborn that he won't owe you a penny. On the contrary, you, after marriage, will not only suffer the consequences for your career, but you will also have to face a lot of troubles!"

Qiao Qi lowered her head and stroked the silver chain on her wrist. It had two letters Q engraved on it. Perhaps it was a gift from Zheng Juyong? It had only been a few days since we last met, so why did she miss him so much?

"Sister Guanguan, to be honest, you may not believe it, but I really want to marry Juyong. I used to think that love should come after career, so I pretended not to see Juyong's care and tolerance for me. Later, I gradually achieved some success, the stage became wider and wider, the people I came into contact with became more and more dazzling, and I ignored Juyong even less. I thought I had finally flown above the clouds and would never allow myself to fall back to the ground. I scolded him, I drove him away, but he still stood there. He never argued with me, and never wavered in his kindness to me. I am not a stone. After four years, I finally realized that he is the only one in the world who can treat me like this. Juyong, he is so good, he is like a tree, and I am like a bird. With him, no matter how far I fly, I will not be panicked, because I know I have a branch to rely on behind me."

Qiao Qi spoke movingly, like an oriole singing in springtime, describing Zheng Juyong as a remarkable, towering tree. Even Guan Ying was almost bewildered. Was Zheng Juyong as good as she said? Why did she, Guan Ying, only think of him as a piece of wood, the most insignificant one left in the woods?

"Sister Guan, I really envy you for being able to grow up with him, unlike me, who only saw Ju Yong's good side so late. You don't understand me. I do like money, but there are many ways to make money, not necessarily from his pocket. I want to marry him as a person. Sister Guan, if you really don't like him, just give him to me! Ju Yong also said that you have a higher status than him in front of his parents. I sincerely hope you can help me. I don't want Ju Yong to bear so much alone. He has never been so far away. I miss him, I want him to come back soon."

Qiao Qi had a pair of bright and sparkling eyes. I don’t know if there were tears in them or it was because of the effect of those pink contact lenses, but in any case, she was very contagious. Some people are really born for the stage!

She sings better than she speaks, and she's also a great singer and singer. It's no wonder Zheng Juyong was completely captivated by this little girl. Unfortunately, the person sitting across from her today was Guan Ying. She'd been through too many relationships and was no longer the girl who could cry at the mere sound of a love song. Therefore, the greater and purer the love, the more skeptical and resistant she became!

Her favorite thing to do was to draw her sword in time and eliminate the false and retain the true, so her words were a bit sarcastic: "Sister, I'm so touched~ I've decided to risk it all. Like you said, I'm the only one who can help you! But I can think of a faster and better way. It can not only bring Zheng Juyong back immediately, but also allow you to avoid all the trouble of nagging."

Qiao Qi blinked her watery eyes. "Really? That's great. It has to be Sister Guan Guan~ Ever since I heard about Aunt Zheng's illness and hospitalization a few days ago, my heart has been beating fast. I'm actually not sure at all... If there is another way to make Uncle and Aunt accept me, of course I'm willing to do it. As long as it allows me to be with Ju Yong, I'm willing to do anything... Oh, by the way, except for rap."

Seeing through the girl who wanted both, Guan Ying burst into laughter. "Haha, of course you don't have to trade your rap career for it. I didn't expect you loved Zheng Juyong so much! Okay, leave this to me. I'll marry him! From now on, I won't get involved in your affairs, and don't interfere in my affairs with my boyfriend. Hey, marriage is just a piece of paper, isn't it?"

Qiao Qi was dumbfounded.

Guan Ying laughed and stood up to leave. "You don't have to take me to heart. I might as well tell you that I only like men older than me. Zheng Juyong doesn't even rank high in my opinion. You love him so much, why bother him and yourself? As long as you can be together, it's fine. Besides, it definitely won't hinder your rap career! Think about it carefully. I'm serious. I really don't care!"

Qiao Qi didn't stop her. She blinked her big, blingbling eyes and looked dejectedly at the empty seat opposite. She doubted Guan Ying's sincerity and her own performance.

Guan Ying certainly didn't want to marry Zheng Juyong! She was just too lazy to get entangled with Qiao Qi anymore, and she was sure Qiao Qi wouldn't take it seriously.

......

The container yard at Khalifa Port.

Manager Xu met Zheng Juyong through Jiawei's introduction. "Young Boss Zheng is really young and promising. Why hasn't Manager Guan returned yet? I was thinking of treating her to a nice meal before she leaves!"

Zheng Juyong saw that he was just dressed like a manager in the same industry and replied, "What would Manager Xu like to eat? I will treat you well on her behalf."

Manager Xu's face darkened for a moment. "Uh, haha, forget it. These containers are charged for every day they stay here. Boss Zheng must be very busy these past two days. My flight is this afternoon, so I'm late. How about we have a good meal with Manager Guan next time?"

Zheng Juyong wanted to keep him to ask more questions, but Manager Xu suddenly rushed over and said, "Boss Zheng, these workers were hired a few days ago, and more than half of the money has already been spent. It would be a waste if we don't use them. Haha, this is the situation. I have to catch a plane. See you later, see you later!"

The loading and unloading workers were already available, which saved a lot of trouble, so Zheng Juyong let him go.

Soon, Xiao Weiyan called Jiawei on her cell phone. He asked if there was any trouble at the port and whether he needed to come over to help after get off work. Ju Yong hinted to Jiawei not to let him come over, saying that loading and unloading the goods was not a difficult task for him.

Jiawei hung up the phone and discussed with Zheng Juyong: "Old man Sabur has another two million yuan payment going through the paperwork. I have to go to the capital today. Is it okay for you to stay here at the port alone?"

"No problem, Sister Jiawei, thank you for your help."

"Haha, you're welcome, my boss pays me a lot!"

"Is that so...By the way, Sister Jiawei, has Guan Ying called you in the past two days?"

"Strange, you don't call her sister, but you insist on calling me sister... She didn't call me, but she always called Brother Yan. She knows that Brother Yan and I are together, and if there is anything she needs me to do, Brother Yan will tell me."

"Wait, you and Xiao Lu are together?"

"Huh?... Don't you have a lot of paperwork to handle recently? I'm at Brother Yan's law firm during the day, so it's more convenient to handle it together. What are you thinking about?"

Since Guan Ying has been calling Xiao Weiyan all the time, she should know everything about the situation here. Maybe I really am overthinking it. Zheng Juyong felt embarrassed: "Nothing, I just feel a little embarrassed that we keep bothering Xiao Lu like this."

"Hey, it's okay. For Brother Yan, it's just a piece of cake. Besides, he's one of us!"

"Then, did Guan Ying also pay Xiao Lu?"

"Wow, you don't think you can buy Brother Yan's service just by spending money, do you? Haha, okay, I'm about to leave. Come on, Juyong brother!"

Jiawei was in a hurry to leave, and playfully called him "brother". While Zheng Juyong was feeling uncomfortable, she jumped into a taxi.

There are dozens of containers in the freight yard, but only half of them have been unloaded. The workers are happy to take the money for free and will not start work without instructions. They will earn money by delaying work.

Zheng Juyong copied the way his father Zheng Dongfang entertained his old colleagues in the domestic steel plant. Before starting work, he prepared half a truck of watermelons to entertain the workers. It was not easy to get this half truck of watermelons. He went to many places and bought them at a high price.

The workers were happy with the food and listened to his advice, so the work went smoothly. Among them, two of his compatriots helped him the most: Master Liu and Master Qin.

The workers, accustomed to the climate, toiled furiously in the cargo yard. But Zheng Juyong, a newcomer, wasn't used to the oven-like heat outside. After less than an hour of watching inside the heated container, he felt suffocated by the stifling heat. He summoned his two foreman, Liu and Qin, and offered them a small sum of money, asking them to act as foremen while he quickly climbed into the air-conditioned truck and watched from afar through the window. Naturally, he fell asleep while watching.

He fell asleep, woke up, looked around, and slept again... Even when the sun went down and the lights came on at the port, Zheng Juyong was still snoring, jet-lagged. The clanging and clattering of steel pipes being loaded and unloaded in the cargo yard was like a hypnotic symphony. The more enthusiastic the workers worked, the more relaxed he slept.

I don’t know how much time passed, but it was already completely dark and the noise outside had gradually become quieter.

Liu and Qin, the two workers, came running over and knocked on the window. "Boss, we're done for today! We've only unloaded half of the stuff. How about you come down and take a look?"

The two masters were honest men, leading a team of about twenty workers, who had worked diligently until now without complaining or complaining. Zheng Juyong felt that he was lucky to have met such good people.

After catching up on some sleep, he felt more energetic and thought he should go through the motions and do a checkup. This check almost made him break out in a cold sweat.

"Why are so many of these thin tubes deflated? Also, why are the thick tubes full of potholes? How do you do this?" Zheng Juyong's voice became louder due to anxiety.

The workers looked at each other. Some locals did not understand Chinese, but they also sensed that the atmosphere was not good and started muttering to each other: They felt that since the boss had not given any instructions in advance, they were of course only responsible for the results. Besides, pulling the thin tube out of the thick tube was already an extra effort for them. They were kind enough not to charge more for it. As for the bumps and bruises in the process, they were inevitable. That was the bosses' business. This has always been the rule in the cargo yard.

Master Liu was comforting the local workers from behind while pushing Master Qin to speak to Zheng Juyong on his behalf. Master Qin was loud and said, "Boss, how can you blame us hard workers? This is also the first time we've done such a complicated job. It's tiring and troublesome. We didn't mind and did it anyway. You can't sleep all day and then come over and tell us we did it wrong. Isn't that bullying?"

Master Qin's voice was so loud that Zheng Juyong couldn't help but raise his voice as well: "But you did break it. How can I sell it?"

Master Liu also came forward at this time: "You can't say that. It's not good for us to break things. We have to have a good reputation in everything we do! In the final analysis, it is you bosses who want to save shipping costs, so you put big pipes inside small pipes. Who knows if they were damaged on the ship? You can't blame us like this. If we had known you were so unreasonable, we wouldn't have worked so hard to earn your money!" After that, he turned around and shouted something in Arabic, and a group of workers followed him away.

Master Qin shouted from afar: "We can't do your job, please find someone else who can!"

Zheng Juyong only had a mouth and was outnumbered. He stood alone in the cargo yard, looking at the remaining rows of full containers, and squatted down.