Zhang Shouyi hasn't gone out yet; he's talking to Gu Chuanming about work.

Suddenly I noticed the large and small bags. I knew this girl had something good for me again.

They all came out. "That girl must have gone to the mall."

"Here, this is your coat, would you like to try it on?"

The two tried on clothes one by one, both with satisfied smiles on their faces.

I didn't see Wyatt Roy at school on Monday morning. I really didn't know how to find him. I calmed myself down; I was getting anxious.

Back home, he lost all interest in studying and ignored Cheng Guangxu's protests, burying himself in the house drawing blueprints for a combine harvester.

Suddenly I remembered a photo of my little nephew standing next to the new harvester the neighbor bought; I think I have that photo on my phone.

She pulled out her phone and actually found it. Thank goodness. Although it only showed the exterior, she could still tell what it was used for, since she had seen combine harvesters in operation.

He painstakingly sketched on paper, and after countless failures, finally produced a drawing that satisfied him. He then labeled the drawing with its name and purpose.

It wasn't until Thursday that Zhang Hongmei ran into Wyattroy at school.

"Zhang Hongmei, you seem very excited to see me."

"Excited? I've been looking forward to your coming to school; I have something to discuss with you."

"Hehe, I came here today to talk to you about something, but it's not convenient at school."

"I'll drive you to the factory after school."

"Alright, let's talk again tonight."

During lunch, Zhang Hongmei told Cheng Guangxu and the other two that she was going out after school that afternoon.

"I'll go too," the three said in unison.

"Alright, let's all four of us go together."

When Wyattroy saw the four of them laughing after school in the afternoon, it showed how worried they were about him.

"Please take us home first and let our families know."

"Okay. If Mr. Zhao is worried about it, he can come along too."

None of the four spoke; the three of them clearly did not believe him.

When they arrived home, only Zhao Hao was home; the two girls had not yet returned.

Having explained their destination, Zhao Haozheng wanted to go along, so he drove behind Wyattroy.

The factory is quite far away; it takes about an hour to get there.

Zhang Hongmei seemed to be in a factory from a past life; not to mention the architecture, that was the feeling she gave off.

Wyattroy first led the five people on a tour of the workshop where parts were produced. Then, at Cheng Guangxu's request, they went to the finished goods warehouse to see the finished products of this type of part.

"So? Do you think I'm qualified to be stationed in your country?"

"Your questions are unnecessary. We've already signed the contract. If you breach it, just give me the penalty."

"Haha, Zhang Hongmei is so confident."

"Alright, it's getting late. Shall I treat you to dinner?"

"No need, we have left some food for our family. I have something to discuss with you personally."

"Oh? You haven't changed your mind and think I'm more attractive, have you?"

“You’d never even dream of this scene,” Zhang Hongmei rolled her eyes at him.

The four of them entered Wyattroy's office, and Cheng Guangxu and Cai Peilin, with Wyattroy's permission, toured the production workshop.

The secretary came over and made me coffee. "So, what personal business do you need me for?"

"Wyattroy, can I trust you?"

"oh?"

"Let me put it this way. I wonder if the US grants patents to foreigners?"

"Hehe, so you're saying my dear Zhang Hongmei has done some research and development?"

"It's just an idea."

"No, they don't give foreigners that right."

"Then can you trust me?"

Wyatt crossed his legs. "Is the credibility you're talking about between the two of us?"

"Well, the credibility I'm asking about now is a matter between us."

"Then all I can say is that I won't lie to you or harm you."

"Hehe." Zhang Hongmei laughed. "That's enough, I believe you."

"Why?"

"I feel that if you really lied to me, I'll accept it; it was my mistake in judging people. Here, take a look." Zhang Hongmei handed him her sketches.

Wyattroy casually glanced at it, then immediately became serious, his carefree attitude completely gone.

"Haha, Zhang Hongmei, you'll regret it if you don't choose me, really, I can give you a vast sky."

Before Zhang Hongmei could react, Zhao Haozheng burst out laughing. "The sky you've given me isn't as big as theirs."

Wyattory suddenly walked to the desk, sat down, and began writing while leaning over the surface.

“Zhang Hongmei, this is the agreement I drafted between the two of us, no, it's the agreement between you and the Roy family. We'll sign it, and then I'll get the patriarch to sign it. That way, your protection will be even stronger. Come on, come home with me.”

Zhang Hongmei took the agreement and read it; her opinion of Wyattoy improved considerably. It detailed everything, including a 5% profit margin for each combine harvester produced and sold.

This is no small sum. Zhang Hongmei looked at him seriously and said, "You haven't even done a trial production and you're already blindly trusting me?"

"Hehe, as an insider, I can tell what's going on at a glance. The reason I'm giving you so much is because the patent will belong to me. There's nothing I can do about it, so this is the only way I can compensate you."

"So you're saying you're very confident you can produce it?"

"yes."

"Then, we need to add another condition: this must also be produced in our country."

"Haha, I really didn't realize you were so patriotic? Okay, I'll fill in this, and I guarantee that as soon as we build a factory in China, we'll start producing this immediately."

"Okay, I believe you."

“Let’s go see the patriarch of our Roy family; we need his signature.”

The other two people in the office were completely bewildered. What was going on? Why were they about to meet the head of the Roy family? However, knowing that this was beneficial to Zhang Hongmei, they didn't ask any further questions.

They found Cheng Guangxu and his companion, who were reluctant to leave, and together they drove to a magnificent castle in the suburbs.

Zhang Hongmei didn't know much about architecture, but she could still sense that this place was truly opulent, befitting a prominent family.

The patriarch of the Roy family was Wyatt Roy's father. The two talked privately for a while, and then the young and handsome patriarch chatted with Zhang Hongmei very warmly.

"Alright, hurry up, we have things to do."

"Why are you in such a hurry when even the beautiful woman isn't?" Seeing his son glaring at him, he helplessly picked up the pen, signed his name, and stamped the Roy family seal.

"Would you like to stay for lunch, kids?"

"Thank you for your kindness, Chieftain. We'll come and bother you again next time we have the chance."