A few minutes later, Zhang Hongmei looked up and said, "Wyattroy, I agree. You set a time, and we'll sit down and talk about the details."

“Okay, I’ll come over for dinner tomorrow night,” Wyattroy said with a smile.

Zhang Hongmei was speechless. Was she going there to freeload?

“Zhang Hongmei, let’s make a deal. During the next few years you’re in our country, if you have any projects, can you take me with you? I won’t be the major shareholder; all the decision-making power will be yours.”

"Hehe, you think too highly of me. My main task is to study."

Wyattroy just smiled and didn't say anything.

It took the car an hour to reach the farm. Everyone was wearing cashmere coats, but it wasn't snowing. Was it really time to harvest wheat? The Roy family must be quite powerful.

When Zhang Hongmei and her group arrived, many people were already there, including government officials and reporters.

This publicity campaign is really impressive.

By this time, the greenhouse had been dismantled, and a particularly eye-catching red combine harvester was parked beside the golden field.

The golden wheat fields seem particularly incongruous in this kind of weather.

Another half hour passed, and all obstacles along the edge of the field were cleared away. At this moment, the patriarch of the Roy family stood in front of the combine harvester with a smile on his face, facing the constantly flashing cameras and everyone's gaze, "Thank you all for coming to witness today's miracle. I won't say much more, just watch the results. After all, this is my first time seeing this for myself."

Just then, the combine harvester started up, its large, conspicuous black chimney billowing black smoke, and the driver rhythmically revving the engine. Zhang Hongmei couldn't help but laugh.

The driver felt he'd shown off enough, and the harvester moved slowly.

The rollers at the front have started working, and you can see the wheat ears being rolled up. Then, wheat grains are lifted up and carried into the silo by the conveyor belt.

At this moment, enthusiastic applause broke out, but the harvester did not stop. It continued to move forward at a steady speed, and all the straw was laid down, leaving only about ten centimeters of the root.

It took about eight minutes to harvest about one acre of land. At this point, the harvester stopped, and workers ran over, carrying bags, and began emptying the wheat grains from the bin. Then, even more enthusiastic applause erupted.

Government officials also gathered around, picked up grains of wheat, and cheered when they saw that the grains were whole and clean without any damage.

The patriarch of the Roy family smiled as he accepted everyone's congratulations and the reporters' interviews.

"Thank you for your congratulations. We cannot answer your technical questions. However, the Roy family promises to begin mass production immediately."

Zhang Hongmei and the other two exchanged glances, then turned and got into the car and left.

As long as it succeeds, that's all that matters. No matter what, I'll be satisfied as long as it succeeds.

“Hongmei, you seem a little down. You should be happy to have succeeded.”

"Yes, I am very happy, but it would be great if it had been developed in our country."

"Hehe, we will in the future. We can't always be lagging behind."

"Yeah, even if we're in a hurry, we won't be able to use it next year. They still have to build a factory, so it'll be good if we can use it the year after next. I'll have to urge Wyattroy if necessary."

"Hehe, being anxious won't help. Just wait patiently; at least there's a timeframe, and there's hope, isn't there?"

"Yes, I can wait."

The three of them arrived home before lunchtime.

Today was a dinner gathering, and everyone was overly enthusiastic when they saw the three of them come in.

Three girls were helping Shen Yunfang cook in the kitchen, while the boys sat around in the living room chatting about school matters.

Zhang Hongmei greeted everyone warmly. After changing clothes upstairs, she went straight into the kitchen.

Shen Yunfang made rice today. Eating rice here is still a luxury, but Zhang Hongmei always asks her to make it for everyone once a month.

"Aunt Chen, do you need my help?"

"No need for you, we'll be eating in half an hour. Have some soup first."

"I don't want to drink today. I'll drink after I finish eating."

Dong Yuping put down the vegetables in her hand, stood up and walked to Zhang Hongmei's side.

"Zhang Hongmei, can your plan include us?"

The other two girls were also looking at her eagerly.

"Hehe, sorry, I've already partnered with a local acquaintance today. So I can't take you guys with me. You can come up with other projects yourselves. You're from the economics department, this shouldn't be a problem for you."

The smiles on the three faces froze, looking particularly strange and unnatural. But none of them dared to give Zhang Hongmei a hard time. They were still shaken by what had happened last time, not only by the incident itself, but also by Zhang Hongmei's words.

Zhang Hongmei ignored them and asked, "Aunt Chen, is there enough food?"

"That's enough. Today I stewed ten pounds of beef and prepared nine stir-fries."

"That's fine then. Just make sure there's enough to eat. You don't need me here; I'll go set the table in the dining room."

"Okay, go ahead, I'll start cooking right away." Shen Yunfang also wanted Zhang Hongmei to leave. What was wrong with these three girls?

I've never seen anyone like this before. You've come all this way and they're eating and drinking for free, and you're still so rude? I know what happened to those three last time. It's just that I'm just a cook, I don't have the right to speak, but I still look down on them.

Zhang Hongmei set out the tableware and then went to the living room.

I really don't want to chat with them. I'll definitely switch to talking about the company later. People!

Others might not know about Zhang Hongmei's company shares, but Kong Yushun did. He had the opportunity to invest back then and received substantial dividends.

So Zhang Hongmei came over, looking at her eagerly, but seeing Zhang Hongmei's indifferent expression, she deflated. The last incident was still a sore point; what had she been thinking back then? She should have listened when Zhang Hongmei tried to stop her; now it was too late.

I remember my friend saying that Zhang Hongmei was a very strong-willed person, especially when she was in the costume department; she was quite assertive. How could I have forgotten my friend's advice? What a blunder.

I'll ask them privately later, but I doubt it's very likely. They already made it clear last time that they only see them as fellow villagers.

"Hongmei, are you going to the bookstore this afternoon?"

"No, you guys go by yourselves. I'm going shopping this afternoon."

Zhao Tiancheng laughed, "I'll give you your living expenses for this month in a bit. Christmas is coming soon here, just like New Year's back home. You young people should go out and have some fun."

"That's great! I can even get paid to go shopping. That way, there's no pressure to spend money. I can use the money from last month and this month, plus next month's money, and go shopping to my heart's content."

"Hehe, go ahead, I'll lend you some if you need more."

"Hehe, how could I possibly accept that?"