Zeng Zhongkang hadn't even considered that possibility, so he shook his head.

“I just think it’s a bit small, but if I use Zhou Changrong’s house as my office, I’m afraid it will disturb the neighbors.”

"You should keep the house; it might come in handy later."

"Okay, let's just hire someone to clean up the place and leave it like that."

After waiting for another ten minutes or so, Wyattroy finally arrived.

"Sorry I'm late. Something came up at the company over there, which took a while."

"Hehe, it's okay, you're a very busy person!"

"Don't make fun of me! What do you want?"

Zhang Hongmei told Wyattroy about the herbicide.

"I think we could become agents, but we wouldn't sell domestically. I'm planning to find someone to develop overseas markets. Do you think that's feasible?"

Wyattroy thought for a moment and said, "It's possible, but the profit margin is too small."

“Yes, this is just the first step for us to go global! We can send salespeople over there. They can stay abroad for a while and then they’ll know which projects can make money.”

"Then why wash off the herbicide at the beginning?"

“Our computers have already been sold abroad, but those are all high-end products. I was thinking if we went to poorer countries, wouldn’t there be more opportunities?”

"Hmm, your idea is good. You should make a plan."

"Okay, I understand. I'll have Miao Xinyue bring it over tomorrow."

"How about I send someone to your house to pick it up?"

"Sure, anytime tomorrow is fine, I'll be home all day."

"Hongmei, since you're free, why don't you come and help? You're a major shareholder, don't you care about the company's operations?"

"Who said I'm fine? I'm going to Country Y next Monday."

Where are you going?

"Travel!"

"You're bullying me too much! You've gone out to have fun, but I have to stay at home and work like a slave!"

Zhang Hongmei laughed, "This is because those who are capable should do more! I have high hopes for you! Keep up the good work!"

"Fine, you go have your fun, I'll be your slave!"

"Alright, I'll bring you a gift when I get back. What do you like?"

"I don't know, just take it with you. Since everything's alright, I'm going to work now."

Zhang Hongmei and Zeng Zhongkang said goodbye to Miao Xinyue and Zhao Yuetong, and then drove home.

After I got home, I used the time before dinner to make a plan.

I just let my imagination run wild and didn't care about anything else. It was just like Wyattroy said: I'd be happy if someone did all the work for me.

With nothing to do in the evening, I had a rare moment of relaxation, so I recorded a conversation with Zhang Shouyi, mainly about herbicides.

“Once Zhao Tiancheng’s experiment is successful, we’ll be the distributor for this. I really want to bring it back to China; it would save us a lot of trouble. I know what it’s like to be stuck in a cornfield pulling weeds in the summer.”

"Wife, you're really capable. But we can figure this out here too."

"Do you need me to transfer some finished products to you?"

"Okay, let them do the tests."

"Okay, I'll send you a bit more so you can let them experiment with it first."

"Honey, Zhao Hao and Wang Ying have already gone to build the factory."

"That's pretty fast. I'm also looking forward to Zhao Hao's return soon. I went to the farm this morning, but I didn't go to the ranch. I really don't like these trivial matters now."

"Okay. I'll talk to them and give him the best possible assistance."

"That's great. By the way, Brother Zhang, I'm going on a trip to Country Y with the four members of the McCann family next Monday."

Zhang Shouyi felt uncomfortable after hearing this, but he still supported his wife's desire to go out and have fun. His main dissatisfaction was that Carlos McCann was with her.

I just don't have the time. Even in China, I can't easily leave. It's so frustrating.

However, I dared not say this to my wife; I could only say things that sounded nice and that she wanted to hear.

"Honey, have fun. There are so many more fun places there than in the US."

"You've been here before?" Zhang Hongmei teased him.

"I want to go too, but I can't go anywhere. Have fun and tell me about it when you come back."

"Alright! Brother Zhang, you're not jealous of me, are you?"

Zhang Shouyi laughed in exasperation upon hearing Zhang Hongmei's words. What utter nonsense!

"No, I just hope my wife can have some fun."

"Hehe, I'll go buy gifts for you and Grandpa."

"Great! By the way, the first villa in Liujiatun is finished. It's the old lady's house. They took pictures, but it won't be delivered for a while. They used red bricks this time, so it should look quite beautiful."

Zhang Hongmei was overjoyed to hear this; the old lady would be able to live in a villa. "Brother Zhang, you must show me the photos when they arrive."

"Don't worry, I'll definitely show it to you. They also brought the letter the old lady gave you."

Zhang Hongmei felt a lump in her throat, thinking of the old woman and everyone in Liujiatun. She wondered if the old woman had received the things she brought back. Probably not; it had only been a little over ten days. It couldn't have been that fast.

Zhang Shouyi waited for a while but didn't receive his wife's recording. He cursed himself for being stupid. Why did he tell her all this? This girl must be homesick again.

"Brother Zhang, I'm going to sleep." Zhang Hongmei said and then ignored him. Afraid that she would miss home, she simply left the space and went to the study to tinker with the computer.

The next morning, Zhang Hongmei went to the research group, but after looking around, she didn't find anything new or interesting. She decided to go home and keep Wang Xinyi company. Zhao Tiancheng had been quite busy these past few days, only coming home at night. So Wang Xinyi was actually a little lonely.

The two sat in rocking chairs in the courtyard, chatting casually. They were very relaxed.

Perhaps fate couldn't bear to see Zhang Hongmei idle. Shen Yunfang came out and called Zhang Hongmei to answer the phone.

It turned out to be a call from Wyattroy, asking her to go to the trading company. He didn't say what it was about. So, having no other option, Zhang Hongmei drove there.

They didn't call Zeng Zhongkang; the three of them were researching the portable computer that Zhang Hongmei had mentioned yesterday.

The three of them first wrote down their own thoughts, then exchanged them for review. Finally, they discussed them.

By the time she heard the car start, Zhang Hongmei had already driven away.

Cai Peilin patted him on the shoulder. "It's alright, Hongmei knows what's important."

That was the only option. The three of them then started discussing things again, figuring they needed to come up with a direction.

When Zhang Hongmei arrived at the trading company, she found that Wyatt's car was not there. She wondered why he had called her over but hadn't arrived yet.

Never mind all that, I parked the car and went into the company.

"Hongmei, Young Master Roy is waiting for you in the conference room," Miao Xinyue quickly informed Zhang Hongmei as she entered.