Chapter 53
Ever since he took over the burden of the group, she had expected the workload to increase, but she had not expected it to be this intense.
She immediately stood up and walked over to him, closing her notebook quickly and decisively. She helped him take off his glasses. "I don't care. You should put down your work and go to bed right now."
Ciheng's body swayed as she held his arm and pulled him up from his seat. He lowered his eyes, his expression particularly helpless. "Okay, got it. Stop pulling. I'll go rest now."
So, under the gaze of everyone, their usually strong and overbearing Mr. Ci was obediently led away by his wife.
The master bedroom door opened and closed, and the cabin fell silent. The staff exchanged glances with each other. Although they could not hide their surprise, no one said a word.
Wen Zhenni seemed to be afraid that he would not obey, so she went back halfway, watched him wash up, and then forced him into the bed.
"Why are you working so hard, exhausting yourself, just to make me a widow at a young age so I can inherit billions?"
"I won't let you become a widow, I will only let you live a better life." Ciheng smiled softly, buried his face in her neck, and smelled the fragrance of the shower gel.
"It's good enough." Wen Zhenni's fingers combed through his hair, her voice very soft, "As long as the money is enough..."
Clearly exhausted, the man fell into a deep sleep almost as soon as he touched the pillow. It was unclear whether he heard what she said next.
Wen Zhenni was originally a little upset because he lied to her about vacation and tricked her into getting on the plane, but when she saw his brows were tense even in his dreams, that insignificant depression was replaced by heartache.
During this period of time, Ciheng flew around various major cities and had adapted to the high-intensity work schedule. He slept very lightly and had to get up and dress in less than two hours.
Taraf had a busy schedule, so he planned to hold a short meeting with his entourage to finalize the preparations.
Although he tried to move as quietly as possible, he still startled the person next to him.
Wen Zhenni rubbed her eyes drowsily, half-opened them to check the time, and asked in a nasal voice, "What are you doing so early in the morning?"
Ciheng leaned down, tucked in the quilt, and stroked her forehead with his fingertips. "I'll ask them to prepare the food and stay with you after the meeting."
"Yeah, okay." Wen Zhenni nodded slightly, turned over and continued to sleep.
She was so sleepy and it was vacation, so she slept in without any scruples and didn't leave the bedroom until nearly ten o'clock.
The in-flight meal consisted of light and nourishing dishes. Ciheng had finished her work and decided to invite everyone to eat together.
The cabin space was limited, and Wen Zhenni felt awkward having to eat with everyone. She whispered to the person who had started it, "You're just here to discuss business, why did you tell me you were on vacation?"
Tzu Heng did not deny this: "It's work, but also a vacation."
Lu Fangyang listened to the couple's conversation and realized that Wen Zhenni was still unaware of the situation, so he explained for his boss, "Madam, you may not know, but the company has won a major international project, and we're going to attend the signing ceremony. There will be a dinner and dance, and President Ci will definitely have to bring you along."
Wen Zhenni was stunned: "What project?"
"It's just cooperation with the local government." Ciheng picked up some food for her as usual, speaking in a nonchalant tone.
"Mr. Ci does more than he says. He certainly won't tell you about the difficulties involved."
The atmosphere was relaxed, and Lu Fangyang continued to explain, "The Kingdom of Tafra has always relied on tourism for its development, but in recent years, financial pressures have been increasing. To break free from its long-term reliance on tourism, the government has allocated over ten billion US dollars and plans to build a global financial center over the next five years."
"The Taihua team began a comprehensive investigation two years ago, and the project was finally finalized last month. Our company provided funding and core technology, and established a joint venture with the Taraf government. The project will officially launch next month."
Tafra is a world-renowned tropical island resort. Wen Zhenni knew it.
As for the feasibility of building a financial center, Taihua must have conducted rigorous research. Wen Zhenni also believed that Ciheng, with his foresight and ability, would definitely deliver a successful outcome.
Such a far-reaching event was just a casual remark from his mouth. Wen Zhenni even admired his character.
She nodded and said, "It will attract more domestic companies to settle here, and it will also provide a large number of jobs. It's a good thing that benefits both the country and the people."
Getting to the point, Lu Fangyang clapped his hands lightly. "That's why the government attaches great importance to this project, and the official media is keeping a close eye on it. We, the Ci Group, shoulder a heavy responsibility, and we dare not let our guard down these days."
If he hadn't mentioned it, Wen Zhenni wouldn't have thought of this. Since it was a collaboration with the government, it would definitely be reported on the news.
She wasn't afraid of being recognized, but rather worried: "...I left in such a hurry that I forgot my evening dress, jewelry, shoes, or anything else."
When she arrived at Taraf, she was not only a wife, but also the image of the Taihua Group. She had to look good and could not make any mistakes.
Lu Fangyang didn't respond, but smiled at his boss. With his boss's meticulous personality, it was no place for his wife to worry about trivial matters.
Sure enough, Ciheng said, "The dress you need has been sent there in advance."
The jewelry he gave me was of good taste, but as for the dresses, I don’t know what style he prefers.
Wen Zhenni was vaguely looking forward to it, but was also worried that the style would not conform to local dinner customs, so she hid in the bedroom with her tablet and began to cram a lot of information.
The traditional costumes of Taraf, the style of dinner attire, the language structure, and local customs and taboos.
Ciheng couldn't help laughing when he saw her lying on the head of the bed, looking up information.
"Do you know now why I didn't tell you?" He reached out and took the tablet from her hand. "Because if you knew, it would be like this."
Wen Zhenni knelt up and kneaded his neck and shoulders. "Even if you can't say you're proficient in it, at least you should have a general idea of it. Otherwise, it would be so embarrassing if you make a fool of yourself."
“There’s no need for assumptions.”
Ciheng patiently explained to her, "The dress was designed based on local customs, and the designer will be accompanying you. If you don't understand Tafra, you can speak English. If all else fails, we have an interpreter who will be by your side throughout the entire process to remind you."
"How come you've considered everything?" Wen Zhenni couldn't help but hold his face and rub it back and forth. "Hubby, you're awesome!"
Ci Heng couldn't stand it any longer. She turned her head away from the disturbing hand and patted her on the back twice. "The clothes I prepared for you are in the closet. Change and come out. Get ready to get off the plane."
"Okay." Wen Zhenni was almost suffocating after being stuck in the cabin for so long. She readily let go of his hand and jumped off the bed to look for clothes.
The clothes and shoes were matched by the designer and packaged in a gift box. Even Ciheng saw it for the first time.
Wen Zhenni took out a puff-sleeved, pearlescent white gauze dress, paired with matching low-heeled sandals. It looked fresh and casual, but she didn't think it was formal enough.
"Will it be disrespectful?" she asked uncertainly.
"It's fine. I'm just meeting up with old friends today. The dinner has been rescheduled to another time."
Ciheng looked her up and down. The dress exuded youthfulness and made her look particularly relaxed.
After he finished speaking, he took out a gauze hat from the cupboard and put it on her. "The ultraviolet rays are strong, be careful not to get your face tanned."
The hat was ridiculously large, like a small umbrella held up on the head, with the brim drooping heavily, and not only the face, but even the upper body was almost sunken into the brim.
"It's so big, help me take it off!"
Wen Zhenni was buried underneath, her voice muffled, like a small object in a jar. She fumbled around for a moment, finally grabbing the brim of her hat and successfully taking it off.
Ciheng didn't help, just watched her struggling like a headless fly, and felt like laughing.
The designer was also quite rebellious. His request was to provide shade, but he ended up giving it such an exaggerated hat...
The plane landed at Taraf Airport at 10:00 a.m. local time. Mr. Hawthorne, who was responsible for receiving them, had already led the team to the airport early.
Hawthorne is a refined and polite gentleman. He and Tzuheng met in the hiking club activities in college, and the two have known each other for many years.
As soon as Ciheng got off the plane, Hawthorne came forward, shook his hand tightly, and gave him a hug after a long separation.
He spoke fairly fluent Chinese, "I've finally seen you, my old friend."
Wen Zhenni walked behind and met the eyes of a young lady with black hair and black eyes.
The lady was holding a bunch of pink hand-tied flowers, wearing her country's traditional costume, and had her hair in a beautiful bun, which made her high nose and deep eyes more prominent.
Her skin color is the yellow-black color favored by locals, and her figure is slender and upright, with perfect proportions. Even wearing a wrap-around gauze skirt, her steps are still windy and full of power. She looks energetic and full of spirit.
The accompanying translator introduced Wen Zhenni: "This is Ms. Lyra, Mr. Hawthorne's wife."
Then he switched to Tafrok and introduced Wen Zhenni's identity to the other party.
Lyra stepped forward and handed over the bouquet of flowers.
He hugged her gently, and according to the etiquette between Chinese ladies, he kissed her cheeks with both hands and greeted her considerately in English: "Hi, Wen, Lovely to meet you! Great to have you!"
Wen Zhenni responded to her enthusiasm in English and shook hands politely with Hawthorne who came over to say hello.
It can be seen that Hawthorne specially arranged for his wife to accompany Wen Zhenni in consideration of her arrival.
After everyone exchanged greetings, Lyra invited Wen Zhenni to get in the car.
To prevent her from feeling uncomfortable and embarrassed, Lyra rode in the same car with her and used an interpreter to help communicate throughout the trip.
After getting off the bus, it was time for lunch.
Lyra smiled and said, "We have a welcoming banquet at the restaurant on the sea. Let's go over there for dinner now. After lunch, we can go out to sea on the yacht, and then we can take you two to the beachfront villa to rest."
According to the translator, the Hawthorne family founded the Calla Group, which has deep roots in the Southern Islands and a strong business presence. This floating restaurant is also one of its properties.
Climbing onto the floating restaurant on the sea, you will be greeted by a 360° sea view. Everyone sits around the dining table, feeling the salty sea breeze, eating delicious food, chatting and laughing, feeling comfortable and relaxed.
Hawthorne's arrangements were thoughtful, homely and casual, without too many etiquette and rules.
Wen Zhenni was initially a bit reserved due to her unfamiliarity with the area. However, after trying to chat with Hawthorne about the local customs, she discovered that this business tycoon was down-to-earth and spoke in a humorous and down-to-earth manner. Unconsciously, she was drawn in by his charisma and easily immersed herself in the atmosphere.
The lunch is also delicious and tempting to the taste buds.
The charcoal-grilled lamb chops are crispy on the outside and tender and juicy on the inside, paired with a chicken leg salad for a refreshing and refreshing dish. There are also local specialties specially prepared by top chefs, such as pan-fried oysters and steamed crabs.
Another main course was a large lobster steamed in wine. The huge lobster nestled in the dish, its shell gleaming red. Ciheng carefully peeled off the shell, revealing the snow-white, chewy meat, brimming with a fresh aroma.
He took some with his fork and placed it on the plate next to Wen Zhenni: "Try this. It's a classic dish of Taraf."
"Okay." Wen Zhenni picked up a little and put it into her mouth, squinting her eyes in pleasure.
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