Feng Guang: "Was your listening and reading comprehension taught by the school doctor?"
Having failed in his mission, Feng Guang forced himself to chat awkwardly for a while, and finally slunk away under the strange gazes of a room full of young girls.
Before leaving, he said, "Didn't you tell Lao Lin you wanted some kind of commission or bonus? Any transaction amount above the quoted price can be used as a bonus, it just depends on how big your appetite is."
As soon as the door closed, Ruan Xianxian looked disgusted: "Where did this shameless old man come from, eager to be someone's uncle? It's perfectly normal to meet Mingming on the train."
Mu Xia, an outsider, just smiled and remained silent. With this guy's intelligence, he probably understood everything, but he was too clear-headed, so clear-headed that he hadn't yet figured it out.
"Come on, take a look at the information your 'uncle' specially sent over."
The three women sat around the table, with documents unfolded one by one in front of them.
Personal information of foreign visitors, the main business of their affiliated family, their purpose of visiting China, and their preferences.
Ruan Xianxian stroked the paper; the information was too detailed, beyond the scope of what a translator could access. The old man had granted them a higher level of access.
She understood what was going on and read each page very carefully.
After understanding the information of the foreign guests, we can then look at the exhibitors.
The steel mill that has consistently held the top spot in foreign exchange earnings in Heilongjiang Province is the leading steel mill in the province.
The second one wasn't a machine factory, but a flax textile factory.
Upon closer inspection, Ruan Xianxian understood. The machinery factory mainly engaged in military industry, focusing on the production of artillery shells, and was not keen on generating foreign exchange. This time, the invitation was to test the waters with a few production lines unrelated to military industry.
Competing against them was a manufacturer specializing in agricultural and livelihood machinery. The product information they submitted included detailed annotations, and their attitude was more proactive compared to the larger machinery manufacturers.
Below them are, in order, garment factories, food factories, wineries, and so on...
Ruan Xianxian tapped her fingers rhythmically on the table, her smiling gaze sweeping over her equally thoughtful friend:
"Being a translator who just follows the rules is so boring. With the bonus in front of us, how about we go for something big?"
Needless to say, Chen Zhaodi was short of money, and although she didn't know what big games to play, she wholeheartedly agreed.
"You mean?" Mu Xia, the lazy bum, finally stirred, her voice uncertain, "Trying to have your cake and eat it too?"
"Why not?" Ruan Xianxian's face lit up, her almond eyes burning with ambition. "The higher-ups value this exhibition very much, isn't this an opportunity for us?"
What kind of opportunity? An opportunity to be valued by the leadership, to be indispensable, and to set sail on a new journey.
If she doesn't create more opportunities for herself to interact with foreign guests, who will she sell her "grand bronze ware project" to before it's even been implemented?
Ruan Xianxian leaned back, her legs swinging under the chair: "I don't have much ambition. I just want to go back to the city one day and have my old man at home respectfully call me 'Leader Ruan'."
Her voice was seductive: "Doesn't Zhao Di want her parents to cling to your legs, begging for your forgiveness and repenting for the mistakes they made?"
I've already thought it all out for you. Your dad's surname is Chen, what's your mom's surname?
The topic changed too quickly. Chen Zhaodi said, "My mother's surname is Liu."
Ruan Xianxian: "When that day comes, I'll have your mother change her name to 'Miscarriage' and your father change his name to Chen Pan'er."
"Let them have more children. They've even changed their names and still can't have a son. They must be cursed with bad luck. These useless parents who can't have sons should publish a statement in the newspaper to sever ties as soon as possible."
Chen Zhaodi suddenly stood up, picked up the teacup on the table, filled it to the brim, and bowed at a ninety-degree angle: "Hearing your words is better than reading ten years of books, Sister Ruan, please drink this cup to the brim and accept my sincere thanks."
Ruan Xianxian took the warm water with one hand and sipped it. "No problem, no problem!"
Watching these two goof around, Mu Xia automatically imagined Chen Zhaodi publishing a statement in the newspaper, declaring that her parents were useless and could no longer give her a younger brother, thus severing ties with them...
She extended one hand, back of her hand facing up, and said, "Come on! Future rising star of Heilongjiang Province, let's cheer each other on."
Ruan Xianxian and Chen Zhaodi put their hands together and said disapprovingly, "What 'rising star of Heilongjiang Province'? It's so tacky and shabby. We'll call it the Northeast Tiger!"
Chen Zhaodi whispered, "It's not called the Conquest Squad anymore?"
With a shout of "Go for it!" rang out in unison, and as it grew late, Mu Xia and Chen Zhaodi joined hands, preparing to go downstairs to their guest rooms to rest.
Ruan Xianxian clung to the door and window: "You really won't stay and sleep with me?"
Mu Xia waved her hand behind her without turning her head, her voice mimicking Gong Ye's, but with a hint of sarcasm:
"The second floor is more comfortable and suitable for my little darling to rest alone. I'll come pick you up tomorrow."
Ruan Xianxian: ? ? ?
She slammed the door shut, let out a howl, and pounced onto the soft, plush bed. She wrapped herself completely in the blankets and spun around twice, completely oblivious to the fact that she had rarely slept on such a soft bed in either her past or present life. She loved it.
After admiring it for a while, Ruan Xianxian, who had almost worked up a sweat again, covered her face with the blanket, leaving only her big eyes darting around:
[Did you upgrade yet?]
365: [Here it comes! I was already done when Xianxian and others were refueling. I didn't want to bother you since you were busy. Do you want to check out the new arrivals in the store?]
[Look.] Ruan Xianxian sat up, and the system store interface popped up in front of her. Uh! How should I put it? This level three store is a bit like a knock-off version of Taobao.
The page design is already overly flashy, but they're also setting off fireworks on the side!
The product page automatically redirects, and two rows of various system skins unfold before your eyes.
Or! Disney-themed, Hello Kitty-themed, or even epic skins from the mobile game Honor of Kings...
She's quite cute, but is the price of 5,000 yuan for real?
With a little more money, I could buy a courtyard house in Beijing.
Ruan Xianxian decisively looked away. [Speaking of which, Tongtong, do you have a true form? Or are you a formless, intangible energy entity?]
Inside the system space, a small robot pieced together from colorful parts froze upon hearing this, its square head lowering as it looked at itself.
Curled up in a tiny ball, she was radiating self-doubt: "I'm so ugly! I don't want to look at you now."
It feared that after seeing her like this, she would no longer like it.
Ruan Xianxian was stunned for a moment, and also noticed the strangeness in the system's voice. The soft, gentle voice was soothing:
Okay! I won't watch it. I will never force you, but you should know that I like you no matter what.
Just as the system was so moved that its square head was shaking from side to side, Ruan Xianxian finished speaking:
"After all, there is an old Chinese saying: 'A mother does not despise her son for being ugly.'"
system:……
"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore." Ruan Xianxian's voice was serious. "But every word I said to you came from the bottom of my heart. I don't mind, I really like you."
Ruan Xianxian changed the subject: "Do you have a skin you like? Show it to me, I'll give you some advice."
The scene shifts, the colorful special effects disappear, and in their place is a screen full of all kinds of handsome men.
The system zoomed in on a single image of a woman with eight-pack abs and thighs as thick as her waist, her excited and pleased voice making no attempt to hide it:
I want this one! I want this one!
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