Chapter 24
"Qi... Qiqi... wait... wait..." While their lips were sticking to each other, Zheng Juyong retreated ambiguously.
He had clearly been looking forward to this moment for a long time, even imagining countless romantic scenes in his mind. In those fantasies, this moment should be at least more romantic than the flowers, candles, cake, and ring on the day of the proposal! But Qiao Qi's sudden enthusiasm today made everything seem light and frivolous, which made him feel like he had missed something. He wanted to continue, but he was unwilling to give up. He could have elevated this moment into the most beautiful memory of their lives instead of being so hasty.
In this romantic "moment", he is struggling with his "life" with her, so he seems uneasy and hesitant.
But in the eyes of Qiao Qi, who had always been on the emotional high ground, his indecisive attitude was almost equivalent to being useless.
"Don't talk!" Qiao Qi was always the one who made the decisions when the two of them were together. She stubbornly turned his head back and wanted to kiss him again.
The more she clung to him, the more "useless" Zheng Juyong became. While she was chasing his lips, he pulled out his fist that she had pinned down below his waist. Finally, he opened his hands and gently spread open the two arms that were wrapped around her neck. He pushed her arms upwards back onto the bed, widened the distance between their chests, and called her name in a low and rapid voice: "Qiqi!"
Qiao Qi's eyes showed a panic for a moment. She misunderstood his action. She thought he wanted to regain the so-called male dominance at this moment, but this was not what she expected.
She flew to the UAE in a hurry because she had no other choice but to "give" him alms this time. He had always been weak and easy to bully in front of her and regarded her as a treasure. She thought she could control him in everything, including this kind of intimate contact, but she didn't expect that he was basically no different from other men who coveted her with bad intentions.
He held her arms above her head, unable to move. Seeing his bloodshot eyes staring down at her, she unconsciously loosened her legs wrapped around his waist, and her voice lost its previous strength and softened: "You..."
Zheng Juyong's throat rolled heavily, and he was reluctant to leave, but he had to endure it and turned over and backed away: "I, I have a cold, cough! Cough!"
"Oh..." Qiao Qi stared blankly at the white ceiling. What had she been afraid of? He was just Zheng Juyong, the good boy! If he had the lustful courage of those men, would he have waited for her for four years in vain? Sigh, she really had chosen the right man.
The cell phone rang suddenly, startling the two people who were panting awkwardly on the bed.
Zheng Juyong flipped the phone over in his hand several times before he finally held it steady. His hand felt as slippery as if he had touched a soap bar. "Hello, hello? Sister Ling... Ling?"
"Mr. Zheng! Are you still in the UAE? I don't know if it has delayed your work. Are you available to answer the phone now?" The agent, Sister Ling, found him at this time, naturally for Qiao Qi.
Zheng Juyong looked back at Qiao Qi, who suddenly sat up from the bed and winked at him.
"It's convenient. I'm still abroad, but I'll be back soon."
"Really? That's great! Qiao Qi will be going crazy if you don't come back!"
He looked at Qiao Qi again, who was sitting cross-legged in bed, contentedly. She had come all this way, and he couldn't let her be "caught" so soon. He pretended not to know. "Haha, I still have some business matters to take care of here. Sister Ling, please help me comfort her. I'll be back in a few days."
Qiao Qi gave him a thumbs up in satisfaction.
Sister Ling seemed to be quiet for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "Haha, that's as it should be, Mr. Zheng, don't worry! It's just that, you guys... Ha, Mr. Zheng, how many days will it take for you to return home? Better give me a definite answer, so I can arrange Qiao Qi's schedule in advance!"
He looked at Qiao Qi again. Qiao Qi stretched out three fingers, hesitated, and then simply opened his palm.
"Oh, about that, five days."
"Oh my, this is going to drive me crazy!" Sister Ling was so anxious that she was about to curse, but she softened her tone in an instant, "Why did it take so long? It's not Sister Ling who wants to say this. A while ago, I heard Qiao Qi say that your sister Guan Guan has been in charge of your Xicheng Steel's foreign trade business for the past few years. She flew to Dubai as soon as she got off vacation, just to get you, Mr. Zheng, back to accompany Qiao Qi. But why are you still staying there? Not to mention Qiao Qi, even I, an outsider, am anxious. Mr. Zheng, don't come back every three or five days. Can you come back soon?"
Qiao Qi smiled and shook his head, watching the fun as if it had nothing to do with him.
Zheng Juyong scratched his head. "Sister Ling, actually, the reason I came out this time was for Qiao Qi. I've been running around the trade market these past two days, but haven't found much. I plan to go to the exhibition again. If I have the chance to negotiate an order, when I return home, my parents will be happy, and my marriage to Qiao Qi will go smoothly, hehe."
Sister Ling sighed from the other side, "Alas... Your relationship won't last long if I keep throwing smoke bombs at the outside world. The new show will be online in a few days. When it gets hot, I'm afraid many things will be dug up by the rivals, and then it will be impossible to suppress them. Your parents better let it go as soon as possible, otherwise it will delay our Qiao Qi's future."
"Yeah, so I want to try harder."
"...Oh, three days, just three days! After three days, you must come back no matter what, otherwise I won't care about you anymore!" Sister Ling spoke loudly from the other side, as if she was afraid that he didn't turn on the hands-free mode.
After hanging up the phone, Zheng Juyong stood up to leave.
Qiao Qi leaned against the bed and hooked him with her foot: "Haha, so you can lie too!"
"I really need to hurry up and go to the exhibition to see if there are any opportunities." When he patiently pushed her away, he had already thought about what he would do for her. No matter how difficult it was, he had to be worthy of her initiative.
"The exhibition? Are there a lot of people there? Why don't I go with you? Maybe I can help you."
"You just took such a long flight, why don't you take a good rest first, I will come back to pick you up in the evening."
"I flew business class here and was very comfortable along the way. I'm not tired! Besides, the smell in this hotel is weird. I can't stay here!" It was still Qiao Qi who made the final decision and didn't allow him to refuse.
"Can..."
"Don't say but, give me the car keys, I'll drive!" If she could go back earlier, she wouldn't have to "sacrifice" her looks.
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The Dubai World Trade Center holds large-scale exhibitions almost every month, and those involving energy and materials are particularly large-scale. Businessmen of different races from all over the world shuttle back and forth, which is a dazzling sight.
This was also Zheng Juyong's first time here. He didn't expect the place to be so big. After walking for a while, he was at a loss, let alone discussing business with anyone.
"Gulf Steel Show, what does Gulf mean?" Qiao Qi touched his arm with ice cream in her hand. Here, of course she thought he was an expert.
Fortunately, she wasn't interested in green energy, circular economy, or materials technology. She only asked about the name of the exhibition, and he easily answered, "The Gulf States, I think there are eight countries: Iran, Iraq, Saudi Arabia, Qatar..."
"Wow! So cool! I've only heard of them on the news before. They seem to be either oil tycoons or terrorists..." Qiao Qi walked and looked curiously at the businessmen dressed in Middle Eastern costumes in the exhibition halls on both sides, and the businessmen in the exhibition halls were also looking at her, a bright and beautiful oriental girl.
"You're just being biased." Zheng Juyong looked down at the guide map. "However, this exhibition does have a lot to do with the oil and gas industry."
Suddenly remembering something, he looked up and found a rest area. He hurriedly took Qiao Qi over and said, "Wait for me here."
"But I haven't had enough shopping yet?"
"I just looked at the exhibition hall layout map. The pipes, machine tools, and molds are all far away. It's almost closing time, so I need to run there. There's food, drinks, and entertainment here. You finally came out to relax, so don't run around with me. Besides, you're not interested in those steel pipes and steel plates."
"I'm not interested, but I'm here to help you!" Qiao Qi looked around. The rest area here is a service complex that takes care of all aspects of dining, entertainment, and souvenirs for sale. It's a good place to have fun for a while. "Okay, then come back early!"
After settling Qiao Qi down, he finally headed to the pipe section. As expected, he spotted Hassan in the brightest and most impressive booth in the center. Hassan was indeed the family's social face, and even at closing time, he was still surrounded by five or six Arab businessmen.
Zheng Juyong pretended to pass by casually, wandering around the entrance like a casual visitor, casually flipping through the product information on display. The information indicated that the Hassan family's business indeed radiated throughout the Gulf region, and their strength was extraordinary. Even more remarkable was that Hassan, a man of similar age, was already able to engage in unimpeded conversation with all kinds of merchants at the exhibition, effortlessly managing a business of such scale, truly putting his own in the shade.
"Hey! My bro!" Hassan greeted him in the same tone as when they first met, not very steady but a little frivolous.
Zheng Juyong turned around when he heard the voice, as if he had just recognized Hassan: "Eh? Mr. Hassan? Nice to see you again!"
Hassan offered a handshake, smiling warmly, "Wee! Zheng!"
Zheng Juyong was the man who had brought Daniel back. Because of their romantic rivalry, Hassan couldn't get too close to him. But in business, Hassan kept his private life separate. Before he could exchange more pleasantries, Hassan grabbed his hand and led them toward the five or six Arab merchants.
I don't know what Hassan said to one of them, but that person suddenly came out with a smile and shook his hand: "Hello, Mr. Zheng!"
Hassan also laughed and handed his hand to the other party: "Haha, he, Mr. Kassim, your, friend!" Seeing Zheng Juyong's puzzled look, Hassan thought for a moment and imitated the tone of Guan Ying when he asked for the price: "Uh... eight million!"
Eight million was the selling price of the batch of Southern Steel after removing the waste materials. Zheng Juyong suddenly realized that the batch of steel pipes was not within the business scope of the Hassan family and must have been resold a second time. It seemed that the real buyer was the person in front of him.
This Arab businessman named Kassim has some wrinkles on his face, but he has a black beard and looks younger than old man Sabur.
Although it was a business opportunity, he didn't know whether he would mind the lawsuit between Xicheng Steel and Sabur. If he was the same as the local businessmen who formed a group in the trading market, then Zheng Juyong would not be able to continue speaking.
Mr. Kassim politely handed over a business card with white letters on a green background. Unlike Hassan's business card, this one was designed to be low-key and simple. However, it was covered with Arabic characters that looked like tadpoles with long tails, and Zheng Juyong could not understand a single word.
Turning the back, I noticed a sword printed under a small string of Arabic symbols in the corner. Suddenly, I realized, "Saudi Arabia?"
"Yes! You see, hmmm" Hassan nodded appreciatively.
Mr. Kassim was also very happy that a young Chinese man recognized the symbol of his country.
Kassim is from Saudi Arabia and doesn't know Sabur, which is good.
The two had a good first meeting. After exchanging a few pleasantries, Hassan personally escorted Zheng Juyong out. But before Zheng Juyong turned and left with his business card, he couldn't help but call out, "Hey, Zheng, listen, why don't you bring your product manual? Mr. Kassim will leave tomorrow afternoon. Guan Ying, you know, she knows how to strike while the iron is hot!"
Zheng Juyong did not bring a product promotion book to the exhibition today and did not seize the opportunity while the iron was hot. In Hassan's eyes, this was the biggest mistake as a businessman.
Zheng Juyong felt a little ashamed.
Hassan finally smiled lightly and said, "Anyway, you already got the business card!" Then he turned around neatly, as if to say: At least you got this business card, and this is all I can help you with!
In the business world, he was indeed inferior to Hassan, and even less so to Guan Ying. Perhaps Hassan had already noticed him when he was wandering around the booth, and without wasting a second, he saw his intention in being there. He just didn't expect that when the customer was fed to him, he didn't take it.
Because he couldn't sell the products with just his mouth and empty talk, and what's more, the previous batch of goods belonged to Manager Xu of Southern Steel, and it did not represent Xicheng Steel, which was operating behind the scenes. He needed to take this opportunity to establish a brand new relationship!
Fortunately, Daniel is not here.
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