Director Yan didn’t answer, and Jiang Cheng didn’t need him to.

Because she was about to start bragging.

In less than twenty minutes, Jiang Cheng had chatted Director Yan away.

Feeling great after her round of boasting, Jiang Cheng carried a large bowl of carrots to find Master Chef.

Meanwhile, Director Mu took the foreign trade team to the Foreign Affairs Hotel to pick up Rose’s small team and headed to the sugar factory together.

In the car, Rose casually asked, "I’ve heard there are investors from D Country coming?"

Director Mu presented a serious work face to Rose, "Yes."

Nothing more.

Concise.

Rose hit a snag—neither soft nor hard.

"Have the negotiations been successful?"

Director Mu slightly frowned and politely looked at Rose, "Waiting."

The translator translated honestly, leaving Rose deep in thought.

The group arrived at the sugar factory, where Director Tang was already outside to greet them.

"Mr. Rose, welcome once again to our sugar factory."

They shook hands, conversed, translated back and forth, and walked into the sugar factory together.

Once inside the sugar factory’s meeting room, Rose wasted no time.

"Why didn’t I hear about your special milk candy last time I was here?"

Who knew you liked such sweet stuff!

Director Tang internally complained while maintaining a polite expression, watching Rose finish and then turned to the translator, mentally rehearsing his lines.

Jiang Cheng had practiced this question with him.

After the translation, Director Tang made a face as if he finally understood what the other party was saying, and looked at Rose.

"Because this is a sample—we haven’t started large-scale production yet. We want to see the market response first."

Upon hearing this, Rose, still somewhat skeptical, asked, "Then how did Jiang Cheng get it?"

Upon hearing Jiang Cheng’s name mentioned, Director Tang looked slightly surprised at Rose.

"You know my niece?"

Jiang. Niece. Cheng officially on stage.

When the translator translated this, Rose suddenly realized that Hua Xia has its own nuances of relationships.

Before coming, he already knew Hua Xia relied heavily on connections and friendship.

Seems like he was overthinking.

Rose relaxed completely, entering the negotiation phase formally.

Rose’s side offered to purchase the specially formulated milk candy at the same price as regular milk candy.

Director Tang couldn’t help but laugh upon hearing this.

"Mr. Rose, if you aren’t serious about negotiating, then we don’t have to waste time here."

Naturally, Rose knew he offered a low price, but business is about profit, naturally wanting the most beneficial outcome.

"Director Tang, candy is candy."

Director Tang internally cursed ’shameless’ but outwardly said politely, "Candy may be candy, but the formula is different, the weight is different. Only after tasting...will you know the sugar content is quite substantial."

"Not only that, but our production costs have increased. We also need to open another production line. If the order quantity can’t cover costs or turn a small profit, it’s not worth discussing."

"Moreover, these candies could be shipped back in time for your country’s Halloween, ensuring smooth sales."

After hearing the translation of this, Rose was a bit surprised internally.

He hadn’t expected the other’s quick response.

He loves candy but not that much.

"Director Tang makes sense. We can discuss the price further."

Director Tang chuckled outwardly, thinking: Want to negotiate up while driving the price down?

Negotiations continued.

Director Tang played Tai Chi, refusing to budge, while Rose pressed aggressively but achieved nothing.

Director Tang’s price leveled right on Rose’s bottom line, making him doubt momentarily.

But then again, who truly knows what he’s thinking?

He hadn’t ever kept a diary.

The amusing thought passed fleetingly.

Finally, Rose ordered five tons of specially formulated candy.

After signing the order, Rose casually brought up the newly appearing ceramic and bamboo products in the foreign trade shop.

Director Mu, who had been observing, recalled Jiang Cheng’s words.

Rose was more interested in ceramics and bamboo.

A translator next to Director Mu immediately sprang into action, standing by Rose and began "telling stories."

The translation satisfied Rose’s interest while also increasing his fascination with uniquely shaped ceramic and bamboo products.

"Mr. Rose, if you’re not in a hurry, we can have samples from our bamboo or ceramic factories brought over."

Rose raised an eyebrow.

"You have other styles available?"

The translator stood upright proudly, "Of course, the bamboo weaving techniques in our country have been passed down for thousands of years. You name it—we can weave it."

"And it’s the same for ceramics."

The translator’s unique confidence caught Rose’s attention.

"You’re excellent."

"Thank you for the compliment, but there are many like me in Hua Xia."

The translator smiled, thinking: The most excellent one is still at our foreign trade canteen peeling carrots!

Looking at the translator in front of him, Rose said, "You Chinese are too modest. You should naturally accept praise from others."

The translator smiled silently.

How could he dare accept?

Today’s speech was prepared by Jiang Cheng for him to memorize.

Director Mu’s eyes twitched—if the most confident one arrived, you’d cry!

After the inquiry, Rose decided to return tomorrow to see the new products.

Today’s itinerary ended there.

The foreign trade vehicle once again took Rose back to the hotel.

After settling Rose’s team, Director Mu led the foreign trade people back.

Along the way, no one dared speak until reaching the workplace.

"How did it go?"

Director Yan, who’d been waiting for the result, rushed forward to ask, followed by numerous expectant eyes.

Director Mu sighed and shook her head.

"Didn’t seal the deal..."

Director Yan doubted as he looked at Director Mu without a word, and behind him, the many eyes held complex emotions.

How could it be???

Jiang Cheng reasoned—practiced so many times. Surely, they thought there were no issues!

"Mr. Mu, it’s already time; stop playing the anticipation card."

Astute Director Yan directly pointed out, making Director Mu’s pretense break instantly.

"It’s done!"

"Ah!"

"Great!"

"Oh my god!"

"I knew it would work!"

Behind them, cheering, hugging, and emotional tears flowed.

Usually the most serious, Director Mu joined in laughing uncontrollably, showing the brightest smile.

The calmest of all was Director Yan, who shook his head with a smile.

Impressive!

Jiang Cheng is impressive!

"Stop jumping. There’s still much to do."

"Rose has scheduled a visit to the bamboo and ceramic factories tomorrow. Xiao Wang and Xiao Zhao, confirm how their products are doing."

"Xiao Du, organize today’s contract paperwork."

Director Mu arranged it all neatly.

Once organized, she looked around.

Understanding Director Yan walked over and said, "Stop looking, Jiang Cheng left."

"Hmm? Where to?"

Director Yan recalled and chuckled, "Went home to eat with the Master Chef."