Su Changzhang suddenly turned around and saw a few people walking over.

He recognized Factory Director Hai, but what was he doing here?

Bringing an order to show off?

Factory Director Hai was quick, shaking hands with Su Changzhang firmly.

"Lao Su, Mr. Brown wants to buy your fabric."

This sentence was spoken at a normal volume by Factory Director Hai.

"Don’t speak, let the translator handle it."

This was whispered softly in dialect by Factory Director Hai.

Su Changzhang understood.

Precisely because he understood, he was puzzled.

Sending us an order?

Is there really such a good thing in this world?

However, Su Changzhang didn’t make a fuss, just waited to see what would happen—just in case.

Behind him, Jiang Cheng and a few others arrived, and Director Mu introduced the parties.

"Su Changzhang, this Mr. Brown is interested in purchasing several types of fabric. He has already signed an order with Hai City Textile Factory, but the quantity is not enough, so he wants to buy a batch from your factory as well."

"Here is the unit price."

Director Mu quickly handed out a piece of paper, afraid that Su Changzhang might spill the beans if the price wasn’t aligned.

Su Changzhang woodenly received the paper, nearly blurting out "Impossible!" but Factory Director Hai pinched him just in time.

Su Changzhang held back.

"Ahem—do you know which kind of fabric?"

Su Changzhang asked, as Jiang Cheng accompanied Mr. Brown to the stage.

"Su Changzhang, it’s this red and green fabric."

Su Changzhang’s expression almost slipped again, once more pinched by Factory Director Hai.

A voice imbued with the ancient undertone of "exheptation" rang out.

"Alright———"

Next was Mr. Brown inspecting the fabric, accompanied by Jiang Cheng.

Su Changzhang finally found a chance to whisper through lip reading to Factory Director Hai, but Factory Director Hai ignored him.

"Too many people, too much talk!"

Factory Director Hai reminded him with four words, and Su Changzhang instantly stopped asking, working to calm down before quietly saying, "Why don’t you pinch me again? I think it helps."

Factory Director Hai sneered, saying one word: "Deserved it!"

Su Changzhang didn’t mind at all, replying, "I’m willing!"

As long as he could sell at this price, he’d beg anyone on his knees!

On the other side, the fabric inspection proceeded quickly.

Brown genuinely wanted to buy, and Jiang Cheng’s ideas really could generate interest.

Christmas is the most important holiday abroad, with spending increasing each year.

When Jiang Cheng saw the red and green fabric, she thought this color scheme was very fitting for Christmas.

So when she saw Brown wearing a Christmas-themed tie, she found the perfect target.

"Jiang, the fabric is fine, the quality is indeed the best!"

"For these three types, let’s have ... fifty thousand meters of each."

"Alright, I’ll help you finalize the contract."

Brown didn’t like to drag things out, and Jiang Cheng seemed to completely adapt to his pace, with bargaining and contract signing proceeding smoothly.

Su Changzhang kept following behind the group, cluelessly clinching an order worth two hundred thousand.

He couldn’t believe it and tugged at Factory Director Hai’s sleeve.

"Hey—it really is, Lao Hai, pinch me again!"

Factory Director Hai rolled his eyes speechlessly but cooperated gladly with his hand.

"Ah—— it’s real!"

Excitement was written in Su Changzhang’s pupils; the next second, he looked over at Jiang Cheng.

Factory Director Hai immediately sensed this and positioned himself to block Su Changzhang’s view.

"Don’t even think about it, Mr. Jiang was recruited by us first."

Su Changzhang, previously uncertain, immediately realized one thing.

The music showcase at Hai City today must be thanks to Translator Jiang’s efforts.

"Lao Hai, that was not right, the translator is a resource for everyone, you can’t monopolize."

"If it really doesn’t work, we brought a translator from our factory, you can borrow them!"

Factory Director Hai mouthed one word to Su Changzhang: "Scram!"

Was he concerned about the translator?

He cared about this particular translator!!

It absolutely had to be this one!

The two silently competed, while up front Jiang Cheng and Brown exchanged contact information and bid each other farewell.

Brown was the first to leave, having completed his purchase, and planned to shop around some more.

After saying goodbye, Brown left, and Su Changzhang darted forward.

"Mr. Jiang, hello, I’m the factory director of Province G Textile Factory, my surname is Su—"

"Jiang Cheng, don’t mind him, let’s return to the booth."

Factory Director Hai also rushed over, inserting himself between the two.

Jiang Cheng smiled helplessly, looking at the two factory directors and said, "Gentlemen, I’m company’s translator, I will do my best wherever needed."

After speaking, Jiang Cheng looked at Factory Director Hai and said, "Factory Director Hai, if James returns, make sure to hold firm on the price then come find me."

"Now I’d like to go to Director Su’s place to see his fabric products."

As soon as Su Changzhang heard this, he immediately bloomed with happiness.

Factory Director Hai ignored Su Changzhang and gazed at Jiang Cheng, reluctantly saying, "Don’t forget to come back and see us."

"Sure, rest assured!"

After promising, Jiang Cheng left first with Su Changzhang.

Reluctantly, Factory Director Hai walked back, turning longingly every few steps.

Clearly, after just signing a good order, a moment for celebration, yet why did he feel so lost??

Witnessing everything, Director Mu’s lips curled slightly.

She had a premonition; Jiang Cheng would be the brightest star at this trade fair.

On the other side, Jiang Cheng followed Su Changzhang to his booth.

Once there, Jiang Cheng immediately got into work mode, carefully examining each type of fabric.

Feeling each piece of fabric with her own hands, Jiang Cheng seemed deep in thought.

"Director Su, is this coarse cloth?"

"Yes! Every year, someone from Southeast Asia buys some to make inexpensive work clothes."

Work clothes, which means it was very cheap.

"Director Su, how much are you selling it for?"

"Zero point five, sometimes zero point four."

Jiang Cheng understood, her mind thinking about the furniture booth’s location.

"Director Su, wait for me, coarse cloth might have another market, don’t sell yet, I want to try a price of 1.6."

Su Changzhang’s mind went blank.

"1.6? Impossible, the best fabric can only sell at 1.1, and that was last year’s top price."

Jiang Cheng put down the coarse cloth, retorting, "The most expensive latest red and green fabric sells at 1.4, so anything’s possible."

"It’s all about people, let’s negotiate first."

Su Changzhang looked at Jiang Cheng, who had enormous ambitions.

"What if the deal falls through?"

Jiang Cheng looked unknowingly at Su Changzhang and asked, "If it falls through, just lower the price."

Su Changzhang: "..."

That simple and blunt?

Jiang Cheng understood Su Changzhang’s confusion and said, "Doing business, let the pride go, just make money."

"Alright, I’ll take a lap and return later."

After saying so, Jiang Cheng left, heading to the furniture booth.

A thought about coarse cloth lingered in her mind.

It hadn’t caught on in Hua Xia yet, but abroad, it was commonly found in every household.

Sofa!

Most sofas abroad were upholstered ones.

Coarse cloth was certainly cheap for clothes, but when used on sofas, it was exceptional material.

Jiang Cheng walked and observed, holding a set of foreign trade basic information she had acquired.

Scanning quickly, Jiang Cheng found her target.