Jiang Cheng’s declaration, "I’m very proud," left Du Bin speechless.

Was he supposed to say it’s not good, that he’s not proud?

Jiang Cheng raised an eyebrow with a smile, then turned gracefully and left.

She just loved putting on this sort of "high-class" style.

Behind her, Du Bin felt genuinely conflicted, lowering his head, lost in thought.

Jiang Cheng walked away without a care, taking a detour to the restroom first.

As she left the restroom, she was ready to check in and grab something to eat.

She had been busy all morning and was starving.

With her head down, wiping her hands, Jiang Cheng turned out from the restroom hallway, just as someone else came around the corner.

"Sorry—really sorry, I’m so sorry, terribly sorry!"

The string of foreign apologies immediately put Jiang Cheng’s nerves back on alert, with a standard kind smile on her face.

"It’s okay, are you alright?"

While speaking, Jiang Cheng caught a clear look at the person’s face.

Such a familiar face?

Jiang Cheng’s brain immediately kicked into gear.

"Sir, I’m the translator here, you can call me Jiang."

"May I know your name?"

The man in front of her looked exhausted, guilty, and after a while, he managed to speak.

"George, I’m George."

The apologetic George kept his head down, eyes struggling to find a focal point, and his two arms hanging awkwardly at his sides, unsure of where to place them.

A word immediately came to Jiang Cheng’s mind: social anxiety.

"Sorry, I’m really sorry."

George apologized again.

"It’s really okay, please don’t worry about it."

Jiang Cheng reassured him, as George raised his right hand to say goodbye, then put it down halfway, sidestepping past Jiang Cheng, saying: "Sorry!"

He ran off.

Jiang Cheng couldn’t help but laugh, because she recalled who George was.

A very unfortunate pharmaceutical genius from M Country.

If she remembered correctly, George was in a desperate situation due to his opponents’ suppression.

He was originally a pharmaceutical genius, successfully making a name for himself in the pharmaceutical field with a drug he developed.

But being only skilled in research, he was betrayed by his companions and lost his developed drug.

Right now, he was being blacklisted by all pharmaceutical companies in M Country.

They were blacklisting George because capitalists wanted to control him, to make him hand over a newly developed drug.

But George was someone with his own principles; he didn’t want his drug to be overly commercialized.

So he sold all his assets and came to Hua Xia with hope.

Unfortunately, this genius didn’t get what he wanted in Hua Xia and ultimately chose to go to YD, a country with medical freedom.

He had thought he could rely on his medical skills to independently research drugs, but due to YD’s hygiene issues, he contracted a disease and died.

It all seemed absurd.

So, the pharmaceutical bigwig George was extremely socially anxious?

This socially anxious person, not wanting his drug to be commercialized, traveled alone across the world to Hua Xia.

Jiang Cheng couldn’t help but admire him.

But what exactly did George encounter in Hua Xia, and why did he choose to leave?

It’s not important now, because she’s here.

Jiang Cheng followed behind George, watching him not too far, not too close.

As they walked, Jiang Cheng noticed something.

Someone was following George.

Four short people, not exactly shifty-eyed, but definitely with some scheming intent, were trailing behind George.

Jiang Cheng quickened her pace and deliberately bumped into one of them.

"I’m sorry."

"Ba—"

Before the word was out, Jiang Cheng understood.

An R country person, M Country’s foreign spokesperson.

Now it made sense.

"Do you speak English?"

Jiang Cheng immediately asked in English, but the person impatiently waved their hand, speaking a bunch of R language. Jiang Cheng pretended not to understand and continued asking in English, "Do you speak English?"

The person she bumped into finally grew impatient from Jiang Cheng’s questioning and waved her off before leaving.

Seeing this, Jiang Cheng quickly caught up with George ahead.

"Mr. George, do you remember me? Translator, Jiang Cheng."

George nodded repeatedly, his stubbly face filled with panic, asking, "Are you feeling unwell? Was it because I bumped into you?"

"No, no, I’m fine!"

"I just wanted to ask if you need a translator."

Seeing that Jiang Cheng was alright, George let out a long breath and said, "That’s good."

"I—I might need a translator, but I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do—alright."

George spoke incoherently, but Jiang Cheng understood.

"I’m happy to help you, why don’t you tell me your questions? Maybe I can help you solve them?"

George was very bad at interpersonal relationships, and just seeing the enthusiastic Jiang Cheng left him a bit flustered.

"I—I’ll go to the hollow capsule booth first."

"Okay."

Jiang Cheng didn’t ask further and just led the way.

The two of them walked together to the hollow capsule booth, and it was clear that George’s mind wasn’t on the capsules, yet he forced himself to look and wanted to place an order.

Jiang Cheng could roughly understand George’s intentions from behind.

He wanted to use the capsule purchase as a means to seek help from Hua Xia’s pharmaceutical manufacturers.

The hollow capsules were his stepping stone.

Otherwise, if a foreigner came up to you and said, "I have a great drug, let’s collaborate,"

most Hua Xia people would probably think he was a spy and arrest him.

But where did it go wrong in between?

"We want to purchase hollow capsules!"

A disagreeable voice interrupted Jiang Cheng’s thoughts, and it also gave her the answer.

R country people.

If she guessed right, George left Hua Xia for YD because of R country interference.

The R country people had brought their translator, who quickly went forward to talk business with the hollow capsule manufacturer.

The R country people were numerous and imposing, their proposed purchase quantity astonishing.

In contrast, George, alone and with an unkempt appearance and attire, made people instinctively think he was unimportant.

At this moment, the hollow capsule manufacturer was entertaining the R country businessmen.

George, who was already poor at communication, mustered up the courage to say excuse me, but no one heard him.

Right after speaking, George chose to give up.

Perhaps Hua Xia wasn’t the right choice for him.

No worries, he had a second option.

"Excuse me, we were here first."

Jiang Cheng stopped George, her voice so assertive that socially anxious George instinctively shrunk his head.

Jiang Cheng, with George in tow, forcefully squeezed into the negotiation, nodded politely yet assertively at the R country representatives.

"Things should be in order of arrival, Mr. George came first."

The R country representative was very arrogant.

"We are making a large purchase, what’s the problem with serving us first."

Jiang Cheng put on a perfectly surprised face, looked at the R country businessman, and asked, "So, you’re definitely going to make a purchase?"

The R country businessman did not reply immediately.

Because they had no intention of buying; their sole aim was to ruin every business deal George had.

News from abroad said George was very afraid of communicating with people. They just needed to appear aggressively and scare George away, then claim the negotiations failed.

From their hesitation, Jiang Cheng clearly understood their intentions.

Jiang Cheng: Great, the opponent has paved the way, it would be a shame not to exploit it.