A square table, with Jiang Cheng and George each taking half.

The distinct contrast of two cuisines, leaving both parties satisfied.

"Jiang... thank you. This is my favorite meal since I got here."

After listening intently to George, Jiang Cheng replied, "I’m glad you like it. There are many types of foods in Hua Xia. You can slowly try different ones as you get used to them, and maybe you’ll find something else you like."

George wasn’t really listening because he was too hungry.

He hadn’t been eating well on the way here, and it was the same after arriving in Hua Xia.

Seeing this, Jiang Cheng stopped talking, and the two began their long-overdue lunch in silence.

The people from the nearby furniture factory looked on, curling their lips.

This foreigner’s taste is quite peculiar, isn’t it?

Simple carrots and potato chunks without much flavor, yet he’s eating with such relish?

Truly pitiful, the poor guy probably hasn’t had anything decent to eat.

"Jiang Cheng— I finally found you!"

A voice interrupted Jiang Cheng’s lunch, and she looked up.

It was Su Changzhang from the textile factory.

"Director Su, is there something you need?"

"No, no, I just thought you hadn’t eaten yet, so I wanted to bring you some food."

Director Su came over, put down a netted bag, and said, "When I couldn’t find you, I figured you went to eat, so I prepared some other food for you. If you’re hungry while working in the afternoon, just have some."

"Don’t get too hungry."

Director Su spoke with concern, and Jiang Cheng readily agreed, not refusing out of politeness.

Indeed, after she accepted, Director Su visibly brightened up with happiness.

The nearby furniture factory manager understood immediately.

He quickly sent someone to buy some things. After Jiang Cheng and George finished eating, she received another bag of food.

Currently, Jiang Cheng held a bag in each hand, both filled with food.

Besides saying thank you, what else could Jiang Cheng say?

And so, she carried the two bags back to the translation area.

Upon seeing her return, Zhong Fan asked in a peculiar tone, "Back from your northeastern stroll?"

Jiang Cheng immediately knew Zhong Fan wasn’t really angry.

She laughed and said, "No, I remembered halfway that I had unfinished business, so I came back."

"See, I even brought back some local specialties!"

Zhong Fan was defenseless against Jiang Cheng’s shamelessness.

Wouldn’t most people feel a bit embarrassed?

"You— I don’t even know what to say."

Zhong Fan was genuinely at a loss.

He had been a little upset initially; after all, who leaves for a whole morning without signing in even once?

But when Director Mu from foreign trade personally came to explain for Jiang Cheng, Zhong Fan was nothing short of astonished.

She did all that in just one morning!

At this moment, Jiang Cheng was distributing the bag of food to return translators.

Just by walking around, a group of translators, who didn’t know Jiang Cheng, genuinely felt she was a great person.

Zhong Fan stood by the side, finding it funny yet exasperating.

This knack for handling interpersonal relations isn’t something just anyone can have.

Jiang Cheng stayed with George at the translation station for over half an hour.

In that short time, Jiang Cheng managed to compliment everyone without repeating herself.

Adding her genuine generosity, it didn’t take long for her to become the most popular person around.

Once she felt rested, Jiang Cheng got up again and approached Zhong Fan. "I’m going to take another walk."

What could Zhong Fan say? He could only wave his hand and say, "Go on, go on!"

Jiang Cheng smiled and set off with George.

There wasn’t much time left before the first day of the trade fair ended, and Jiang Cheng hadn’t found any real opportunities yet.

As they were normally wandering and about to move from one booth to another, a foreign businessman called out to George.

It was an American businessman, a charming man in his forties.

"George."

George turned around to see the approaching man.

"Hello, Mr. Simon."

Simon nodded, not minding George’s lack of enthusiasm.

"Have you finished your business?"

Simon asked, and George nodded.

Their conversation ended there.

Simon smiled helplessly, looking at Jiang Cheng, "And this lovely lady is?"

Jiang Cheng confidently extended her hand and introduced herself, "I’m Jiang Cheng, Mr. George’s translator."

Simon politely took her fingertips and nodded, "Hello, Ms. Jiang Cheng."

Soon, Jiang Cheng and Simon were engaged in conversation.

At first, Simon wasn’t particularly interested; he just saw George and came over to say hi.

But the more he talked with Jiang Cheng, the more surprised he became.

"Jiang Cheng, you are a very knowledgeable person."

"Thank you for your compliment, I think so too!"

Simon laughed heartily, lavishly praising Jiang Cheng.

The two had a great conversation.

After chatting for over twenty minutes, Simon’s companion reminded him that they had other matters to attend to.

Simon looked at Jiang Cheng with regret and said, "Good times are always short-lived. It’s been an honor to meet you, Ms. Jiang Cheng."

Jiang Cheng smiled gently, "I’m also very happy to have met you."

They shook hands again.

Simon said goodbye to George, and after George responded in kind, Simon and his team left.

Jiang Cheng watched Simon’s back for a while, recalling that Simon’s companions mentioned there were Japanese people waiting for him.

So, were they discussing some deals?

Jiang Cheng looked at George and directly asked, "George, how do you know Simon?"

George answered honestly, not one to lie.

"I helped him once, and he said he owed me a favor."

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng pondered, "Did Simon help you come to Hua Xia?"

"Yes."

George replied affirmatively.

Jiang Cheng was thoughtful.

Simon could protect George from a swarm of pharmaceutical companies to get him to Hua Xia, showing how capable he is.

So why hasn’t she heard of him before?

"George, what kind of person is Simon?"

George blinked and said concisely, "He’s very trustworthy."

Jiang Cheng raised an eyebrow, a trustworthy businessman.

"Jiang... I’m hungry."

George suddenly spoke, drawing Jiang Cheng back to reality. She checked her watch, looked at George, and said, "It’s about time. Let’s leave here."

"What would you like for dinner?"

"Bread, carrots, potato chunks."

Jiang Cheng felt a bit queasy just hearing it. The same meal every time, doesn’t he get tired of it?

Although she didn’t get it, she supported him.

Jiang Cheng took George back to the translation area, signed out, and suggested leaving early.

She had a duty to take care of George, and there were only a few minutes left anyway, so Zhong Fan had no reason to stop her.

Once outside, Jiang Cheng and George found Li Chunxiang and Gao Zhonghua, and the four of them left together.

After transferring buses back to their place, Gao Zhonghua set up the run-down bed he’d found today, so they wouldn’t have to sleep on wooden boards that night.

Li Chunxiang started cooking.

She had bought quite a few things during her free time today.

While the days were peaceful for Jiang Cheng’s group, far away in the foreign guests’ hotel, the Japanese visitors were having a hard time.

Chi Lang, deceived by Jiang Cheng during the day, was plotting with another Japanese businessman on how to get "revenge."