Jiang Cheng wandered around with Jack, indirectly facilitating eight transactions.

Jack, this disruptive tool, was utilized by Jiang Cheng to the fullest extent.

Even the foreign trade department suspected, could today be an auspicious day?

Did all the ancestors down their power together?

Wave after wave, and the pen is almost sparking from being worn down!!

Time flew, and in a blink of an eye, it was almost closing time again.

Jiang Cheng looked at Jack with regret and guilt, saying, "Mr. Jack, I really can’t keep up with your thoughts. I’m too stupid; maybe we should switch to another translator tomorrow."

"No!"

Jack refused.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng looked moved and said, "Mr. Jack, I discovered another merit of yours. A leader like you will surely have many people willing to follow you."

Under Jiang Cheng’s high-level praise, Jack ended today’s tour and promised to come again tomorrow.

Jiang Cheng personally saw Jack off to the car, looking reluctant to part.

Even after the car drove far away, Jiang Cheng was still waving goodbye.

Du Bin approached slowly and said, "It’s gone far."

"You don’t understand; even far away you can see the shadow. I’ve taken ninety-nine steps, and I won’t stumble at the last step."

After saying this, Jiang Cheng, seeing the car disappear around a corner, changed her expression in an instant.

"Wrap it up for today!"

When Jiang Cheng says wrap up, it’s wrapped up. Du Bin, filled with unanswered questions, hurriedly followed.

"Ms. Jiang Cheng, what exactly was today about?"

"If you can’t understand, I advise you to go home early and find a stable job; the workplace is not suitable for you."

Du Bin was left speechless and finally managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Ms. Jiang Cheng, I will never have any improper thoughts about you; you’re too formidable!"

Jiang Cheng turned her head.

"Thanks for the compliment!"

She walked away again.

Du Bin: "..."

What a capable person!!

After finding Li Chunxiang and the others, Jiang Cheng didn’t follow them back to the courtyard; she had some matters to discuss.

In the end, it was Li Chunxiang who accompanied Jiang Cheng.

That evening, the lights in the trading hall were lit once again, until the sun rose slightly at dawn.

During a break, Jiang Cheng returned to the courtyard to change clothes, washed her face with cold water, had a simple meal, and returned to the trading hall.

Li Chunxiang watched her busy figure with a heartache.

Luckily, they came along; otherwise, Jiang Cheng might not even have time to drink water.

Li Chunxiang decided that they would have an extra meal tonight!

She couldn’t let Jiang Cheng get thinner.

Otherwise, her own mother wouldn’t let her off the hook when they returned home.

The thought of Jiang Cheng returned to the trading hall, waiting at the translator’s spot, awaiting Jack.

As soon as the time arrived, Jack walked in with his mysterious gait.

Jiang Cheng immediately stepped forward.

"Good morning, Mr. Jack."

"Good morning, Jiang."

Jiang Cheng nodded with a smile and said, "Mr. Jack, there’s going to be a beauty contest at the ceramics factory today. Shall we go take a look?"

"Beauty contest? Is that appropriate?"

Jack asked, to which Jiang Cheng immediately reflected, "I didn’t make it clear; the ceramics factory’s beauty contest is to select the beauty of ceramics."

"Oh?"

Jack showed a bit of interest, letting Jiang Cheng lead the way.

Du Bin, who had been behind them early on, could guess with his little toe that this "beauty contest" at the ceramics factory was orchestrated by Jiang Cheng.

Perhaps, it was even customized for Jack.

Du Bin shook his head. He was actually quite interested in going to see it, but the shortage of translators meant he had to keep working.

On the other side, Jiang Cheng led Jack to the ceramics factory’s booth.

By now, the ceramics factory booth had been completely refreshed.

Ten pieces of ceramics were each placed on a separate wooden pedestal.

In front of each piece was a delicate little basket.

The factory director of the ceramics factory stepped up and explained, "We want to select the most beautiful piece of ceramics, as a little interactive game."

"Everyone will receive two slips of paper with the same number on them. Please put one of the slips into the basket in front of the ceramic piece you think is the most beautiful. The piece with the most votes wins."

"Additionally, we will draw one slip from the winning piece to determine who will win the most beautiful piece of ceramics for free."

After the factory director finished speaking, many translators simultaneously translated for the foreign merchants beside them.

Jiang Cheng also translated for Jack.

"Very interesting, I want to participate."

"Finally, something fun."

"I really like that one!"

...

Everyone’s enthusiasm was instantly ignited.

Some went to get numbers, some went to look at the ceramics, and some directly voted.

Jack also wanted to participate, so Jiang Cheng naturally went to fetch the numbers.

The event officially began, and more and more people joined in.

Two hours later, the factory director of the ceramics factory announced the end of voting and, under everyone’s watchful eyes, began counting the votes for each piece of ceramics.

The crowd around was a bit excited.

"Ice Crack Porcelain ... 387 votes, first place."

"Next, I’ll draw the lucky voter ... it’s ... number 289!"

After the director announced, some people applauded, and some cheered.

Jack shook his head in disappointment and said, "These people have such mundane tastes."

"Mr. Jack, not everyone is like you. If everyone had your vision, wouldn’t everyone be a successful businessman."

Jack, who was originally disappointed, smiled and said, "You’re right, so ... I want to buy this one!"

The piece that Jack pointed at was the one the factory director had said was damaged.

The small porcelain vase was pure white, without any impurities, with a flower inserted inside.

It was very artistic, and a bit unique.

In fact, Jack’s taste wasn’t that bad.

Because although this small porcelain vase wasn’t the first place, it was a close second.

This demonstrated different aesthetic tastes.

Jiang Cheng did not stop or persuade Jack.

Jack stated his desire, and she agreed, immediately setting out to make arrangements.

The factory director of the ceramics factory was delivering the prize to the lucky voter, and the lingering audience had not dispersed yet when Jack decided to purchase the runner-up ceramic piece.

This action was like a signal.

Several foreign merchants gathered with interest and wanted to buy other products on display.

In no time, directors from various ceramics factories came over because they all had their share in the ten exhibits.

The ceramics booth instantly became a hot spot.

But under Jiang Cheng’s direction, Jack sealed the first order of the day, giving Jack a feeling that he was highly valued, which he thoroughly enjoyed.

"Mr. Jack, shall we check out other exhibits?"

"Of course, I have a feeling I’m going to have a fruitful day!"

Confident Jack walked ahead, and Jiang Cheng quickly caught up, skillfully leading the way, bringing them to the textile factory area.

Factory Director Hai of the Hai City Textile Factory had been stressed these days, even developing a fever blister near his mouth.

No wonder, the "Bohemian" James who was talked away by Jiang Cheng on the first day had not returned to buy fabric yet.

"It feels like this deal is slipping away."

As Factory Director Hai was grimacing, a familiar angelic voice rang in his ears.

"Factory Director Hai, I’ve brought Mr. Jack to have a look at our new fabrics."