Follow the army to the island, the rebellious male protagonist was led by me to counterattack

Chapter 239 Summer
Commander Cao was puzzled, but Shi Xia offered no explanation.

She's kind of giving up; everyone knows it's true, so why bother acting when it's so tiring?

With acting skills like that, you could make a living abroad, wouldn't you?
Shi Xia silently took it out, and Commander Cao silently accepted it.

Who cares why!

As long as the product is genuine, that's fine!
After taking out all the supplies, Shi Xia looked at Commander Cao's wide smile and said, "I have some things to do, so I won't be coming back."

"By the way, how's the irrigation canal development going?"

Commander Cao snapped out of his daze.

"Excellent! Your map is very useful and saves a lot of time."

"Shi Xia, thank you! These things are very important."

Shi Xia waved her little hand.

“It’s no big deal. I have other ways to get back, so don’t wait for me.”

Commander Cao nodded without asking any questions.

Shi Xia jumped into the water and disappeared before everyone's eyes.

Commander Cao and his men returned with the supplies. Shi Xiaren didn't stay long, but his name was remembered by many.

Meanwhile, Shi Xia returned to YN and waited for Huang Xiong's delegation to visit China.

Five days later, Shi Xia boarded a plane.

This was her first time properly taking a plane back to China.

They usually come from the sea and go back to the sea.

At this time, Shi Xia's identity was fake, fabricated by Huang Xiong. She was Ms. Xia Tian, ​​the first decision-maker of the YN Textile delegation.

Huang Xiong already knew that Shi Xia was Chinese, a fact that Shi Xia had never hidden.

Although he didn't understand why Shi Xia wanted to create an identity to return to the country, he knew Shi Xia wouldn't tell him even if he asked.

He didn't want to offend Shi Xia, because a divine doctor was definitely the ultimate pursuit for a wealthy person after becoming rich.

After all, our ancestors sought immortality after gaining supreme power.

The more money you have, the more knowledge you gain, and the more you want to live longer.

The importance of a miracle doctor is self-evident.

At this time, Shi Xia also changed her usual attire.

She straightened her slightly long hair, giving it a blunt fringe, thick, straight cut, and paired it with black glasses, a black suit, women's leather shoes, and a black briefcase.

He looked just like an elderly headmaster in a TV drama.

The plane landed in Huaxia City, and Shi Xia and the others received a warm welcome upon disembarking.

Elementary school students even presented her with flowers; this treatment was indeed much better than being stuck in the sea.

Shi Xia calmly accepted it, and the other party's translator stepped forward to translate.

"Welcome, Ms. Xia Tian, ​​to China."

"I can speak Chinese."

Shi Xia politely declined the translator's help, and the Chinese people who came to greet her immediately showed a smile of admiration.

"Your Chinese language is truly standard."

Shi Xia chuckled.

Is it not standard?

Both parties politely boarded the minibus, and Shi Xia was accompanied by someone throughout the journey, who introduced her to the unique architecture of Haishi.

Shi Xia thoroughly enjoyed it; she had suddenly discovered a new way to return to China.

The minibus arrived at the Foreign Exchange Hotel, which was also the most luxurious hotel.

The best suite was arranged for Shi Xia, and all lunch expenses were covered.

According to Chinese etiquette, when guests arrive, they should naturally be entertained with sightseeing and delicious food.

So when Shi Xia arrived on the first day, she did nothing but wander around and eat.

The same thing happened the next day; Shi Xia was taken for a stroll around the city.

It wasn't until the third day that we got down to business.

In Huaxia Fang's office, Shi Xia sat in the VIP seat.

"Ms. Xia, may I ask which of our textile factories you would like to cooperate with?"

Huang Xiong proposed cooperation, which the Chinese side took very seriously. Although they didn't understand why Huang Xiong wanted to buy Chinese textiles.

But the most advanced textile factories are in Haishi, so it's not entirely impossible to find them in other places.

The decision rests with Shi Xia.

"Well... I haven't decided yet."

The Chinese negotiator, still smiling sincerely, said, "Ms. Xia Tian is very cautious in her actions, which is something we should learn from."

Shi Xia looked at the other person with admiration: "That's a beautifully said statement."

The two sides continued their conversation, but Shi Xia had almost no answers to the questions raised by the Chinese side, because these were things she had obtained through favors, and she could do whatever she wanted with them.

However, Shi Xia's vague answer alerted the Chinese side.

That person is truly brilliant!
He couldn't get a single useful piece of information out of him, which is a bit tricky.

If Shi Xia knew, she would definitely say: You're overthinking it.

"Ms. Xia, I have a question that I hope you can answer for me."

"Please say."

"As far as I know, your factory ranks first in the textile industry. Why do you still need to come to China to buy fabric?"

The Chinese team kept a close eye on Shi Xia, trying to analyze her expressions and behavior in an attempt to find some useful information.

"Because YN's fabric patterns are too fancy."

Shi Xia's expression of disdain, coupled with the Chinese side's heightened vigilance, is... such a flimsy excuse!

Today's meeting has come to an end. Shi Xia went back and ate eight baskets of xiaolongbao (soup dumplings), and then had a good night's sleep.

The Chinese side studied and analyzed various plans, spending the entire night on the research.

This summer is so tough!
The other delegation members were also clueless, and the only thing they were told was: "Everything is up to Xia Tian."

The next day, Shi Xia was taken to visit the first, second, and third textile factories in Haishi.

After the round, we ate lunch first.

During the meal, the Chinese side offered a toast.

Shi Xia's eyes lit up. She accepted every drink offered, one glass of 52-proof baijiu after another, her eyes growing brighter with each sip.

Hua Xia looked at Shi Xia, who had drunk another glass, and wondered suspiciously: Was the alcohol content of the liquor low today?

They didn't intend to get Shi Xia drunk; they just thought that a slight buzz would make her lower her guard.

But now...

Three of the Chinese men who were drinking with them passed out, while Shi Xia's side said they hadn't had enough to drink.

The drinking party plan failed.

The following day, after another night of research, the Chinese side went into battle again, this time for direct negotiations.

office.

"This is a fabric sample, a style reference. Which fabric do you need? We can discuss the price."

"it is good."

This time, Shi Xia agreed readily, and we finally got down to business, though it was a bit slow.

Seeing that Shi Xia agreed so readily, Hua Xia focused intently on introducing the fabric patterns. Shi Xia looked at them carefully and finally chose thirteen patterns.

This is for the elderly on Hai San Island, this is suitable for my aunt, this is nice to wear for work, and this...
After making your selection, the next step is to negotiate the price.

Shi Xia didn't know much about it, so she just asked the other party for a quote.

The Chinese side had anticipated this, knowing that the other side would not easily reveal its secrets.

“Each type of fabric has a different material and weaving technique, resulting in a different price. This one costs 0.6 per meter, this one costs 0.8, this one costs 0.7, and this one costs 0.9.”

Shi Xia frowned upon hearing Huaxia's offer.

Representative from China: If they think it's too expensive, will they lower the price?
"Ms. Xia, what do you think of this price?"

Shi Xia didn't speak, but held the fabric and asked, "When you say 0.6 or 0.7, are you referring to yuan or US dollars?"

"Ms. Xia is too kind. It is indeed Yuan."

Shi Xia frowned even more; this was way too cheap!
It's even cheaper than selling it domestically.

"No, I think you mean US dollars."

"Ms. Xia, you can't do this... What?"

(End of this chapter)