The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

The weather was fairly good today; it didn't rain, just very foggy.

Before five o'clock, Qingxian County seemed to be shrouded in a fog, and nothing could be seen clearly.

So much so that when Gao Qinghe got out of the car and saw the people inside the hotel, she wondered if she was seeing things and hallucinating.

The sound of a car attracted the attention of someone who was reading a book on a sofa in the hotel lobby.

He turned around and looked over. Gao Qinghe, who had just walked in, stared wide-eyed.

"Gu Jingzhou! Is it really you? I thought I was seeing things!"

Gu Jingzhou, dressed in a light gray suit and a dark blue overcoat, stood up. A hint of surprise and gentle light appeared in his deep eyes, which seemed warm but were actually aloof.

"Miss Gao, it's nice to see you again."

Gu Jingzhou put the book back on the hotel bookshelf and, like a Western aristocratic gentleman, gestured for her to come with him.

Gao Qinghe looked him up and down with a strange expression. It had only been half a year since their last meeting, and he had become much more composed.

"You got promoted? Are you the international business partner that Director Lu mentioned?" Gao Qinghe asked.

Gu Jingzhou first nodded, then shook his head.

Gao Qinghe was completely confused and didn't understand at all. She urged him to hurry up and tell her, and not to keep her in suspense.

Gu Jingzhou couldn't help but laugh and said, "I've been promoted to a full-fledged position. I'm now the representative for the mainland region, and I'll be in charge of all procurement matters for Salimon and the buckle factory from now on."

In short, he's going to stay in China for the long term.

As for the business to be discussed today, Gu Jingzhou said he was just an intermediary.

Before pushing open the door to the private room, Gu Jingzhou reminded him, "Factory Director Lu plans to upgrade the factory's equipment, and my British friend happens to have a batch of old equipment that he needs to get rid of."

“I don’t know much about machines either, Miss Gao, do you?” Gu Jingzhou asked Gao Qinghe.

The look in their eyes, as if watching a show, lessened the sense of distance that came from not seeing each other for so long.

Gao Qinghe shrugged, "I don't know anything."

Gu Jingzhou couldn't help but turn his back and take a deep breath, lest he be laughed to death by her vulgar language and lose his gentlemanly demeanor.

"Then please come in."

Gu Jingzhou pushed open the door to the private room, and Gao Qinghe walked in confidently.

She seems to have no idea how to spell stage fright.

Lu Gaoming, who was having an awkward conversation with the supplier, breathed a sigh of relief when Gao Qinghe appeared.

He hurriedly brought Gao Qinghe over and introduced her to the supplier.

Three people came from the other side, one of whom was a specially invited translator who spoke Mandarin with a heavy Cantonese accent.

Including Gao Qinghe, there are three people in the factory: Lu Gaoming himself and a technician who is not good at talking.

If Gao Qinghe hadn't come, Gu Jingzhou alone wouldn't have been able to handle such a situation.

As soon as Gao Qinghe arrived, the atmosphere immediately heated up. She could even speak a few words of Cantonese, which amused the translator, who kept trying to correct her, resulting in even more puns and jokes.

The supplier, who couldn't understand Mandarin but could understand a lot of Cantonese, couldn't help but laugh louder than anyone else.

The jokes are different in China and abroad, but Gao Qinghe just happens to understand them, and her humor always comes at the right time.

Lu Gaoming and the technician exchanged a glance, both seeing hope in each other's eyes.

With time running out, the waiter quickly served all the dishes, and everyone ate and chatted.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Gao Qinghe aligned herself with Factory Director Lu to understand the factory's needs and bottom line on prices.

He then looked at Gu Jingzhou, asking to speak privately and understand the supplier's needs.

The seller wanted the highest possible price, but did not tell Gu Jingzhou, the intermediary, the bottom price.

Seeing Gao Qinghe and Gu Jingzhou talking privately to each other, the supplier stopped laughing and whispered something to the people he had brought with him.

If it were anyone else, they certainly wouldn't be able to hear what they were saying.

Gao Qinghe is different.

She has a system!
She had the system collect everything that everyone said in the private room.

Everyone's thoughts were clearly listed in her mind. She gestured for Gu Jingzhou to return to his seat, and as soon as they sat down, the supplier's assistant asked how many machines the factory planned to order.

They even offered a discount if all the machines could be bundled together.

Gao Qinghe gave Lu Gaoming a look that said, "Don't worry, you can bargain," and then buried her head in her food.

When the two sides reached a stalemate and neither could make any further concessions.

Gao Qinghe stood up, pulled Lu Gaoming outside the door and said a few words, asking her to revise her quote.

Lu Gaoming looked at Gao Qinghe hesitantly, "Will this work?"

Gao Qinghe said confidently, "If you say so, it will definitely work."

This price is the factory's final bottom line, which is 20,000 more than what was negotiated on-site.

Chinese people have a habit of first trying to lower the price as much as possible, and then constantly testing the other party's bottom line during the price-lowering process.

Therefore, the price Lu Gaoming just offered was 20,000 lower than the bottom price.

When a stalemate occurs, you have to start raising the price.

It's not easy to control the situation where prices can be increased proactively.

If you add too much, the other party will think you can add more.

If the price is too low, the deal falls apart.

Lu Gaoming was adept at managing the factory, but his weakness lay in negotiating prices.

Unfortunately, the factory can't find anyone capable of doing this kind of work.

The only secretary, Xiao Zhang, who can speak a little English, is too weak-willed and still needs more experience.

In a small place like Qingxian, it's unthinkable to find a versatile talent who can meet international standards.

Fortunately, she met a girl named Gao Qinghe.

That was what Lu Gaoming was thinking the moment he stepped back into the private room.

The final round of negotiations has begun.

Lu Gaoming quoted the price that Gao Qinghe had asked him to quote.

The supplier on the other end reacted very strongly, first saying they disagreed, and then saying they would add more.

Seeing that Lu Gaoming was adamant about not giving any more benefits, the three of them pretended to go aside and discuss the matter privately.

Two minutes later, the translator came over, sighed helplessly at Lu Gaoming, and said:

"Then let's do it this way. You can send a representative to come with us to inspect the goods."

That's it.

Gu Jingzhou clapped his hands to congratulate both parties on reaching an agreement, and when he saw Gao Qinghe smiling radiantly, his eyes were full of admiration and appreciation.

Once the price was agreed upon, Gao Qinghe was no longer involved.

Lu Gaoming was still discussing the details when Gao Qinghe left after she had finished eating.

After leaving the venue, I asked the waiter to pack a roast chicken for me and put it on Lu Gaoming's tab.

The chef at the Oriental Hotel has recently served a new family-style roast chicken that's quite good. I'll take it back for Jiang Baohai to try.

Arriving in the lobby to wait, the fresh, cool air seeped in through the cracks in the door. Gao Qinghe enjoyed the cool breeze for a while, and her brain, which had been dazed by the heat from the heater in the private room, slowly cleared up.

Turning around to find a place to sit and wait, Gu Jingzhou was already standing in the rest area without anyone noticing.

Gao Qinghe smiled and walked over to ask, "Where do you live? When are you going back?"

The other person clearly didn't want to talk to her about these trivial things.

With no one else around, Gu Jingzhou finally asked the question he had been holding back for so long.

"Did you really hand over the thing I asked you to pass on last time?"

This question was asked.

"What do you mean? You think I'm after your things?" Gao Qinghe's face turned cold with displeasure. (End of Chapter)