I was pampered like a treasure after being married off to the young marshal, but my father and broth

Although Quan Wanggui couldn't understand what they were saying, he could tell from their tone and laughter that it wasn't anything nice.

His face looked rather grim, and his fists clenched slightly.

Jiang Yueyan looked bewildered and asked in a low voice, "Third Sister-in-law, what are they saying? It sounds like they're swearing?"

Shang Sheyu stopped in her tracks, her originally cool eyes now filled with a layer of ice.

She didn't answer Jiang Yueyan, but instead straightened her sleeves, straightened her back, raised her chin slightly, and exuded a fierce aura.

"Open the door."

Quan Wanggui was stunned for a moment, overwhelmed by her sudden aura, and subconsciously pushed open the heavy door of the conference room.

Five or six Japanese men with mustaches sat in the conference room, legs crossed, smoking cigars, their faces full of disdain.

Upon seeing the door open, they did not restrain themselves; instead, they scrutinized the people who entered with a critical eye.

The leader, a fat man with a face full of scars, glanced at Shang Sheyu, a lewd smile on his face, and said in broken Chinese, "Oh, Chairman Quan, is this the new translator you found? A pretty girl, huh?"

The surrounding Japanese people burst into laughter.

Quan Wanggui frowned, not understanding what the other person was saying.

"Do Japanese merchants come to China to do business and don't even know the most basic etiquette?" Shang Sheyu said calmly, his gaze sweeping across the room like a knife.

He spoke this Japanese phrase with perfect pronunciation.

The laughter in the meeting room stopped abruptly.

The Japanese men stared wide-eyed at the seemingly delicate Chinese woman before them, as if they were ducks with their necks being choked.

The fat man in charge's face gradually turned ugly.

He narrowed his beady eyes and questioned in Japanese, "Who are you? If you're a translator, why are you only arriving now? You've kept us waiting for so long; is this how your Quanmen Trading Company treats its guests?"

This is a case of turning the tables and trying to give them a hard time.

Shang Sheyu gave a cold laugh.

She did not explain the translator's car accident, nor did she apologize.

She walked slowly to the conference table, placed her hands on the surface, leaned slightly forward, stared into the fat man's eyes, and spoke slowly and deliberately in fluent Japanese:

"The way of hospitality is something prepared for the guests."

"For those robbers who spew filth and run wild in other people's homes, we Chinese usually only have one form of etiquette, which is... a dog-beating stick."

"Since you look down on Chinese people and feel it's a disgrace to sit with us, then please get out of here gracefully. Do you think your ill-mannered bunch are worthy of earning Chinese money?"

These words were spoken extremely bluntly and harshly.

There was no diplomatic embellishment whatsoever; it was nothing but naked humiliation.

"Baka!"

The fat manager was trembling with rage. He slammed his hand on the table, stood up abruptly, and pointed at Shang Sheyu's nose, yelling, "You...you ignorant woman, how dare you humiliate a warrior of the Great Empire!"

"humiliation?"

Shang Sheyu straightened up, dusted off non-existent dust from his sleeves, and remained calm.

"I'm just stating the facts. What, did I touch a nerve?"

"You! You!"

The fat man, his face flushed with anger, turned and roared at Quan Wanggui, "President Quan, is this your attitude? Don't you want to do this business anymore?"

However, Quan Wanggui couldn't understand what they were arguing about at all.

He only saw his third aunt go in and say a few words, and the group of arrogant Japanese people jumped up like cats whose tails had been stepped on.

But he chose to unconditionally trust Shang Sheyu.

Quan Wanggui's face was cold. Although he didn't know the specifics, his attitude was firm: "Her meaning is my meaning."

The fat man was furious when he heard that.

"Alright, Quanmen Chamber of Commerce, we've got it!"

The fat man grabbed the documents from the table, slammed them to the ground, and yelled at his men behind him, "Let's go!"

"This kind of dishonest and shady merchant guild should never again dream of cooperating with our empire by even a single penny!"

A group of Japanese people stormed out of the meeting room, cursing and swearing, without even looking back.

The meeting room only returned to silence after the group's footsteps disappeared at the end of the corridor.

The chamber of commerce directors present looked at each other, completely bewildered.

"What...what's going on?"

"What just happened? How did things fall apart before we even started negotiating?"

Everyone turned their attention to Shang Sheyu.

Shang Sheyu finally came to her senses. Looking at the mess of documents on the floor, her anger subsided, replaced by a feeling of embarrassment.

Oops.

She came to help negotiate a business deal, but before the negotiations even started, she had already driven the person away with her insults.

They even ruined the business.

What's going on here?

She turned around, looked at Quan Wanggui apologetically, and pursed her lips: "I'm sorry, this deal... I'm afraid I've ruined it."

Quan Wanggui adjusted his glasses, still somewhat dazed, but without any hint of blame. Instead, he asked gently, "Third Aunt, what exactly happened just now? Why did they suddenly get so angry?"

Shang Sheyu sighed and said truthfully, "Before we even entered, they were inside insulting Chinese people, saying we were inferior and unworthy of cooperating with them. I couldn't hold back and exchanged a few words with them, telling them to get lost."

She seemed a little embarrassed when she said this.

"I acted impulsively and didn't consider the bigger picture."

To everyone's surprise, Quan Wanggui, after hearing this, not only wasn't angry, but instead showed a relieved smile.

"Well said."

Quan Wanggui's eyes were full of admiration: "Third Aunt, you've avenged me."

"Actually, I didn't want to do this business in the first place. These Japanese are wolves in sheep's clothing and want to control our transportation lines under the guise of cooperation. It's just that there are a few stubborn old men in the Chamber of Commerce who are greedy for petty gains and have been instigating and pressuring me to talk to them."

As he spoke, he gave a cold laugh.

"I was just worried about not finding a reason to refuse. Since they don't know what's good for them, that's for the best. Our Quan family has backbone; we won't earn money by begging on our knees."

Upon hearing this, Shang Sheyu felt a great weight lifted from his heart.

It turned out to be the case.

She knew it; with Quan Wanggui's shrewdness and the Quan family's traditions, how could he possibly look down on these Japanese?

"only..."

Shang Sheyu asked curiously, "Who in the chamber of commerce is so bold as to force you to do something?"

Quan Wanggui has been in charge of the Quanmen Chamber of Commerce for many years. He is ruthless and his decisions are generally unsustainable.

Quan Wanggui's eyes flickered slightly, as if he didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, and he just said vaguely, "They're just a few old shareholders, nothing to be afraid of."

As they were talking, Shang Sheyu felt a gentle tug on his sleeve.

She turned around and saw Jiang Yueyan standing timidly behind her with a blushing face, her eyes constantly drifting towards Quan Wanggui.

Shang Sheyu was taken aback, then suddenly realized.

I was so busy cursing the Japanese that I forgot about this little girl.

Her eyes darted around, and a playful smile curled at the corner of her lips: "Now that the important business is done and there's no more room for negotiation, shouldn't you extend your hospitality as much as possible?"