Transmigrating into a Book in the 80s: After Giving Up, I Was Pampered by a Rough Man

Lu Ting didn't say much. He put the peeled melon seeds into a small dish and pushed it to Jiang Mian's side.

Jiang Mian picked up a handful and ate them, then casually offered the remaining few to Lu Ting's lips.

Lu Ting lowered his head and ate it.

Pierre watched the two of them being all lovey-dovey, oblivious to everyone else, and was about to say something when Qian Weimin immediately coughed to remind him not to look around.

Pierre quickly bent down to organize the documents.

Jiang Mian reviewed the core rules of the French pilot program.

Pierre nodded after hearing each piece of advice.

He didn't try to bargain anymore.

After Jiang Mian finished speaking, he carefully put the documents into the brown paper bag.

"Ms. Jiang, I will revise the French pilot program by tomorrow morning."

"I will provide a list of restaurants, clubs, chefs, and a suggested process for the first tasting event."

"Very good." Jiang Mian looked at Qian Weimin.

"Boss Qian, you can also prepare a table showing the status of agents in Hong Kong Island and the existing quotas."

"The French quota cannot affect the first batch of customers on Hong Kong Island."

Qian Weimin immediately agreed, "Don't worry, I was already preparing before I came here."

"We absolutely cannot neglect the group of people led by He Tai and Su Tai."

"They are now the living advertisements of our Oriental Charm."

Jiang Mian nodded in satisfaction.

With that, tonight's plans are basically settled.

Qian Weimin was so excited he couldn't sit still, rubbing his hands and looking at the documents Pierre had brought.

Pierre wasn't much better off.

He held the brown paper bag as if it were a stolen treasure.

Lu Ting had already stood up.

He glanced at Jiang Mian's tired appearance and immediately stood up to shoo her away.

That's all for today.

Qian Weimin immediately stood up, showing his understanding.

"Yes, yes, Dr. Jiang should rest now."

Pierre wanted to say a few more words, but Martin and Luc pulled him up from either side.

"Let's talk again tomorrow. Let Ms. Jiang rest."

Pierre had no choice but to swallow his words.

Just as the group reached the terrace door, they suddenly heard hurried footsteps coming from downstairs.

Ah Hai rushed up with a telegram in his hand, running so fast that his sunglasses were askew.

"BOSS!"

"An urgent telegram just forwarded from the company!"

Qian Weimin took it, glanced at the sender, and the smile on his face vanished instantly.

"Huirui headquarters?"

Pierre stopped in his tracks. "An American?"

Jiang Mian had already leaned back into Lu Ting's arms, but upon hearing these words, she raised her hand again.

"read."

Qian Weimin opened the telegram, quickly scanned it, and his expression became quite interesting.

He cleared his throat. "A call from Raymond's New York headquarters."

"Mr. Smith hopes to have friendly discussions with Ms. Jiang Mian regarding quality review, European and American agency authorization, and subsequent cooperation arrangements."

"If Oriental Feast agrees, Smith himself can fly to Hong Kong Island as soon as possible for a face-to-face meeting."

The villa fell silent immediately.

Pierre was the first to lose his composure. "Oh, that damned old man, I knew it!"

"I knew those American businessmen would reach out at this time."

"Ms. Jiang, you must not trust them so easily."

"Their specialty is hiding daggers in contracts."

Qian Weimin also frowned. "That's true."

"When Hui Rui withheld our three million yuan final payment, they weren't this polite."

"Now that Hong Kong Island is booming, and France is about to make moves, they're talking about friendly communication."

"Why didn't you do this sooner?"

Jiang Mian took the telegram and read it.

The wording in the telegram was much softer than it had been a few days ago.

There were no threats, no accountability, and even the word "review" was written with extreme caution.

Smith was getting anxious, but he hadn't completely let go of his pride yet.

Jiang Mian put the telegram back on the table. "I can see him."

Qian Weimin was taken aback. "You really saw it?"

Pierre panicked. "Ms. Jiang, this is a terrible decision!!!"

"You already have the French pilot program; there's no need to bring them back to the table."

Jiang Mian smiled.

"Only when the knife is taken out can we find out who has the handle."

Pierre didn't quite understand.

Qian Weimin, on the other hand, suddenly perked up.

"Dr. Jiang, do you already have an idea?"

Jiang Mian frowned and began to think. Although she was certain that she could get the remaining payment for Hui Rui's three million yuan order through legal means.

But this is, after all, a foreign exchange earning project registered with the state. If the other party drags it out for a year or two, Zhao Jianguo will have a hard time explaining himself.

Besides, this money should have been his own.

This foreigner is now taking the initiative to request renewed communication, which means that he has most likely fallen out with the man surnamed Shen.

Since that's the case...

Jiang Mian narrowed her eyes slightly, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled up. "Boss Qian, call Smith back."

"So, if you want to talk, three conditions must be met first."

Qian Weimin immediately asked Ahai to get paper and pen.

Jiang Mian slowly opened her mouth.

"First, Huirui must pay the outstanding balance of the three million Ugly Dollars order."

"This is proof of their ability to pay and their willingness to fulfill their obligations."

Qian Weimin was very excited as he wrote this.

Previously, Hui Rui would take the final payment card from them.

Now, if Smith wants to see Jiang Mian, he has to take the initiative to bring up the debt first.

readily.

So cool.

Jiang Mian continued her story.

"Second, Huirui must provide written confirmation that its unilateral termination of registration during the review period has triggered the suspension clause of the agency rights."

"They have to admit it, otherwise there's no point in talking."

Qian Weimin paused for a moment while holding the pen.

This is even more ruthless than asking for money; once they get the money, they can claim it's a normal settlement.

However, once this written confirmation was issued, it was tantamount to Huirui acknowledging that Jiang Mian's suspension of the exclusive rights had a contractual basis.

Although that's how it's stated in the contract, it's in the US after all, far from the central government, so it's best to avoid any disputes.

Qian Weimin couldn't help but slam his hand on the table. "This is brilliant!"

"If Smith signs, he'll be tying himself to the spot."

"If he doesn't sign, he's not qualified to sit at the table."

Jiang Mian glanced at him.

"Third, the interview will be held on Hong Kong Island."

"Dongfang Fengwu has the right to invite lawyers, bank representatives, and third-party witnesses to be present."

"All conversations must be documented in meeting minutes."

Qian Weimin became more and more excited as he listened, "Hey, this is great!"

"Once the two sides sit down at the formal negotiating table, this matter will definitely not be kept from Smith's teammate surnamed Shen."

"In that case, hiss..."

Qian Weimin realized the key point and gasped sharply, "This is absolutely devastating!"

"If Smith negotiates, he will not only have to pay off the debt, but he will also have to create a rift with his former teammates."

"Wonderful!" Qian Weimin said, becoming more and more excited.

"I used to just want to give him a piece of my mind, that shameless bastard!"

"Looking back now, swearing is really pointless."

"Making him lose money while simultaneously betraying his own teammates—that's truly satisfying!"