Jiang Cheng didn’t have much of a reaction after hearing it.

Because Simon was right.

Baijiu indeed doesn’t suit the foreign palate.

"Mr. Simon, that’s quite normal. If I were a businessman, I wouldn’t buy a product that would cause me to lose money either."

Jiang Cheng understood very well.

"However, Mr. Simon, we also have rice wine, bamboo leaf green, and other low-alcohol drinks. Would you like to take a look?"

Simon, seeing Jiang Cheng still making an effort, laughed boldly and said, "Sure, let’s have a look."

The two of them walked toward the beverage booth.

On the way, Jiang Cheng asked with concern, "Mr. Simon, how much has George’s matter affected you?"

Simon was silent for a moment, then smiled relievedly.

"What’s done is done, why bother over it."

Jiang Cheng disagreed and said, "I admire your openness, but you haven’t done anything wrong."

Simon wore an open-minded smile on his face.

"In this world, not making mistakes doesn’t mean you will win."

Jiang Cheng understood Simon’s words, yet she couldn’t bear to see Simon go bankrupt.

"Mr. Simon, I have a suggestion, please listen to it."

"Go ahead."

"If you don’t have too strong an attachment to your homeland, you can bring the whiskey production line to Hua Xia."

"You have a complete production line, a formula, sales channels, it’s just a change of location."

"After a few years, according to the situation, you can decide whether to go back."

"Even if the situation is still bad and you miss your homeland, you can sell the production line and return with money to enjoy a leisurely life as a wealthy man."

Simon turned his head to look at Jiang Cheng, pondering over her words.

What she said made sense.

"Thank you, Jiang Cheng, I will consider it seriously."

"That’s good!"

Jiang Cheng didn’t say more and took Simon to the winery’s booth.

The winery director, who was about to pack up and who had picked up Todd’s notebook that day, slapped his thigh directly when he saw Jiang Cheng.

This really was a lucky break!

With Jiang Cheng’s help, Simon, who initially didn’t plan to buy, became enamored after tasting the warmed rice wine.

"So, this is how this wine should be consumed."

Due to personal preference and the thought of being troubled by those capitalists upon returning home, Simon placed a direct order for rice wine.

The winery director was grinning from ear to ear.

Simon’s group was the last to complete the paperwork today, ending the day’s trade fair.

Jiang Cheng took Simon to meet George.

George, though not very talkative, was very grateful to Simon.

Simon stayed only for a short while before returning to the hotel.

Jiang Cheng and the others also returned to the courtyard.

In the remaining two days of the trade fair, there were fewer than ten foreign businessmen, and the sparse attendance prompted many sellers to prepare to pack up.

On the last day, Jiang Cheng said farewell to Director Cui, Director Mu, and Director Leng.

The three foreign trade directors truly valued Jiang Cheng’s talent.

All three wanted to invite Jiang Cheng, but she declined all.

In her past life, she spent a long time in the translation department, but her role was limited.

This time, she wanted to make an impact outside, which is why she didn’t want to join any institution.

Because she wanted to start her own business.

On the last day of the trade fair, a reporter came for an interview and photos, but Jiang Cheng didn’t want to appear, nor did she want her name published in the paper.

She wanted to develop quietly and live boldly.

The newspaper respected Jiang Cheng’s wishes and gave her a pseudonym—Ju Zi.

The pseudonym was chosen by Jiang Cheng herself because, initially, they decided on: Hu Hu.

Hu as in "bragger" Hu.

Hearing that, Jiang Cheng momentarily blacked out.

Are you sure you’re complimenting me? Why does it feel like you’re "teasing" me?

As Jiang Cheng exited the trading hall, she stood at the entrance and had Li Chunxiang, who rented a camera, take a photo of her.

It was also a memorable experience.

After the photo was taken, Jiang Cheng still had one unresolved issue: George’s future.

The group got into the foreign trade car and went to the foreign trade area.

Here, there were well-known pharmaceutical manufacturers from Beijing, Sea City, Harbin, and, of course, the S City Pharmaceutical Factory that rushed through the night, taking a corner.

They were all here to recruit George.

Seeing so many people, George instinctively protected himself.

Jiang Cheng had to step in.

"Each company sends one representative to speak for Mr. George; he doesn’t like crowds."

The companies were somewhat aware of George’s personality but didn’t fully understand him.

They thought of offering great benefits, believing no one could resist.

In the end, each company sent a representative, with a translator from foreign trade, and Jiang Cheng was only allowed to observe.

Jiang Cheng casually sat down, listening to the offers from the pharmaceutical factories.

Independent housing and high salaries were basic, including a car for commuting, nanny, and cook.

Unfortunately, no matter what was offered, George’s response was a single word: NO!

It wasn’t until the representative from the S City Pharmaceutical Factory sat down.

"Mr. George, S City is the hometown of Ms. Jiang Cheng. We are also willing to provide you with housing and a high salary. As long as you join our S City Pharmaceutical Factory, you can choose what to manufacture, set prices, but the condition is not to lose money. We can accept smaller profits."

The S City representative continued, but George looked up.

"YES!"

The S City Pharmaceutical Factory representatives blinked, seemingly confirming George agreed?

"No way! This is unfair!"

"Right, you mentioned Jiang Cheng, Mr. George wants to make this choice because Ms. Jiang helped him."

Representatives from other companies stood up to object, raising their voices.

George’s frown deepened visibly.

In the corner, Jiang Cheng stood up abruptly, sternly saying, "Quiet!"

The single word silenced all the noise.

Jiang Cheng walked over to the representatives opposite.

"Gentlemen, you all know why you want George, so let’s not elevate the situation unnecessarily."

"Trust me, if we’re talking elevation, none of you here is my match, I’m a professional!"

Jiang Cheng raised her eyebrow and continued, "George is a person. He has the right to choose. In the future, when he’s done in S City, he can leave at any time, that’s his freedom."

The representatives opposite didn’t look pleased, clearly dissatisfied.

Jiang Cheng sighed inwardly; they forced her to elevate the issue.

"Gentlemen, our Hua Xia isn’t George’s only option. If you don’t respect him, he can go back or move to another country anytime."

"Don’t forget, he’s a genius! He’s welcomed everywhere."

"We belong to Hua Xia’s pharmaceutical industry. Having good drugs produced in Hua Xia to treat our people, shouldn’t that be our main concern?"

At that level, the representatives opposite, though displeased, couldn’t say much.

At least he’s staying in Hua Xia.

Finally, George signed a one-year employment contract with the S City Pharmaceutical Factory, and extended his visa.

After resolving the issue, George continued to follow Jiang Cheng, and the representative from S City Pharmaceutical Factory also accompanied Jiang Cheng.

They returned to the courtyard, packed simply, then had a meal.

During dinner, Jiang Cheng said, "Let’s rest well today, tomorrow we’ll stroll around Yangcheng, then meet Gao Zhonghua’s comrades, and after we finish, we’ll head home!"