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Chapter 318 A Critical Perspective

Craig never imagined that, after only six months, he would once again set foot on this ancient continent in the East, a land that has witnessed thousands of years of civilization.

When he first arrived in the capital of China, he was filled with trepidation and unease about the unknown environment. But this time, as his feet touched the land again, a strange feeling quietly grew in his heart. He found that he had inexplicably developed an indescribable fondness for this place.

Dongguan was the first city name he learned during his trip to China. These two simple words left a deep impression on him.

What truly left an indelible mark on him, something he could never forget even if he wanted to, was the Dongguan-style service he had never heard of before.

If you have enough wealth, this place can become the paradise every man dreams of.

But after experiencing the services in Dongguan firsthand, he realized that the sex establishments in Nevada were simply inferior.

He couldn't help but silently criticize the Americans in his heart: Look at your lack of innovation, you have no business development spirit at all.

Then look at their side, the level of service improvement is simply amazing. As long as you are willing to spend money, you can become any role you want in role-playing, and the experience is absolutely unparalleled.

Craig never imagined that one day he would experience the thrill of being the President of the United States in a certain place in Dongguan.

Dressed in specially made uniforms, he inspected the meticulously dressed female soldiers in front of him and could freely engage in various friendly physical contacts with them.

The intense stimulation from that role-playing drove him completely insane.

And those novel services that he had never encountered before attracted him like a magnet, making him fall into their trap.

This was Craig's first time away from the North American continent, yet he didn't miss his homeland at all.

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As for the married women in North America who need his care, he could only silently think to himself: I can only ask you to be patient for now, after all, I am doing this so that I can better teach you after I have learned enough.

On the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, the streets and alleys of Dongguan were still filled with a strong festive atmosphere, and the sound of firecrackers could be heard from time to time.

When Craig heard the firecrackers, he was completely unprepared and panicked. His heart was pounding, and he thought there was a war. He was so nervous that he almost had to find a place to hide.

It wasn't until someone explained to him that this was a traditional custom during the Chinese New Year, used to celebrate the New Year and ward off evil spirits and disasters, that he suddenly realized the truth of the matter.

After four days of exposure, Craig is now completely unfazed by the sound of firecrackers.

Let the crackling sounds outside the window be, I'll just keep playing around with my banging inside.

When he's happy, he'll play while watching the fireworks outside the window.

That day, Craig, a top lawyer, walked out of the room with a satisfied smile on his face.

He successfully dealt with another difficult female client, and this sense of accomplishment made him incredibly proud.

When he arrived at the lounge, he found that Director Chen was already sitting there waiting.

Because it was Director Chen who received Craig last time, which led to a big deal, he gained the attention of his superiors in the company based on this achievement.

Even now, Director Chen still finds it unbelievable. He never expected that the tycoon would be so generous, signing the contract on the spot without even blinking at the total offer of $1.78 million.

So when Craig took the initiative to call him and said he wanted to produce a batch of textiles, Director Chen immediately volunteered and traveled all the way from the capital to Guangdong.

It wasn't that he was bored during the Chinese New Year; it was just that the other party's order was too big, and that was all revenue.

"Hey Chen, have you been having fun lately?" Craig walked up and greeted him warmly, his tone relaxed and cheerful.

"Not bad, not bad." Director Chen chuckled twice, forcing a polite smile on his face, but in his heart he had already utterly despised Craig.

These foreign devils are so depraved. To satisfy their own desires, they actually spent tens of thousands of dollars in one night. It's simply incomprehensible.

If it weren't for the concern about delaying this business deal and affecting the country's foreign exchange earnings, Director Chen would never have accompanied Craig to a place like this every day.

I have remained chaste for over forty years, never imagining that I would now have to dedicate myself to the country for my work. How noble!

However, my heart is righteous, and I have been looking at everything in front of me with a critical eye these past few days.

In his view, those women who dressed provocatively and posed flirtatiously were simply outrageous and needed to be thoroughly criticized to make them realize their power and thus prevent them from having the energy to harm other compatriots.

When Craig heard Director Chen say it was alright, he was immediately incredulous.

He frowned, thinking to himself: These Chinese people are too picky! Such a good place, and they only say it's okay?

They should really be sent to Nevada so they can experience the hardships of American life and then they'll know how wonderful this place is.

Craig glanced at his watch, yawned widely, and said lazily, "That's enough for today. We'll come back tomorrow."

"You came here again?" Upon hearing this, Director Chen was struck dumb, his legs trembling uncontrollably, and a sense of powerlessness washed over him.

On the first day he arrived in Guangdong, he was taken to Dongguan by Craigie on the second day, where he discovered this den of iniquity and began a long journey of criticism.

Although I know I have a responsibility and obligation to cooperate with the work, my body can't take it after four consecutive days of this kind of work.

If this continues, I'm afraid I'll have to sacrifice myself at my post.

Seeing Director Chen's strong reaction, Craig assumed he wanted to change locations.

He asked with some confusion, "Do you want to go somewhere else? But I already have a card here." Craig was caught in a dilemma.

He started to feel conflicted. Should he go with Director Chen to check out other places tomorrow? What if there were better places? If he missed out, wouldn't he regret it for the rest of his life?

But if other places are not as good as this place, then wouldn't it be a waste of my money to get this card?

I don't know when I'll be leaving. I don't want this shop to go out of business by then; it's worth tens of thousands of dollars.

Director Chen muttered to himself, "This lecherous guy, can't he think about anything serious?"

But he dared not show it on his face, still managing a forced smile as he cautiously reminded her, "We should at least visit those factories, right? After all, we're here to discuss business."

"Inspection?" Upon hearing these two words, Craig suddenly came to his senses, slapped his head, and remembered the real purpose of his trip to Dongguan.

He said with annoyance, "Yes, yes, yes! We're supposed to be visiting a factory. If you hadn't reminded me, I would have almost forgotten about the important matter."

I came here to do business, so how did I become so addicted to this glamorous world?

This business trip to China is of great significance to Craig.

Previously, he was just working for Ernst, doing everything for others, but this time he is fighting for his own company.

Although he only owns 30% of Craig Trading Co., Ltd., it is still his own business, and every order is closely related to his interests.

Google's first order alone was worth tens of millions of dollars.

Although this was the company's only deal, Craig was optimistic about the future.

Ernst owns numerous companies and has a huge number of employees. Just the fact that he gives his employees gifts during holidays is enough to support Craig Trading Company's annual business volume.

I wouldn't dare say much, but with just this 30% stake, receiving dividends of over a million US dollars a year shouldn't be a problem.

That's why he rushed to China, afraid of delaying his business.

However, things didn't go as planned. On his first day in China, he happened to be on holiday.

Upon arriving in Dongguan, which was also the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, many factories would not officially begin accepting visitors until the eighth day.

It was during this free time that he stumbled into this den of iniquity, almost causing him to miss his important business.

Craig looked around at the dazzling, decadent scene before him and suddenly felt that this place was like a gentle hell, slowly eroding his will and making him forget his original aspirations.

But the next second, a lewd smile appeared on his face. The beautiful women in his field of vision were greeting him and flirting with him, their enthusiasm making him overjoyed.

In this place, Craig had long been a celebrity. Everyone knew that recently a rich American came and, in order to experience being the President of the United States, ordered more than 70 channels and had a group of female soldiers play with him.

The key is that the Americans weren't any good either; they were taken down in no time, and a group of women just went through the motions and made their money.

Who wouldn't love a man like that?

"Mr. Craig, what time do you think would be most suitable for us to leave tomorrow to inspect the factory?" Director Chen's voice interrupted Craig's thoughts and brought him back to reality.

"Huh?" Craig's smile vanished instantly, replaced by a mournful expression, his tone full of frustration. "Then let's leave at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

Seeing that Craig had finally agreed to get down to business, Director Chen breathed a sigh of relief, his anxiety finally eased.

But before he could celebrate for long, he heard Craig add, "We'll come back here tomorrow night and make sure these women know how great America is."

"Again?" Upon hearing this, Director Chen felt dizzy and his liver ached.

He felt that his body had reached its limit, and if this continued, he was afraid he really wouldn't be able to hold on.

Seeing Director Chen's reluctant expression, Craig was puzzled. "It's not like you have to spend any money, so why are you still unhappy?"

If someone invited me to a place like this every day, I'd be willing to acknowledge them as my father.