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The air in the conference room seemed to start flowing again in that instant.

Liu Ming's German sentence was like a precise scalpel, instantly severing the previously awkward and suffocating atmosphere, and also cutting off Hans's desire to leave.

Hans stopped and turned around, his azure eyes holding a hint of scrutiny, but more so a delightful surprise at encountering a kindred spirit.

"Mr. Liu?" Hans replied in German. "I have read your letter, and your mentor, Smith Pang, speaks highly of you. But if I may be frank, the situation just now has given me deep doubts about your professionalism."

Liu Ming smiled slightly and calmly walked onto the stage.

He didn't continue speaking in German. Instead, he picked up the microphone and glanced at everyone present—including a bewildered Wang Dawei and an expectant Mayor Lu Chen.

"Mr. Hans, to show respect to everyone present and to make our upcoming business conversation more efficient, I suggest we use English, the internationally accepted business language, for our communication. What do you think?"

This is a suggestion with extremely high emotional intelligence.

This approach not only saved face for the Chinese leader who did not understand German, but also demonstrated the speaker's ability to speak multiple languages, and brought the dialogue back to the track of formal business negotiations.

A hint of appreciation flashed in Hans's eyes, and he nodded: "Of course. Please, go ahead."

Liu Ming nodded, and then he turned off the simultaneous interpretation device that only translated "hello and thank you".

He no longer needs a translator.

He himself is the best bridge.

"Gentlemen, welcome to Ningzhou."

Liu Ming's voice came through the microphone, a pure London accent, elegant and magnetic, with a calm and confident air, instantly captivating the entire audience.

"I know that before this, the Braun Group did not have a good impression of Ningzhou. In your assessment report, it was perhaps just a third-tier city that, although it had advantages in land policy, lacked industrial chain support, lacked professional talent, and even had communication barriers."

He didn't avoid the question; instead, he directly reopened the wound.

Wang Dawei, listening nearby, shrank back in disbelief. Although his English was mediocre, he still understood the word "problem." He cursed inwardly: Is this kid stupid? Who would expose someone's weaknesses right off the bat?

However, Hans and his team sat up straight, their expressions becoming serious and focused.

Sincerity is the highest level of skill in business negotiations.

"However," Liu Ming changed the subject, walking to the projection screen. Instead of using the fancy but empty PPT prepared by Wang Dawei, he picked up a whiteboard marker and drew a simple and clear architecture diagram on it.

"What I want to show you is a Ningzhou that you have never seen in the report before."

"Braun Group's core objective is to establish a precision instrument R&D and manufacturing base that covers the entire Asia region. This places extremely stringent requirements on logistics efficiency, power supply stability, and intellectual property protection."

Liu Ming's pen danced across the whiteboard, and her English flowed like a stream, without any hindrance.

"In terms of logistics..."

We are implementing the JIT (Just In Time) management system...

"Regarding Intellectual Property Protection..."

From vertical integration of the supply chain to the customs clearance efficiency of bonded zones; from the digital interfaces of Industry 4.0 to supporting services for foreign experts...

Liu Ming wasn't talking about empty slogans, but rather solid technical parameters and business logic!

The data he cited was accurate to two decimal places; the pain points he analyzed directly hit the core of Braun Group's strategy; and the solutions he proposed were even more comprehensive than what the German side had thought of!

This is hardly a government official's investment promotion presentation.

This is clearly a strategy launch event by a top consulting firm!

The expressions on the faces of the German executives in the audience changed from seriousness to surprise, and finally to utter shock!

Their pens never stopped; they frantically recorded every key point Liu Ming made in their notebooks.

President Hans even took off his glasses, leaned forward, and his blue eyes gleamed with undisguised fervor.

What did he hear?

He heard the most profound understanding of "Germany's Industry 4.0"! He heard the most thorough analysis of the global precision manufacturing supply chain!

This young man understands!

He really understands!

"Wait!"

When Liu Ming talked about the dual-circuit guarantee scheme for power supply, Hans finally couldn't hold back. He excitedly interrupted Liu Ming, stood up, and threw out an extremely tricky technical question.

"Mr. Liu, regarding the voltage stability..."

This is a highly technical question involving microsecond-level fluctuations, and even the accompanying technical director had to consult relevant materials to answer it.

However, Liu Ming didn't even have a second to think about it.

He provided the answer directly, and also pointed out a minor flaw in the voltage adaptability of Braun's existing equipment, offering suggestions for improvement.

The entire room fell silent.

A few seconds later, the German technical director slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Genius!"

Hans took a deep breath and looked at the radiant young man on the stage as if he were looking at a rare treasure.

"Mr. Liu, we need to talk. Seriously."

……

What was originally planned as a half-hour meeting was stretched into a three-hour in-depth seminar.

Lunchtime has passed.

No one mentioned eating.

The afternoon's schedule has been cancelled.

No one cares.

The only sound in the conference room was the enthusiastic discussion between Liu Ming and Hans' team. They talked about everything from macroeconomics to micro-technology, from the European market to their Asian expansion, and even Heidegger's philosophy and Bayern Munich's football.

Mayor Lu Chen sat to the side, his stomach growling with hunger, but his smile was brighter than any flower.

He felt incredibly proud as he watched his junior colleague speak eloquently and command the room in front of the Germans.

Steady!

It's completely under control!

Judging by this momentum, this 5 billion yuan project is definitely going to happen!

In stark contrast to Lu Chen's radiant face was Wang Dawei sitting on the other side.

He felt like a primary school student who had accidentally wandered into a quantum physics academic conference.

Or, a country bumpkin sitting at a French dining table, holding only a pair of chopsticks in his hand.

He couldn't understand.

I couldn't understand a single word.

The words that came out of Liu Ming's mouth, when strung together, were like a tight headband, making his head ache terribly.

But he couldn't leave yet, much less show impatience.

He could only sit there stiffly like a fool, a fawning smile that was already twitching on his face.

Whenever Hans and Liu Ming burst into laughter, he had to quickly join in with a couple of "hehe" sounds, pretending that he also understood the humor.

Whenever the German team nodded in admiration, he had to quickly nod along, like a plastic chicken that could only peck at rice.

awkward.

asphyxia.

No place to be self-contained.

Looking at Liu Ming, who was surrounded by admirers and radiant with glory, he felt an overwhelming sense of jealousy and bitterness.

He wanted to steal the credit.

He wanted to pick peaches.

But now he sadly realizes that the tree is too tall and the peach is too big.

He not only couldn't pick the fruit, he didn't even have the right to stand under the tree.

Finally, the three-hour "brainstorming" session came to an end.

Hans stood up, still wanting more, and gripped Liu Ming's hand tightly, as if afraid she would run away.

"Liu, you are the most outstanding young person I have ever met in China! Without a doubt!"

Hans was so excited that he even changed his form of address, calling him "Liu" directly.

"This project belongs to Ningzhou without a doubt! And I have a request."

He looked at Lu Chen beside him, his tone solemn.

"I hope that Mr. Liu Ming will be fully responsible for all the coordination work for this project in the future. I don't trust anyone else."

These words were like a resounding slap across Wang Dawei's face.

Thoroughly, it's swollen.

Lu Chen stood up with a smile and shook Hans's hand: "No problem, Mr. Hans. Comrade Liu Ming is the deputy director of the High-tech Zone Management Committee, so this project is perfect for him."

Wang Dawei stood to the side, watching this scene, and could only force a smile and nod mechanically, but his heart was bleeding.

he knows.

From today onwards, the landscape of the High-tech Zone has completely changed.

That young man who was sidelined by him and relegated to managing logistics.

It only took one meeting, three hours.

By stepping on his face, they rose to prominence in one fell swoop, becoming the only ones with real power in the High-tech Zone...

The uncrowned king.