Country Love: Xie Dajiao, 37, is pregnant!

Liu Yishui chuckled and snorted, then turned to look at the young man's booth, just in time to hear him introducing his products.

"Everyone can sample these for free. These are casual bean products from our Shanghai Qingmei Company. They come in spicy, five-spice, and Sichuan spicy flavors. We established our factory in 1998 and are one of the leading bean product manufacturers in China. Our production lines are state-of-the-art."

"Why?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Yishui realized that this was perfect for Xiao Meng's factory! Xiao Meng was looking to expand and find a partner company, so this was practically walking into a trap.

He immediately went over and reached out his hand:

"Hello, I'm Liu Yishui from the Xiangyashan Breeding Farm. Your introduction sounds great, and I'd like to discuss cooperation with you."

The young man quickly reached out to shake hands in return, smiling very politely.

"Hello Mr. Liu, my name is Bai Qingming, and I am the Northeast Regional Marketing Director of our company. However, we do not have any cooperative projects with the farm."

"Oh, it wasn't me, it's my friend who owns a bean product factory, I'm asking around for her."

"Ah, then sit here, and I'll explain it to you in detail."

The two sat down and chatted for over half an hour, discussing everything from product taste and production processes to supply methods and regional cooperation. The more Liu Yishui listened, the more reliable the idea seemed, and he immediately said:

"Mr. Bai, my sister runs a bean product factory in Ivory Mountain. She's doing exceptionally well, and has a great reputation. Recently, she's been overwhelmed with orders, and the factory isn't big enough. She's thinking of expanding and adding new production lines. I see that your company has strong qualifications and capabilities. Would you be interested in coming back to Ivory Mountain with me to see her factory in person?"

Bai Qingming was particularly straightforward:

"Sure, Mr. Liu! I came to Northeast China this time to explore the market and find partners. It's not easy to find a reliable local factory. Shall we head over now?"

"All done!"

……

At the same time, at Liu Neng's home.

Liu Neng was sitting cross-legged on his kang (a heated brick bed), holding a calculator and pressing buttons non-stop. He had been calculating all morning and was getting happier and happier as he did so.

On the kang table was a notebook filled with names, relatives, and neighbors, along with the estimated gift amount, all written clearly.

Liu Yingniang carried a basin of dirty clothes into the room. Seeing his dazed expression, she said irritably:

"What are you doing fiddling with that broken calculator? You've been calculating all morning, are you ever going to stop?"

"You... what do you know? I'm settling accounts for Yingzi's celebration!"

Liu Neng didn't even look up, adding one hundred at a time:

"I've figured it all out. If we set up fifteen tables, with ten people at each table, the average gift per table will be at least one thousand yuan. Fifteen tables would bring in fifteen thousand yuan."

He grew increasingly pleased with himself as he calculated, and continued muttering:

"Okay... the cost isn't much! Two thousand yuan should be enough. I'll try my best to get it for fifteen hundred. I can make a lot of money. This doesn't even include Zhao Si's relatives. But Zhao Si's people won't let him come. Why would I spend money to let... let him accept gifts?"

Liu Neng's eyes narrowed with laughter, his mind filled with images of counting money, as if the money was already in his pocket.

Liu Yingniang put the basin on the ground and immediately poured cold water on it:

"Don't even dream about it! Who holds a celebration for a pregnant woman? It's laughable."

"I dare say half the people won't come. Besides, gift-giving is a reciprocal affair. If someone gives you a gift, you'll have to give them something back later when they do something for you. You think you're making a profit? You're not making anything!"

"You're too short-sighted!"

"I'm not doing this to make money, but to save face. I want to make it a grand affair so that I'll have a different status in the village and everyone will have to look up to me."

"Besides, I shouldn't have to pay for this. Yingzi is carrying the Zhao family's child, so Zhao Si should pay for the banquet and stage expenses! I'm just making a pure profit from the gift money; I don't have to spend a single penny!"

"Why should they pay?"

Liu Yingniang rolled her eyes at him:

"You insisted on holding the celebration, and now that it's on our property, why should Zhao Si pay for it? Don't make things difficult for Yingzi and upset the child. Besides, if they're paying, who will give the money the villagers give as gifts?"

Liu Neng thought about it and realized that Liu Yingniang's words made sense; it was indeed true that he should spend the money himself.

In the afternoon, at Wang Xiaomeng Bean Products Factory.

Liu Yishui drove Bai Qingming and his assistant back to Ivory Mountain, and parked the car in front of the bean product factory.

Upon hearing the car, Wang Xiaomeng quickly came out to greet it, smiling as she asked:

"Brother Yishui, what brings you here? Weren't you supposed to be in the city for a promotional event today?"

"I'll go and bring you back a God of Wealth!"

Liu Yishui introduced from the side:

"Xiao Meng, this is Director Bai Qingming of Shanghai Qingmei Company, who is in charge of our Northeast region. Their company specializes in making big brands of bean products. Director Bai, this is Wang Xiaomeng, the factory manager of Xiangyashan Bean Products Factory whom I told you about."

"Hello, Mr. Wang." Bai Qingming politely extended his hand, his attitude gentle.

"Hello, Mr. Bai. Just call me by my name. I'm not used to calling you Mr. Wang. Thank you for coming all this way. Please have a seat."

Wang Xiaomeng shook hands with a smile and warmly led the group into the factory for a tour.

The group first toured the production workshop, then looked at the raw material warehouse and the finished product warehouse.

Wang Xiaomeng explained truthfully as she walked:

"My factory is of average size, with only two production lines. Recently, orders have been increasing, and the two lines simply can't keep up."

"I've always wanted to expand the factory and add another production line."

Bai Qingming walked and looked around carefully, and after finishing, he sincerely said:

"Your factory is exceptionally well-managed; hygiene and quality are both excellent, which is quite rare."

"Our company has been making soy products for so long, and we have mature technology, production lines, and brand channels. I came to Northeast China this time to find reliable local factories to cooperate with and expand into the Northeast market."

Wang Xiaomeng was very interested after hearing this, as it was exactly the kind of cooperation she had always wanted.

She said, a little embarrassed:

"My factory is currently small in scale, and I'm afraid it won't meet your cooperation requirements."

"Factories grow gradually; scale is not an issue."

Bai Qingming is very honest:

"Cooperation depends mainly on character and product. I find you to be very reliable, so we can definitely talk."

The two stood at the workshop entrance and chatted for a long time, discussing everything from cooperation models and technical support to supply channels and brand authorization. They reached a preliminary cooperation agreement on the spot.

Bai Qingming smiled and reached out his hand:

"Mr. Wang, I'll go back and put together a detailed cooperation plan. We can discuss it in more detail next time. You can also take the opportunity to organize your factory's information. I'm very optimistic about our cooperation."

"Okay, then I'll wait for your news!" Wang Xiaomeng shook hands with a smile, her eyes full of enthusiasm.

After finishing their business, Liu Yishui drove Bai Qingming back to the city.

No sooner had Bai Qingming driven away than Wang Xiaomeng quickly tidied up and drove straight to the resort.

After parking the car at the entrance of the resort, and being notified by the gatekeeper, Xiao Li quickly ran out of the office.

Xiao Li ran to the car, and Wang Xiaomeng just happened to push the door open and get out.

Xiao Li's heart skipped a beat, and he muttered to himself: My God, who is this? He's so good-looking.

During the time she had been with Lin Chen, she had really broadened her horizons. The women around Brother Chen were all more dazzling than the last. And now there was another one with a different aura, capable and composed. Without a doubt, she must also be one of Brother Chen's close people.

He was incredibly curious inside, but he didn't show it on his face and immediately greeted her with a smile.

"Hello, sister! I'm Li, Chen-ge's secretary. Chen-ge is waiting in his office. I'll take you there!"

"Thank you for your trouble, young lady." Wang Xiaomeng smiled and nodded, parked the car in a parking space on the side, and followed Xiao Li to the office.

On the way, Xiao Li would steal glances at the camera every now and then, and the more he looked, the more convinced he was that his guess was right.

This woman's composure, including her appearance, is completely different from that of her two sisters-in-law.

She was sensible and didn't gossip. She escorted the person to the office door, knocked gently, and then stood aside to wait.

Lin Chen's voice came from inside:

"Come in."

Xiao Li pushed open the door, stepped aside to let Wang Xiaomeng in, and was about to follow her in to pour water when she heard Lin Chen speak.

"Xiao Li, you can go out now and close the door behind you. We need to talk about something important."

"Okay, Brother Chen." Xiao Li replied and left, gently closing the door behind him.

Standing outside the door, she couldn't help but think: They have to close the door to talk about serious matters, are they trying to fool me like a child?

Only the two of them remained in the room. Just as Wang Xiaomeng reached the desk, Lin Chen got up, walked over, turned his hand, and locked the door with a click.

"Why did you come in such a hurry? What's the matter?"

Lin Chen smiled and stepped forward, reaching out to grab her wrist and gently pulling her to the sofa.

He sat down first and patted his leg:

"Come, sit here and let's talk."

Wang Xiaomeng wasn't coy at all; she sat down next to him and naturally put her arm around his neck.

"I just came from the factory and ran into some good news. I wasn't sure what to do, so I came over to ask you."