Rebirth 77: From Beachcombing to Becoming a Tycoon and Spoiling My Wife

Fuhai is 200 kilometers away from Quanzhou, and it takes four and a half hours by train.

After a bumpy ride, the four of them exited the train station and boarded a minibus arranged by the Quanzhou authorities.

Chen Ming had seen Yang Bai writing something with a pen earlier, and then crossed his legs and said...

"What was Comrade Yang Bai writing just now? Can I take a look?"

"I'm writing down the advantages of Fuhai compared to Quanzhou. A bad pen is worse than a good memory, so I don't forget later."

Yang Bai handed the notebook to Chen Ming.

He opened the notebook and examined it carefully. The beautiful handwriting on it surprised him slightly. Looking at the data, he could clearly see that Fuhai's advantages were fully demonstrated. In fact, the data from Haian County was even clearer than the data Zhang Wei had given him.

He nodded repeatedly when he saw something he appreciated.

Closing the notebook, I still felt a little unsatisfied.

"That's right, you have a good understanding of the current development of Fuhai aquatic products."

"Of course, it's also because of your position that your perspective isn't very broad."

"Xiao Zhang, combine this data with the one you compiled and give it to me before tonight."

"Make another copy for Xiao Yang, he'll be giving the presentation tomorrow."

Zhang Wei took the notebook. "Okay, Director Chen."

Quanzhou Port is the province's leading producer of aquatic products. Yang Bai looked out the window and saw that the port was extremely busy with 500-ton ships.

The port and dock area is a major challenge for us in this competition.

Fuhai area has only a small port, and its annual throughput is less than that of Quanzhou Port.

The amount needed by Japan is enormous, and there must be a port capable of handling it.

The car stopped at the guesthouse, and the sharp-eyed staff immediately helped carry their luggage.

While I was checking in, a middle-aged man wearing a top hat and a suit next to me took out his fanny pack.

Muttering something under his breath, he hurriedly approached the front desk.

"Private Marseille..."

The receptionist frowned, completely unable to understand.

"Hello, sir, is there anything I can help you with?"

He kept muttering, unable to speak a single sentence clearly, and finally hurriedly uttered some broken Chinese.

"You... hello, I... waist... good morning, what, how do you say it...."

He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

Yang Bai asked Chen Ming, "Director Chen, it seems that the foreigner has lost something. I'll go check it out."

Chen Ming glanced at it and said, "He speaks a foreign language, so he's probably from the liaison office next door. I'll go ask him later if there's a translator with us."

Yang Bai shook his head slightly, "I'll go up and talk to them. It's not easy to find someone to accompany me."

The reception area has more than a dozen rooms, and they are probably all full in Quanzhou at this time.

If we send the people from the guesthouse to look for it, it'll take forever.

"Xiao Yang, are you good at communication?"

Chen Ming asked.

Yang Bai nodded.

"I can."

Chen Ming smiled, surprised that Xiao Yang was so helpful, using gestures as a form of communication.

"Okay, let's go then."

Yang Bai approached the foreigner and uttered a fluent Japanese phrase.

"Hello, what trouble are you in?"

In his previous life, Yang Bai was fluent in multiple languages. He had frequent business dealings with Japan, a country known for its thriving seafood industry, and had even studied Japanese.

Upon seeing Yang Bai, the Japanese man immediately relaxed and spoke politely.

"Hello, are you from Japan?"

Yang Bai smiled and shook his head.

"No, I am Chinese, I speak Japanese, and my name is Yang Bai."

The Japanese man nodded slightly, his eyes filled with shock.

"I never expected that a Chinese person could speak Japanese, and speak it quite well. I admire you. My name is Kimura Yarou."

The conversation between the two startled Chen Ming; Yang Bai actually knew the Japanese language.

He looked at Hou Sanli.

Did you know that Yang Bai speaks Japanese?

Hou Sanli shook his head violently.

"Director Chen, I don't know. It's not written in his file."

He never expected that Yang Bai knew this language.

There are probably very few people in the entire region who speak Japanese.

Where did Yang Bai, a fisherman, learn this skill?

"Could Yang Bai be a spy?"

Hou Sanli gasped and slowly exhaled.

Chen Ming shook his head; his position allowed him access to more things than Hou Sanli.

"He has never left the province, and no Japanese have visited Fuhai in recent years. Yang Bai has no way to contact him. I'll have him come over and ask him later."

He couldn't understand it either; the farthest place Yang Bai had ever been was probably his ex-wife's family home.

Even if we assume he has met Japanese people, one cannot speak Japanese simply by meeting them.

Not to mention that there are very few Japanese language textbooks available in the region.

Could Yang Bai be some kind of linguistic genius?

Kimura Yaro said, "If mine is in my room, I'd like the front desk to get it."

"Okay, I'll pass on the message." Yang Bai turned around and said to the receptionist, "If he left it in the room, please help him get it."

The receptionist nodded. "Foreign guest, please show me your passport, check-in card, and tell me which room you're staying in."

Yang Bai relayed the message.

Kimura immediately took out his wallet, pulled out the necessary documents, and handed them to the staff.

The staff checked carefully, then said, "Okay, it's confirmed. Please come with me."

Kimura Yaro looked to Yang Bai for help.

"What do you mean?"

Yang Bai explained.

"Okay, he wants you to come with him."

Kimura Yaro nodded.

"Okay, thank you. Contact me if you need anything."

He took out a business card and handed it to Yang Bai.

Yang Bai took it casually, and his eyes lit up when he saw the name and company on it.

【Kimura Noro】

[General Manager of Overseas Sales Department, Toyo Suisan Co., Ltd.]

This company's name was once a very famous one in Japan.

It is the largest seafood company in Japan, with an extremely wide range of business operations.

The delegation from Japan that came this time is from Toyo Suisan.

He's probably the head of the delegation; if that's the case, then the first impression will be solid.

The advantage will be even greater tomorrow.

Yang Bai handed the business card to Chen Ming, but Chen Ming did not take it.

There was something slightly off about the atmosphere at the scene.

I must have heard him speak fluent Japanese.

"Director Chen, would you like me to explain why I speak Japanese?"

Chen Ming nodded solemnly.

"Don't you need it?"

Yang Bai opened his hands.

"Director Chen, I speak five languages ​​besides Mandarin."

It is available in five languages: English, Japanese, German, Italian, and Russian.

As for why I did that, to be honest, I sold a lot of language books on the black market.

I learned how to buy things on the black market.

Director Chen, it's my fault, but I just can't help wanting to learn these things.

Chen Ming's doubts remained unresolved. He had to send someone back to investigate. If Yang Bai was truly a genius, he would be a great asset to the region.

If someone is a spy, you can only report the truth.

"Black market? I'll investigate when I get back. If the study materials were indeed sold on the black market, I won't hold you accountable."

"Tomorrow, you'll liaise with the Japanese side and try to secure the order."

Yang Bai helped the leader of the Dongyang Company, which will give him an advantage in tomorrow's competition.

He bet that Yang Bai wasn't a spy, and that the orders from Japan weren't a secret. As long as he could secure this piece of the pie, it would be extremely beneficial for the Fuhai region.