Rich in the 70s: I Made a Rugged Veteran a Millionaire novel Chapter 258

Chapter 258: Chapter 258: Shill

"Crack!"

"Clang clang!"

"Cough cough—"

Suddenly, there was a series of noises: bowls dropping, chopsticks falling, tea being sprayed, and faces being covered.

The one covering her face was, without a doubt, Jiang Cheng.

She calmly put down the handkerchief she had anticipated using and confidently wiped the table.

"A decoy??"

"Is Clooney a decoy??"

The four factory directors spoke one after another, each one scared into a voice like a duck by Jiang Cheng’s mention of the word decoy.

Just thinking about it made all four shiver with fear, their hearts pounding uncontrollably.

They seemed to have firmly refused the four nations’ offer of a high price, seventy percent?

They seemed to have held a ’buy if you want’ attitude?

They naively thought Clooney was a real tea merchant!

But now, you’re telling us Clooney is a decoy!

The four factory directors gave Jiang Cheng watery-eyed looks mixed with a bit of a menacing glare, prompting her to quickly eat a few more bites.

She might not be allowed to eat later.

Jiang Cheng’s little actions made the four older factory directors at a loss for whether to laugh or cry.

"No... You... I can’t. Lao Zhang, you say something!"

One, bewildered by Jiang Cheng’s actions, turned to another, Lao Zhang, who pointed his finger for a while before saying, "Lao Meng, you say something!"

Lao Meng, being called out, didn’t disappoint. He took a deep breath, looked at Jiang Cheng, and said, "Eat slowly."

With the words ’eat slowly,’ the other three turned their eyes away.

Director Meng suddenly realized, "Why are you looking at me? Didn’t I say it right? Don’t let her choke."

The phrase ’gritting their teeth’ couldn’t adequately describe the inner feelings of the three factory directors, who pointed toward Jiang Cheng and said, "You, sit over there!"

Director Meng casually stood up and moved to sit opposite, beside Jiang Cheng, bringing a small stool.

He considerately took a plate and said, "This one for Lao Zhang, he sprayed saliva."

Jiang Cheng chuckled inwardly, nodded cooperatively, and said, "As you say."

Director Meng was amused by the phrase ’as you say,’ smiling widely, and even started chatting about everyday life.

"Where are you from originally?"

"Northeast—"

Jiang Cheng had just said two words when she was interrupted by Factory Director Zhang’s table-knocking.

"You two, shouldn’t we discuss Clooney’s matter?"

"Right, why didn’t we know he was... a decoy?"

The word ’decoy’ was spoken very softly, as if afraid someone might overhear.

Jiang Cheng simply put down her bowl and chopsticks and asked, "Gentlemen, did you sign the contract?"

"Signed."

"Satisfied with the price?"

"Satisfied?"

"Then does it matter if Clooney is a decoy?"

The three factory directors were asked if it mattered.

It seemed to matter... yet it seemed not to matter.

The three thought for quite a while before Factory Director Zhang suddenly realized, "You could tell us, it would help coordinate."

Jiang Cheng smiled and shook her head, looking at Director Meng and asking, "Director Meng, do you know why I did this?"

Director Meng nodded and said, "I roughly know, you wanted our most genuine reaction, which is also part of your plan."

"Only our genuine reaction would make the four nations believe and achieve today’s result."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng applauded.

"You’re amazing!"

"No, no, you’re the brilliant one."

"You’re too kind."

"No, no, you’re being modest."

The two kept praising each other back and forth.

The three opposite watched speechlessly and could only return a smile.

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