After Jiang Cheng successfully signed off on the order again, he brushed past Jack and James.
James spoke in a low voice, "Translator Jiang is impressive."
With just one sentence, James indicated he understood the tricks of Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng remained composed, turned to the side, and took a book out of his backpack.
"Thank you, Mr. James, for the compliment. This is a gift I’d like to give to you. I hope you like it."
A book filled with the Thirty-Six Stratagems in Hua Xia characters was handed over to James.
"Hua Xia characters?"
With a confident smile filled with national pride, Jiang Cheng said, "That’s right, my skills amount to less than a tenth of what’s in the book."
James raised an eyebrow and replied with a light ’Oh’, and Jiang Cheng nodded politely, stepping back.
"I’ll take my leave first. It was a pleasure to meet you, Mr. James."
Jiang Cheng left with a smile, catching up to Jack.
James stood still with the book in his hand, glanced down at it.
Less than a tenth?
He truly became a bit intrigued.
Because Jiang Cheng’s professionalism doesn’t mirror that of a translator.
She could have taken advantage of Jack’s lack of acumen to raise the price, but she deliberately chose not to.
Strangely enough, this approach made James feel much more comfortable.
The ability to push others, yet willing to step back when needed.
This step back is something not everyone can achieve.
James smiled with relief, stating, "Hua Xia indeed produces remarkable talents."
Meanwhile, Jiang Cheng, who had received James’s praise, caught up with Jack and continued to guide him around the venue.
While accompanying Jack, Jiang Cheng subtly inquired about what Jack intended to do with the fabrics he purchased.
Jack’s confused expression was clearly genuine; he didn’t know himself.
Throughout the exhibit, Jack was constrained by a single thought.
Which was not wanting to follow in his father’s footsteps, choosing a different path instead.
He wished that when people mentioned him, it would be just Jack, not Jack I’s son.
Noticing this, Jiang Cheng suggested, "I have an immature proposal, Mr. Jack, if you would care to hear it."
"Oh? Let’s hear it."
With an expression of humble gratitude, Jiang Cheng repeatedly thanked Jack for the opportunity.
"James plans to use the fabric to make clothes; he has his own production line, so the investment isn’t too big."
"Why not make clothes too, Mr. Jack?"
Jack frowned upon hearing this.
"No, investing in a garment factory isn’t something that can be done overnight, and building brand reputation isn’t something I can achieve instantly."
When Jiang Cheng was rejected, she suddenly understood.
"Mr. Jack is absolutely right; that was my naive thought."
"If not clothing, what else can be made from fabric?"
With a troubled expression, Jiang Cheng casually remarked, "The fabrics Mr. Jack bought are really nice; they would look great at home."
The word "home" triggered something in Jack.
His eyes lit up, saying, "Jiang, you’re absolutely right!"
"I can create home décor! Blankets, cushions, sheets..."
Jack exclaimed excitedly, "That’s it! We already have our own home décor company."
Jack was utterly caught in his excitement, talking to himself continuously.
Jiang Cheng stayed quietly in the background.
She did indeed leverage Jack, but she also didn’t want Jack to lose money.
Only if Jack makes a profit will he think about coming back to Hua Xia next time.
Win-win is the true winning.
Jack finally found the "wow" factor he was seeking and couldn’t wait to return and explore.


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