Reborn as the twin sister of the male protagonist with her mortal enemy

Zheng Juzi nodded quickly, "Unless someone gives out gold here, I won't come next time."

Gu Yongan...it was you who asked me to bring you here today.

The atmosphere at the dinner table became a little subtle. A hint of embarrassment flashed across Mitsui's face, but he quickly regained his composure.

He said, "Ms. Zheng, I don't have any other intentions. I just want to test you. Now that you have proven your integrity, I hope to discuss the next cooperation with you."

Zheng Hanqiu's eyes met Sanjing's. A hint of sarcasm flashed in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly: "Mr. Sanjing, you seem very confident? But blind confidence is not a good thing."

Mitsui…I obviously wanted to praise you.

"Our cooperation should be based on more substantial things rather than these insignificant little things. Moreover, I have forgotten the result of that game of chess, but you had a pleasant cooperation with us." Zheng Hanqiu spoke in a sonorous and powerful voice.

Integrity verification?

Do you need to verify my character? I have already received the money, so what if I break the contract?

The atmosphere in the restaurant became unusual because of this brief confrontation, as if a fresh breeze had blown away the originally dull air.

Although this is a place to receive foreign guests, many Chinese people come here to meet with foreign businessmen to discuss business.

In the past, they always had a cautious smile on their faces and tried carefully to please foreign guests, for fear of doing or saying something wrong and making the other party unhappy. Sometimes it was not even for the benefit, but just because the other party was a foreigner.

However, Zheng Hanqiu's response was like a flash of lightning, breaking through this accustomed atmosphere. Her neither humble nor arrogant tone, with a bit of pride, shocked the hearts of the Chinese present, and their eyes flashed with surprise and admiration.

Even though they were not the ones being so arrogant, the corners of their mouths unconsciously lifted up and a sincere smile appeared on their faces.

Even the waiters beside them couldn't help but straighten their backs, as if the depression that had been suppressed in their hearts for a long time was released because of this toughness.

They quietly exchanged approving glances, as if to say: It has nothing to do with nationality, there is no need to kowtow to foreigners.

"This girl is really good." A middle-aged man in a well-tailored suit praised in a low voice, with admiration gleaming in his eyes and a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth.

As he spoke, he gently raised his glass, as if he was toasting Zheng Hanqiu.

An elegant lady next to her nodded slightly, her eyes full of approval: "Yes, such an attitude is really refreshing. Young people are different after all."

However, a discordant voice was heard from the other side: "Doesn't this damage the image of our China? How can such rude people appear in the Jinjiang Hotel? They must be kicked out!" The speaker was a thin man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, his face full of uneasiness and anxiety.

The middle-aged man holding the wine glass frowned when he heard this, and glanced at the other person with contempt, as if he was looking at an ignorant fool.

Feeling the reactions of the people around him, the thin man explained awkwardly, "I am doing this for the sake of the overall situation. If she acts so arrogantly, it will cause our international friends to misunderstand the cultivation of us Chinese people."

The middle-aged man sneered, his tone full of sarcasm: "It seems like those foreigners are very cultured. Should we just swallow our anger?"

The elegant lady next to him also said disdainfully: "Foreigners have no objection, why are you so anxious?"

It’s not that Mitsui doesn’t have any objections, but the other person is really too arrogant.

He frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but he soon regained his composure and smiled faintly, "Then I'll wait for you over there. I wish you a pleasant meal."

Is this okay? Gu Yongan even wondered whether he should ask Zheng Hanqiu to help with future business negotiations.

I don’t know if there is any way to get her to the Foreign Trade Department.

He was fed up with the faces of those foreigners! I don’t know if internal injuries can be considered work-related injuries.

Today, she took action to negotiate the contract that Engineer Pei had been negotiating for many days but not only did she successfully negotiate it, she also got a 20% discount on the price. Zheng Hanqiu felt a great sense of accomplishment.

But on the surface, he pretended to be sophisticated and cut the steak calmly, as if he didn't take it seriously.

"What does Mitsui want to talk to you about?" Zheng Juzi asked in a low voice.

Zheng Hanqiu glanced at the person sitting not far away and said calmly, "The house I have is not sold."

"What?" Zheng Juzi was particularly sensitive when she heard the word "house". "What did you just say?"

"Why are you so excited?" Zheng Juzi never hesitates to express disdain when she can. "Japanese real estate has nothing to do with us."

Zheng Juzi breathed a sigh of relief, but then became puzzled, "How did you know?"

Zheng Hanqiu said slowly: "He was also aware of the transfer of money into the stock market."

"Then what?" Zheng Juzi asked. She knew with her toes that he couldn't be so polite just because he knew something. There must be something he didn't know.

Zheng Hanqiu said: "When I invested money, he also invested money."

"and then?"

"Did you make money?"

"Didn't you say that when the Japanese stock market goes up, it's like crazy and you can make money by investing in anything? Is there any difference between investing with you and investing in anyone else?" Zheng Juzi really doesn't understand stocks.

If you don’t understand, just ask.

"My dear sister." Zheng Hanqiu leaned close to her ear and whispered, "There is still a difference in the altitude between airplanes and rockets."

Zheng Juzi stopped talking.

After a while, he asked again: "What does that have to do with the house?"

Zheng Hanqiu rolled his eyes at her: "Can't you let me finish my meal before asking?"

Zheng Juzi shook her head: "I feel uncomfortable holding it in."

Zheng Hanqiu...

Zheng Juzi held her knife-holding hand and muttered, "You must tell me now, or I'll suspect you're laughing at me behind my back."

Zheng Hanqiu...don't worry, I can laugh at you in person.

"It's nothing. It's just that the Japanese property market is still soaring after the stock market. I gave him some advice, but he didn't listen to me and got out in time, so some of his money was trapped." If it were someone else, I wouldn't have even given it a second glance and would have called the police directly.

There was nothing Zheng Hanqiu could do about it.

Knowing what happened, Zheng Juzi smiled with relief and continued to enjoy her meal.

How dare such a person test them? He was praised too highly, so he didn't know that no one would be willing to catch him when he fell.

After dinner, Zheng Hanqiu simply said a few words to Mitsui and then turned around and went home with Zheng Juzi.

"What did you say just now?" Zheng Juzi asked.

Again? Zheng Hanqiu almost wanted to throw her down, "If you want to know so much, why didn't you just sit next to me and listen?"

Zheng Juzi said shamelessly: "I have to act more decent in front of outsiders."