Chapter 212 - 130 The Flourishing Zhou Yuwen_3

It’s official, I’ve really fallen for him.

"Tao Tian, senior, leave this version of the band-aids here with you, can you hand them out?" Zhou Yuwen said.

"Oh okay."

Tao Tian was now quite smitten with Zhou Yuwen.

Looking at Zhou Yuwen’s charming and carefree demeanor, bustling about various exhibition halls, he became the topic of discussion among the girls nearby.

Zhou Yuwen was indeed very busy that day, not only helping them with logistics but also bumping into those foreigners again. It seemed those foreigners had looked all over but hadn’t found anyone they could communicate with properly and just liked the look of Zhou Yuwen. When they saw him again, they greeted him from afar. Read latest chapters at NovelBin.Côm

"Hi!"

Zhou Yuwen asked if they had any other questions?

The foreigners expressed, "We are very interested in the tea you’re selling, but we seem to have trouble finding a channel to buy it."

Zhou Yuwen responded, "Oh, it’s lunchtime now. The person in charge probably went out for lunch. Tell me which type of tea you’re interested in, and I’ll help you make contact."

The foreigners were happy and pulled Zhou Yuwen with them to the exhibition hall. Along the way, they chatted about a lot, after all, foreigners in the East always have endless topics, such as, "This place is truly magical, I absolutely love the food from your country."

Zhou Yuwen listened more than he spoke.

After he led them to the tea sales counter, there was only a girl wearing a cheongsam at the counter, and she wasn’t from their school. Zhou Yuwen asked her where the person in charge was.

She said he had gone out for lunch.

Zhou Yuwen thought for a moment, then called Zhao Jun to contact him.

Then he told the foreigners, "Please be patient, the boss will come soon."

The foreigners smiled and nodded.

He didn’t seem to be in a hurry but enjoyed chatting with Zhou Yuwen.

They talked about cuisine and asked Zhou Yuwen for recommendations.

Zhou Yuwen suggested, "Then you should try Duck Blood Vermicelli Soup."

"Duck Blood Vermicelli Soup?"

"Yes, it’s the most delicious food."

The two only chatted for a bit when this white man said he wanted to add Zhou Yuwen’s contact information. After Zhou Yuwen added him, he said happily, "Zhou, I’m glad to meet you. You’re my first friend here."

The foreigner, named Tom, seemed to be an engineer from a big company, recently transferred here. Zhou Yuwen noted this down and said, "You are also my good friend."

When the counter’s person in charge arrived and turned out not to speak English, he hurriedly said, "Please wait, my translator will be here shortly."

Zhou Yuwen, seeing this scene, directly translated the foreigners’ words to the boss, stating that they were very interested in this type of white tea and inquired how he would like to sell it?

The person in charge, a middle-aged woman, was momentarily stunned but then thought for a moment and raised three fingers: "Three thousand per box, no, make it 2500. Tell him it’s two thousand five hundred per box if he buys in bulk, there are discounts."

Zhou Yuwen hadn’t translated yet when Tom saw the boss’s three fingers and made an okay gesture.

Zhou Yuwen then asked him in English, "Do you know the price? And you’re okay with it?"

Tom asked Zhou Yuwen, "How much is it?"

Zhou Yuwen replied, "They’re saying three thousand per box,"

"Okay okay, I want ten boxes!"

"..."

Zhou Yuwen looked back at the middle-aged woman selling the tea.

The middle-aged woman asked, "What’s the matter?"

"He said three thousand per box, he wants ten boxes."

"???" The middle-aged woman was startled but soon overjoyed, "Okay okay! Tell him it’s okay! I’ll also give him a set of tea utensils! Young man, you’re really my lucky star!"

The middle-aged woman hurriedly went to pack ten boxes of tea.

Southern businessmen indeed understand subtleties. After finishing the business, the boss personally stuffed Zhou Yuwen with a red envelope containing two thousand yuan, insisting on giving it no matter what, saying it was for good luck.@@novelbin@@

Zhou Yuwen’s busy figure was clearly watched by Mr. Wan, not far away.

Mr. Wan, the vice-president of the Zhejiang Merchants Tea Association and the organizer of this exhibition, said to Zhao Jun’s boss next to him, "This young man you brought is really talented. What does his family do?"

The boss looked towards Zhao Jun, who made a sound and said, "Oh, I don’t know the specifics, but they’re in business."

Mr. Wan, probably around forty, rather thin with slightly graying temples, his full name Wan Tao, kept his eyes on Zhou Yuwen in the exhibition hall, from arranging personnel to delivering milk tea and band-aids to the girls, and communicating with foreigners.

This outsourcing included more than one labor company, but only Zhou Yuwen’s side had no major issues. Wan Tao said to Zhao Jun, "Call this young brother along for dinner tonight, okay?"

Zhao Jun was taken aback for a moment. He looked at Zhou Yuwen with a bit of envy, thinking that gold really does shine everywhere. The dinner was for the tea association’s big shots and his own company’s bosses. Even he wasn’t qualified to attend. Unexpectedly, Zhou Yuwen could go.

The event was supposed to end at three in the afternoon but kept busy until past four. Once everyone had left, the part-time students finally breathed a sigh of relief, and they could finally sit down.

Their heels were totally worn out.

"It’s good Zhou Yuwen brought us band-aids, he’s really thoughtful." a narrow-skirted senior said with a giggling smile.

Tao Tian rolled her eyes at her roommate.

There were six part-time female students from their school, now gathered together, wearing new red cheongsams, divided into long and shorts styles, with the shorts only covering half of the thigh.

All six girls were tall and leggy, now either leaning against display cabinets or sitting in nearby chairs, chatting about random stuff like what kind of weird people they encountered during this part-time job, including foreigners and black people.