Zhang Yang smiled and shook his head and continued: "What's the use of having so much money and enjoying it without knowing anything about it?"
"Don't worry so much, let's go."
Guo Changshun led him into a unit building. After reaching the second floor, he rang the doorbell. Soon Steve opened the door and welcomed the two of them in.
"Welcome, please come and sit in the living room. The food will be ready soon."
Steve was wearing ordinary casual clothes. After seeing the two of them, Steve enthusiastically welcomed them into the living room and greeted them in broken Chinese.
The house is very elegantly decorated, with the entire wall painted beige, and the faint light of the yellow chandelier. Although it is a bit dark, it is full of romance and warmth.
The furniture was very simple, even the grille between it and the living room was handmade, and the traces of paint on it were very obvious, making Zhang Yang stop and watch.
"I made this myself after coming to China. Is the handwork okay?"
When talking about this, Steve's face was filled with a proud look.
His Chinese speaking is much better than last time. Although it is still very unfamiliar, I can still understand it after thinking about it for a while.
"Very good, I didn't expect Mr. Steve to do such rough work, but he did it so finely." Guo Changshun smiled and flattered.
"It's pretty good, why don't you hire someone to make one that's much better than this one?"
Zhang Yang told the truth, he didn't have so many worries, he completely put aside the status relationship, and his character didn't care about these hypocritical politeness.
Steve looked confused, obviously thinking about what he said. The language communication barrier was indeed a big problem.
"Why should I hire someone else if I can do it myself? I can do whatever I want and make it whatever I want."
"Then this is just a waste of your time. How could you use it to make money?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile.
"I only work eight hours a day, and the rest is my free time to decorate my home. I feel very happy."
"Only working eight hours? Would it be better to work more shifts and earn more?" Zhang Yang joked with a wicked smile.
He began to think that Steve was very cute. Although it took a little effort to speak, he was very approachable and had no airs about being a big shot.
Although he is not a businessman, he has heard that some big bosses are extremely busy. Are those bosses always busier than Steve?
As a boss, this foreigner actually has the time to do such crap. If he told it, few people would believe it.
"Why do you have to work overtime when you can finish the job in eight hours?"
Steve showed a cute smile, but his beard looked very sloppy.
He continued: "Since the eight-hour work system is set up, it means that people can only work for eight hours. If the time is exceeded, they will be exhausted, the work will not be efficient, and you still have to get a salary. Isn't it a big loss as a boss?"
He was wordy so much, and what he said was like bird talk. It took Zhang Yang a long time to think about it before he finally understood.
In fact, he might as well speak in bird language. At least he would have Guo Changshun translating beside him. This was better. Guo Changshun had to think about it for a long time, and he seemed much slower than Zhang Yang.
"Profiteers, stingy." Zhang Yang cursed with a wicked smile.
"Zhang Yang, don't talk nonsense. It's very disrespectful to Mr. Steve." After hearing this, Guo Changshun hurriedly dissuaded him.
I'm afraid anyone who hears such words will get furious.
I was originally happy to go to the banquet, but if Steve got angry because of his words, it would be more of a loss than a gain.
"What did you say?" Steve asked curiously, confused.
"He's saying you're a cheapskate."
A woman's voice came. Although it was a little jerky, it was already very fluent, and her voice was very soft and sweet.
After finishing speaking, he continued to speak in bird language, obviously translating for Steve.
Guo Changshun was filled with uneasiness and anxiety, fearing that Steve would be unhappy after hearing these words.
Although the woman is in her forties, she is still tall and not bloated at all.
Her curly blond hair, turquoise eyes, and straight nose make her look very graceful and elegant.
"Madam, don't mind. This kid is just outspoken. He was joking." Guo Changshun apologized to the woman in a hurry.
"Don't worry, Dean Guo. Steve is not that stingy. He is even like a child at home. He likes simple and straightforward people."
The woman smiled sweetly and had a charming temperament.
"Haha, there is a saying in China that there is no business without treachery. I am a businessman, so of course I have to do some treachery."
Steve obviously understood what he said, and instead of getting angry, he admitted it with a laugh.
"Actually, I think Chinese employees have a very bad habit."
The woman spoke again, as if she was trying to excuse her husband, and continued: "When they go to work, they think about getting off work, and after getting off work, they think about work again. Why can't they focus on eight hours of work?"
The woman paused for a moment and then continued: "It makes you feel like you are under a lot of work pressure. In fact, it is your own fault. If you handle your work well at work, you can have fun after get off work."
"I am a profiteer, but my company's employees are all gold-collar workers in China. I am not allowed to work overtime, but you must work attentively at work, otherwise I will think he is not a qualified employee and fire him."
After Steve finished speaking, he glanced at the woman knowingly. The couple sang in harmony, appearing to be in perfect harmony.
What he said is true. Guo Changshun knows this best. Many people with doctorate degrees would be proud to work in his company.
"If you finish eight hours of work in five hours, can you get off work early?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile.
He knew nothing about so-called corporate management and had never even thought about understanding it.
But thinking about Feng Yanran working so hard for the company every day, it would be nice to learn something by herself, to please her, and to show off in front of her.
"NONO, if he really has that ability, I can give him a raise and pay him a high salary, and I can't violate company regulations."
Steve hurriedly waved his hands and explained.
"Okay, don't you talk about work after get off work? Hurry up and eat." The woman smiled and pushed him and said.
"I forgot to give you a grand introduction, this is my wife Missy, she is cooking dinner for us tonight."
Steve smiled and took his wife's arm, introducing her affectionately.
A simple action, with respectful and casual words, showed the warmth and harmony between them.
"Please come to the restaurant to dine and try my cooking." Missy greeted the two of them with a smile, then turned and walked into the restaurant.
The moment she turned around, Zhang Yang suddenly noticed an obvious scar on her face.
The light was dim and not obvious. If it were under the sun during the day, it would definitely be very dazzling, and the noble temperament on her face would instantly fade.
After entering the restaurant and seeing the food on the table, Zhang Yang felt like bursting into tears.
Damn, what kind of craft is this? It’s just a table of vegetables and a piece of bread.
He had become accustomed to Feng Yanran's chef-like delicious meals in the past few days, and immediately lost the slightest appetite after seeing them.
Just because of the problem of face, he still had to sit down.
"I wonder if you two are used to it?"
Missy may have seen his reluctance, so she smiled and continued: "Chinese people like to stir-fry and boil vegetables, but I think that is not good for the body. It is more healthy to eat natural vegetables."
"Yes, you are my distinguished guests. These vegetables are grown and picked by Missy and I ourselves on the land on the outskirts of the city, without any pesticides or fertilizers."
Steve glanced at the two of them and explained with a smile.
The intention of the two of them was very clear. They were using the fruits of their own labor to entertain the most distinguished guests. For them, this was already a sign of sincerity and respect.
"Thank you very much for your warm hospitality. It's hard to eat such natural vegetables now." Guo Changshun praised and thanked him habitually.
Zhang Yang smiled, picked up a cucumber, dipped it in the sauce and took a bite.
He doesn't have so many polite words. Since he can't change it, he just accepts the hard reality, takes a few bites, and goes back to eat Feng Yanran's craftsmanship, which will make him happier.
Thinking of Feng Yanran, he suddenly thought of styptic powder and immediately became interested.
Styptic powder can quickly stop bleeding and restore wounds, but it also has the effect of restoring the scars on Steve's face to their original appearance.
Since Haitian Group cannot continue to invest, it will try to sell it to this foreigner and blackmail him at the same time.
Anyway, he came to China to make money, and he was also a profiteer, so he felt at ease blackmailing him.
"Madam, what's the matter with the scar on your face?" Zhang Yang asked directly.
As soon as he said these words, Steve's face immediately darkened and he glanced sideways at his wife beside him.
"I am angry."
I saw him immediately throwing the cabbage in his hand on the table, and continued excitedly: "I kindly invited you to dinner, why do you say such a thing? It is a kind of disrespect for us, and it is a psychological shock to Missy."
s damage."
"Zhang Yang, don't talk nonsense. Is there any scar on Mrs. Missy's face?"
When Guo Changshun saw Steve getting angry, his heart immediately lifted and he immediately scolded him loudly.
"There is a scar from under the left eye to the lip on the right face. Although I have undergone good surgery and cosmetic treatment, it can still be seen in the sun."
Bang!
Steve slapped the table hard with an angry look on his face.
"You go, I don't welcome you anymore, please leave."
"Steve, forget it, they are friends you invited here, how can you be so rude."
With tears in her eyes, Missy took her husband's arm and continued: "Mr. Zhang saved your life, don't you feel guilty for doing so?"
Her words made Zhang Yang feel good, and he even began to wonder if what he just said was really a bit too much?
I was telling the truth, so how could they have such an extreme reaction? (To be continued)