179 Please Have Afternoon Tea
A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and the club’s preparations were going smoothly, but the person Vivian was waiting for had not arrived.

In the outskirts of Mandhesi, M Country.

In a bamboo building on the hillside, there were two people guarding the ground. Faint voices could be heard from the second floor.

In the central room, there was a bamboo chair by the window, on which lay a thin old man in his 50s. He was wearing a Longyi and was topless. There was a huge tiger head tattooed on his chest, and an eagle and a snake on his left and right shoulders.

Beside him knelt a little girl in her teens. Her hair was tied up high into a round ponytail. She was wearing a gauze top and her lower body was especially sensitive. At this time, she was looking down and waving a fan for the old man.

“Boss, how are we going to sell our goods if that woman does this?!”

A man with long and narrow eyes, wearing a long-sleeved floral shirt, was sitting on a round chair in the house. He was reporting the recent events while suppressing his anger.

The old man on the rocking chair asked unhurriedly, “What’s the current situation at the trading center?”

The man in the flowery shirt was called Mao Teng. When he heard the question, he said angrily, “That woman has made most of the people in the trading center know about these methods of forging raw stones. All the foreign merchants are now very cautious. They’ll hesitate for a long time if they have any doubts!”

“I heard that she also set up a foreign jewelry club and more than 100 companies have joined the club.”

The old man slowly opened his eyes, and a sharp light shot out from them. He slowly said, “I’ll go and meet her.”

The club’s office was near the trading center, and the staff was fully equipped. Vivian returned to the stall after she handed over her part of the work and began to put the theories she had learned in books into practice.

“Miss Vivian, our boss has some good stuff on hand and would like you to take a look.”

Vivian looked up and saw a young man in a flowery shirt in front of her. She smiled after hearing the translator’s words. “Hello, Sir. May I know your name? With so many merchants, your boss only invited me?”

Mao Teng’s expression was gentle as he introduced himself to Vivian. Thinking of what his boss had told him, he hesitated for a moment before saying, “Our boss wants to do business with you. This time, he wants to treat you to afternoon tea and see if we can continue to cooperate.”

When Vivian heard this, she had a guess in her heart. The corners of her lips curled up slightly. “I’ve done business with many bosses before. I wonder which business deal your boss is doing with me?”

Mao Teng frowned. “You’ll know when you get there. It’s at the teahouse near the trading center.”

Who else could it be other than the counterfeits people? Vivian stopped teasing him, and a cold glint flashed in her eyes. “Then I’ll do as you say.”

Jobs looked at Vivian worriedly. “Boss, I’ll go with you.”

Vivian wasn’t the kind of person who would put on a brave front. Although these translators were often invited by Jobs when he came to M Country, for safety reasons, she chose to bring Jobs with her. She asked Andy to bring 10 people and four guards to go to the appointment.

The teahouse wasn’t far away. After leaving the trading center, he only needed to walk a hundred meters to the right to reach his destination.

There were quite a lot of people drinking afternoon tea inside, and some were even chatting.

Wu Min was eating shrimp dumplings. When he heard the sound, he looked up at Vivian and was surprised.
After Vivian left the trading center, she no longer wore a mask and revealed her entire face. Mao Teng was a little stunned when he saw her.

Wu Min didn’t get up. He smiled and pointed to the seat opposite her. “Please have a seat, Miss Vivian.”

Vivian looked at the two people standing behind Wu Min and asked Andy and the guards to stay behind. The rest of them had to leave the shop. It was safer to have people inside and outside.

After sitting down, Vivian asked directly, “How should I address you, Sir?”

Wu Min gave his name and handed Vivian a menu. “It’s your first time here, Miss Vivian. I don’t think you’ve been to our teahouse before, have you?”

Vivian took it and glanced at the menu that was all in M Country language. She casually ordered a cup of coffee and looked at Wu Min with a smile. “Thank you, Mr. Wu, for giving me this special experience.”