The distinguished man furrowed his brow and grunted, "Cheng Laotou, are you trying to steal her from me?"
Cheng Jiang didn't take kindly to that. "What stealing? The old man wants to take her as his apprentice!"
Fifth Master Rong cast a disdainful look at him.
Nan Huan watched the two of them and couldn't help but chuckle.
Both Fifth Master Rong and Cheng Jiang turned their attention to Nan Huan. She, in turn, composed herself and politely said, "Thank you, President Cheng, for your kind offer, but..."
"Eh, I don't like 'buts'!" Cheng Jiang interrupted resolutely.
Nan Huan hesitated, and Fifth Master Rong wasn't pleased. He chided Cheng Jiang, "Let her finish what she wants to say, Cheng Laotou."
Cheng Jiang huffed. "Fine, let her finish then."
Fifth Master Rong raised an eyebrow.
"Finish what you want to say," Cheng Jiang urged impatiently.
Nan Huan felt embarrassed. "President Cheng, I already have a master."
Cheng Jiang persisted, "Having a master doesn't mean you can't take on another one. I can be your second master."
Nan Huan was at a loss for words. She felt cornered. "President Cheng..."
Cheng Jiang interjected, "Is it because you look down on me?"
Nan Huan stammered, "No, it's not like that..."
"Enough!" Cheng Jiang waved his hand dismissively and stormed off in frustration.
Nan Huan looked embarrassed and turned to Fifth Master Rong. "Did I offend President Cheng?"
"Fret not, he has a big heart," Fifth Master Rong said.
Nan Huan let out a sigh of relief and walked ahead, leaving the venue.
Inside the antique car, Fifth Master Rong took off his black suit, revealing a crisp white dress shirt underneath. He unbuttoned the top buttons and drove with one hand on the gearshift, exuding a handsome charm.
Nan Huan, feeling tired, rested inside the car, clutching the safety rope and leaning against the window.
Fifth Master Rong's dark eyes flickered as he asked, "Do you want to take a nap?"
"No, I'm fine," Nan Huan replied softly.
"Hmm."
Nan Huan then asked, "Fifth Master, are you interested in an investment opportunity?"
Investment? Fifth Master Rong recalled how Nan Huan had enlisted a young man online to help with her investments on the international technology network.
"What kind of investment?" Fifth Master Rong inquired with curiosity.
"I have a company..." Nan Huan's bright eyes locked onto him as she continued, "We've developed a new machine, and we're planning to take it public. However, we lack the necessary investment and market reach. I thought this might be a lucrative opportunity for you to consider."
Fifth Master Rong realized she was referring to the recycling machine developed by the Xie Environmental Protection Company, the one that had struggled to secure investment for a while.
"Is this about the recycling machine from Xie Environmental Protection Company?" Fifth Master Rong asked directly.
Nan Huan was taken aback by his straightforwardness.
"Mr. Rong, we're not incapable of securing investments. We simply don't want to share this 'fat piece of meat' with others," Nan Huan responded.
"I see. In that case, I'm honored," Fifth Master Rong replied with a smile. "But the Rong Corporation never blindly invests. If you want to secure an investment from me, you'll need to show some sincerity."
Fifth Master Rong's deep, dark eyes locked onto her lips.
Nan Huan's plump, inviting lips parted slightly, making her look alluring.
She must understand what kind of sincerity he was looking for.
She adjusted her face and said, "Well then, let's go to the company first. I'll introduce you to our products."
Fifth Master Rong raised an eyebrow. "Do I really need to visit the investment company personally?"
Nan Huan replied casually, "Yes."
Fifth Master Rong chuckled, "Alright, I can't argue with you."
They continued their drive to the outskirts, where they arrived at a waste sorting facility. Outside the facility, large waste sorting machines were noisily at work, processing the city's garbage.
A massive warehouse contained recyclables, while a few giant machines nearby were processing these recyclables. Another warehouse housed metal products, with numerous workers sorting them. Finally, there was a highly advanced chemical warehouse where scientists were busy at work.
Nan Huan asked Fifth Master Rong to take a detour and showed him the various sections of the facility, including the giant machines, to give him a sense of the scale and importance of their operations. Only after she noticed the amazement on Fifth Master Rong's face did she lead him to the scientific warehouse.
Exiting the car, Nan Huan led Fifth Master Rong inside. It was a sterile, well-maintained environment, completely at odds with the waste sorting outside. They followed a white corridor that led to the research area.
"Mr. Rong, this place is very clean, disinfected regularly, and equipped with 24-hour air purification systems," Nan Huan explained. "We also have sterile rooms for specific tasks, which are even cleaner."
Fifth Master Rong nodded in approval.
They eventually reached the research area dedicated to the recycling machine. Next to a prototype of the machine, Nan Huan introduced it. "This is a machine designed specifically for recycling precious metals. Our research team has perfected the precision of detecting these metals, making it a cost-effective model. Would you like to give it a try?"
Fifth Master Rong raised an eyebrow.
"Am I here to try out a recycling machine?" he asked.
Nan Huan chuckled. "Not exactly, but it's good to see it in action."
She picked up a rough gemstone nearby and, using WeChat, scanned the ID. The machine quickly analyzed the stone's composition and estimated its recycling value.
Nan Huan agreed to the recycling, and the machine swallowed the gemstone before transferring the corresponding value directly into her account.
Fifth Master Rong's eyes gleamed with interest.
Nan Huan explained, "Every transaction has to be registered under real names, ensuring accountability. Therefore, we've integrated WeChat for client login, video transactions, and direct fund transfers into clients' recycling accounts."
Fifth Master Rong was becoming increasingly intrigued by the recycling machine.
(End of this chapter)
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