"Hehe, it seems our Miss Zijun must be a college graduate, right?" Wang Xiaoqiang laughed.

"Of course, I am a distinguished graduate from Yan Capital University specializing in Marketing and Planning..." Zijun proudly replied, without a hint of modesty, lifting her chin confidently.

"Really? Then why would such a distinguished graduate like you come to the United States to work in the service industry?"

"I came to the United States just to gain some experience and to seek better opportunities... I didn't plan to work in the service industry long-term," Zijun explained.

"Alright, Miss Zijun, you have been hired as the sales director of my company..." Wang Xiaoqiang said seriously.

"Go on, get serious..." Zijun pushed Wang Xiaoqiang.

"Hey, I am being serious. How much more serious do you want me to be...?" Wang Xiaoqiang was at a loss for words, wondering why she still didn't believe him.

Just then, a waiter came by, saying there was an issue downstairs.

Upon hearing this, Zijun nodded at the waiter, saying she would be right there, then apologized to Wang Xiaoqiang, "Hey, I still have to work. Let's talk after my shift..."

Wang Xiaoqiang nodded and left for Melian's place.

Melian was leaning over a desk, intently sculpting with a shell casing as material. She was carving a human face, bearing a striking resemblance to Wang Xiaoqiang.

At that moment, Wang Xiaoqiang didn't notice the sculpture; his focus was on Melian.

Wang Xiaoqiang really admired the free and optimistic nature of Americans; although he had a relationship with Melian, she never cared about his private life nor allowed him to meddle in hers. Sometimes, she saw Wang Xiaoqiang bringing women to the villa to sleep, but she never got jealous. When Wang Xiaoqiang visited next time, she still treated him well with good wine and food, and let him stay with her at night.

Wang Xiaoqiang felt this arrangement was quite good. At least there were no obligations.

Wang Xiaoqiang walked up to her, close, "Baby, what are you doing?"

"Uh, honey, don't startle me, I'm sculpting you..."

"Sculpting me, why would you sculpt me...?"

"For no reason, just felt like it..."

"Baby, now I'm going to startle you..."

"Mmm, my love, let's talk after I finish this..." Melian turned around and kissed Wang Xiaoqiang.

"It's okay, baby, we can sculpt together..."

"Mmm, really? But I'm afraid I might mess up your face..."

"It's alright, if we mess it up, we'll do it again..."

Having said that, Wang Xiaoqiang took action, picked up a carving knife, and started sculpting with Melian.

In the end, the eggshell with Wang Xiaoqiang's face was indeed ruined.

Melian picked up another eggshell, and they continued "sculpting."

"Melian, how come there are fewer sculptors using my eggs recently...?"

"Dear, you must understand this principle, everything that flourishes must decline. Everything is only popular for a while, especially in the cultural industry. Once it's outdated, it's like trash..."

"Baby, are you saying my eggs have become trash?" Wang Xiaoqiang lamented.

"My love, if gold were everywhere in the world, would it still be so precious?" Melian said, "Wang, in my view, it's better to change your marketing strategy and look further ahead..."

Melian paused here, stretched out her arm, reached towards the bedside table, opened a drawer and took out a business card:

"Honey, a large sculpture manufacturer has contacted me several times to acquire your eggs as sculpting material. You know I dislike hassle, so if you agree, you can just get directly in touch with them..." Melian placed the business card on Wang Xiaoqiang.

"Uh, thank you." Wang Xiaoqiang kept the business card.

"Dear, you are becoming more and more famous. I should make a sculpture of your portrait and make a fortune in the future..." Melian half-joked.

"No way, Melian, even you've turned all vulgar... This isn't at all like an artist..."

"Being an artist requires strategy too, otherwise you can't make money or become famous. Take for example, sculpting an ordinary old farmer versus sculpting the 'Vegetable King' of the United States, which one draws more attention..."

"Maybe the former has more vitality, could become a timeless piece of art..."

"But the latter makes it easier to get noticed, and only after getting noticed can it become art..." Melian said.

Wang Xiaoqiang thought about it and realized she had a point. Back in the day, sculptures of Grandpa Mao were popular, yet he never heard of sculptures of ordinary people being in vogue.

Wang Xiaoqiang hadn't expected that now, being famous himself, sculptors like Melian would start using him to gain fame and fortune.

"This kind of behavior severely infringes on my rights to likeness and reputation, I must punish you..."

"Ah, not at all, you're so vengeful..." Melian exclaimed,

After hanging around at Melian's until after four in the afternoon, Wang Xiaoqiang got up and went to Allen Hotel to find Zijun. Upon arriving at the hotel entrance, he called her, and soon, Zijun came out, but she wasn't alone—Wu Yue and Jiang Fei also followed, much to Zijun's reluctance. However, unable to withstand her roommates' persistent coaxing, she had to agree to their company.

Wang Xiaoqiang didn't mind; after all, he wasn't just there to date Zijun but primarily to get her to help with his business.

The three girls had changed into casual clothes, which Wang Xiaoqiang slightly regretted because he thought they looked more stylish and tasteful in their hotel uniforms.

Just like last time, the four of them went clubbing together. On the way back, seeing the three girls sobering up from their club trance, Wang Xiaoqiang then mentioned the job offer to Zijun.

It was only then that Zijun believed Wang Xiaoqiang was serious about offering her a job, and she felt very pleased. However, before she could respond, Wu Yue and Jiang Fei excitedly said, "Brother Qiang, take us with you... We've wanted to work with you for a long time..."

Service isn't an easy line of work, facing customers with a smile every day, sometimes even having to endure humiliation. But they couldn't find better jobs, and hearing Wang Xiaoqiang was hiring, they fantasized about joining his company—working for a fellow countryman seemed much better.

"Sure," Wang Xiaoqiang thought, considering his sales company always needed clerks, typists, and salespeople; the two girls were fully capable of these roles.

The two girls had not expected their dreams to turn into reality so quickly and immediately jumped up, each taking one of Wang Xiaoqiang's arms, "You can't back out now..."

"I won't back out, I won't back out..." Wang Xiaoqiang shrank his neck.

"Hey, you guys..." Zijun pointed at her two friends, displeased, "Now you've learned how to rob and pillage..."

The two girls got the hint, then released Wang Xiaoqiang's arms, grabbed Zijun's arms instead, and pulled her to Wang Xiaoqiang's side, intertwining their hands, "Look, what a perfect match..."

Zijun blushed but did not resist.

Three days later, the three girls came to report at the company.

The Jason Group was already a large company; the tall stand-alone office building was very imposing. The three girls were extremely excited just seeing the building. When they entered and saw the luxurious lobby and the clean, tidy offices, they felt like they were dreaming.

Wang Xiaoqiang quickly finalized their jobs, appointing Zijun as the sales director and the other two girls as clerks.

A drought had hit the Western United States, as it hadn't rained for one and a half months, leaving most farms severely water-deficient.

Only Wang Xiaoqiang's farm was without any signs of drought.

Bordeaux Farm's foreman, Robert, was puzzled. The weather was terribly dry, so why didn't the vegetables in the field show any signs of drought?

Dolly Farm's foreman, Rolando, was also puzzled because Dolly Farm's vegetables didn't show signs of drought either!

Although this was good for the farms and for him, it was somewhat mysterious. Not only the foremen but also the other farm workers found it strange. Whenever they saw Wang Xiaoqiang, they would ask, "Boss, why don't our vegetables show any signs of drought...?"

Wang Xiaoqiang would then counter, "Do you want our vegetables to die of drought?"

The other party would immediately shut up, their faces turning red, speechless and extremely embarrassed.

Wang Xiaoqiang would add, "Only heaven knows about these things, like your so-called God. If you want to know, go ask him..."

At that, a peculiar smile would appear on their faces, "This little boss, quite the humorist, but boy is he lucky..."

The drought caused this season's farm crops, including vegetables, to significantly decrease in yield. A reduced yield meant higher prices. However, both Bordeaux and Dolly Farms had no reduction in vegetable production and the quality hadn't diminished. With prices rising, they were pushed even higher than before, and Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but make a tidy profit! After the fall of Jason and his son, Wang Xiaoqiang had completely opened up the market in the Western United States. Now, Wang Xiaoqiang's vegetables accounted for eighty percent of the market share, with daily sales amounting to tens of millions of US dollars. He truly was rolling in wealth—Wang Xiaoqiang had become the undisputed 'Vegetable King' of the United States! (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit qidian.com to vote for it or give it a monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)

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