Milan's words made Wang Xiaoqiang feel a bit awkward again—the girls from the United States indeed tend to be quite direct. However, Milan was perhaps too straightforward. Wang Xiaoqiang of course understood that the girl in front of him merely idolized him as if he were a star, not truly liking him for himself. At that moment, he replied, "If Mikoer were here, she would feel that what you just said was undervalued..."

Wang Xiaoqiang's words surprised Milan. Just then, Mikoer came over with two stemmed glasses in hand and placed them on the table, smiling at Wang Xiaoqiang, "What are you guys talking about me?"

"Nothing, they were just saying how pretty you are!" Wang Xiaoqiang shrugged.

The four of them sat around the table. Wang Xiaoqiang took out a bottle of fruit wine that Luo Ke had brought, gripped the bottle with his right hand and the neck with his left hand, and with a push of his thumb against the cap, the Aura of Geng Metal surged and, with a pop sound, the cap opened.

Although it was a casual move, it made Luo Ke and his daughter marvel at Wang Xiaoqiang's strength.

Once the cap was removed, the aroma of the fruit wine spread, a fragrance filling the air.

"Then I'll have a taste of your homemade fruit wine..." Wang Xiaoqiang said, as he poured a glass for everyone, "and we'll use it to entertain you guys..."

"Mm, it tastes good!" Wang Xiaoqiang exclaimed after a sip.

"If Mr. Wang likes it, next time I'll have Milan bring some more over..." Luo Ke offered diligently. His main purpose for this visit was to secure a deal, but more importantly, to establish a connection with Wang Xiaoqiang. He most certainly hoped his daughter Milan, who had always admired Wang Xiaoqiang, could establish a romantic relationship with him. Of course, he wasn't thinking of offering his daughter in exchange for the connection, but genuinely wished for Milan, who adored Wang Xiaoqiang, to form a bond with him.

"One box is enough," Wang Xiaoqiang directly refused, then added indifferently, "Alright, let's talk business..."

"Uh, right, business," Luo Ke said, "Mr. Wang, I know that the eggs you've sold before were a thousand US dollars each, and sometimes even reached two thousand dollars. But those are for sculptors, and I'm not a sculptor; I'm a businessman. I don't have the fame of the sculptors, so I can't earn as much as they do. Therefore, I can't pay such a high price..."

Wang Xiaoqiang was also aware that the eggs used as sculpting materials had flooded the market in the United States, and to fetch a good price, one had to achieve exports. Now, it was indeed necessary to suppress the price a bit, so he said directly, "Let's hear your price then..."

"I can only offer eight hundred US dollars each..." Luo Ke said.

"Alright!" Wang Xiaoqiang agreed without hesitation. Eight hundred dollars might not match the previous prices, but it was definitely several times better than selling to restaurants and hotels.

Luo Ke was thrilled that Wang Xiaoqiang agreed so readily. His sculptures were sold overseas, and he was also eyeing markets outside the United States for eggs as sculpting materials. However, exporting abroad meant paying hefty taxes. If the cost of raw materials was too high, there wouldn't be much profit margin. The price of eight hundred dollars per egg was the number he had calculated before his visit. If it were more than eight hundred per egg, it really wouldn't make sense for him.

"Good, Mr. Wang truly has a straightforward way about him!" Luo Ke gave a thumbs up, "Now, how much can Mr. Wang supply at once?"

"Twenty or thirty thousand eggs should be no problem," Wang Xiaoqiang said. Due to poor sales recently, the Chicken Farm's cold storage still had a stockpile, so Wang Xiaoqiang readily promised that quantity.

This was precisely to Luo Ke's taste, knowing that his sculpture factory had a large demand and focused on small profits but high turnover, unlike the individual buyers of eggs before.

"Uh, that's better than good," said Loki joyfully, "If you can supply thirty thousand eggs a month from now on, that would be even better..."

"No problem." To everyone's surprise, Wang Xiaoqiang immediately agreed. With such an arrangement, he could guarantee an income of thirty million US dollars every month. Although for him, the twenty or thirty million could only be considered a small amount, who would complain about having too much money?

Thereupon, after settling the negotiation, Luo Ke and his daughter stood up to leave. At that moment, Milan issued an invitation to Wang Xiaoqiang, "Mr. Wang, it's my birthday the day after tomorrow, and I'm holding a grand birthday party at the Allen Hotel in Los Angeles. I hope you can come..."

Wang Xiaoqiang was just wondering how to decline when Mikoer smiled and said, "Don't worry, we'll both go."

Milan did not expect Mikoer to accompany him and immediately showed her displeasure. However, she could only respond, "Well, I will be overjoyed if you come..."

After speaking, Mikoer left with her father. Standing tall at one meter seventy-five, with an elegant stature, she looked very stylish.

"Dear, has your soul been snatched away?" Mikoer pinched Wang Xiaoqiang's arm.

Wang Xiaoqiang shifted his gaze away from Milan's retreating figure and said indifferently, "Not quite, she's not that pretty..."

"She's just dressed up provocatively. Look at how much skin she's showing off..." said Mikoer with a hint of sourness.

Mikoer's comment seemed to jolt Wang Xiaoqiang's memory, and he immediately recalled how Milan had revealed a lot of skin when they faced each other, which was indeed seductive.

"Dear, she's trying to seduce you..." Mikoer said.

"That proves I have charm..."

"Hmph, I won't let her succeed!" Mikoer was quite jealous.

"I won't be seduced by her," Wang Xiaoqiang reassured her, "All right, baby, don't think about her anymore. I think we should go exercise a bit now. It's good for losing weight..."

Mikoer certainly knew what Wang Xiaoqiang meant by exercise, and she shot him a sideways glance,

"Baby, you're too suspicious. I need to cure you of that..."

It was proven that Wang Xiaoqiang's vegetable seeds were good, achieving a hundred percent germination rate, and his own seeds were also good; they germinated on the first try. That day, Zhong Ping called to say she was pregnant.

Wang Xiaoqiang hurried over.

It wasn't easy to get a forty-year-old pregnant! Although Zhong Ping was already forty, getting pregnant for the first time still called for some comforting, right?

As soon as he entered Zhong Ping's fragrant boudoir, Wang Xiaoqiang held her in his arms. After kissing her forehead, he said softly, "Ping'er, I planted the seed so quickly..."

"Ping'er...?" Hearing this unfamiliar address, Zhong Ping couldn't help but be startled.

"What, you still want me to call you 'Sister'? Can't do that anymore; we can't use that, our child is on the way, can I still call you 'Sister'?" Wang Xiaoqiang said.

Zhong Ping thought it made sense. After the child was born, it wouldn't be proper for Wang Xiaoqiang to still call her 'Sister' in front of the child. Besides, although they outwardly addressed each other as siblings, in reality, they had long since been like husband and wife. Zhong Ping had begun to think of Wang Xiaoqiang as her man. "All right, you can call me that from now on, but in public, you still call me Director Zhong..."

Being able to conceive smoothly at forty, Zhong Ping was indeed very relieved and happy. A woman can only be called a real woman after she has given birth, without having lived in vain. Now, Zhong Ping felt complete, and the man of hers was someone she liked, someone whose career outshone her own.

Moreover, under the direction of Wang Xiaoqiang's career, her assets in the United States had gradually surpassed those in her home country. She was genuinely proud, and now her vast family business would eventually have an heir.

"Hey, Xiaoqiang, do you think I'm carrying a boy or a girl in my belly..." Zhong Ping, like a young girl, pressed her beautiful face into Wang Xiaoqiang's chest.

"Do you prefer a boy or a girl?"

"I like girls, I hope to have a girl..." Zhong Ping said.

Wang Xiaoqiang also hoped Zhong Ping would give birth to a daughter for him, as Xia Guifang had already given him a son, "What if it's a boy?"

"I'll give birth to the boy too." Zhong Ping said, "It's genuinely not easy to get pregnant at this age. I like both sons and daughters..."

"Actually, Sister Ping, you can have as many children as you want... it's all about having good seeds... hehe..." Wang Xiaoqiang laughed, placing his hand on Zhong Ping's belly and sending some Spiritual Energy to protect the fetus. Zhong Ping had a big career, and it would be difficult for her to rest while pregnant, so protecting the fetus was important. Wang Xiaoqiang's seed was going to inherit Zhong Ping's great family business in the future.

"You little rascal, I refuse to be your baby-making machine!" Zhong Ping said with feigned annoyance.

That night, Jiang Xiaoxin called. Wang Xiaoqiang quickly answered, and Jiang Xiaoxin blurted out, "Xiaoqiang, the pitbull downstairs won't stop barking madly, something unusual must be happening... Ah..." Jiang Xiaoxin screamed, and the phone was heard dropping to the floor.

But the sounds of Jiang Xiaoxin's terrified screams still came through. It was clear she was being kidnapped.

"Not good!" Wang Xiaoqiang abruptly sat up, startling Mikoer and also scaring Little Bai, who was in stealth mode.

"What's wrong, baby, what happened..." Mikoer asked with a quivering voice.

"I have to rush to Bordeaux Farm." Wang Xiaoqiang decisively jumped out of bed, dressing quickly while mentally ordering Little Bai to head to Bordeaux Farm to assess the situation.

Little Bai mentally responded and immediately left the house, flying towards Bordeaux Farm.

Once Wang Xiaoqiang was dressed, he instructed Mikoer not to leave the house, then sped off toward Bordeaux Farm. (To be Continued. If you like this work, please head over to Qidian (qidian.com) to give recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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