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    When they returned to the villa, they saw a large truck coming from the farm next door. A group of foreign men wearing suspenders and jeans were surrounding the entire farm to catch those huge turkeys.

    "God, look what they are doing. Did Old Tom sell all the turkeys on the farm?"

    Rose covered her chest: "But, Thanksgiving is over now."

    "I don't think it has anything to do with Thanksgiving." Although Zhao Muchen didn't know the relationship between turkeys and Thanksgiving, it didn't affect his judgment. "Qiu Yue must have arranged these turkeys because he wanted to avenge yesterday."

    "No way!"

    Rose also wanted to argue with her son-in-law, but her daughter mercilessly rejected her, "It must be him. I don't know what he is going to do."

    Ai Yunyun knows her man too well. Not even a human can dare to let him suffer such a big loss, let alone a turkey.

    Father Ai, who had already gotten out of the car to inquire, came back, "I just asked the workers, and they said that suddenly a big customer ordered all these turkeys, and he said they were the ones that needed to be shed."

    There is no need to guess this time, Qiu Yue must have done it.

    ¡°I don¡¯t know what he wants so many turkeys for!¡±

    Ai Yunyun was quite speechless about what her man had done. Her warning when leaving in the morning had no effect.

    Back to the villa, you can see Qiu Yue standing on the steps of the villa at a glance, using a telescope to watch the lively scene of the farm next door, with a hint of pride in the corner of his mouth.

    Ai Yunyun couldn't help but question him, and he answered rationally: "Dear, I don't have any trouble with the turkeys. I considered that Valentine's Day is just these days, and my company's employees  We haven¡¯t given out any benefits yet, but the colors of these turkeys are auspicious and suitable for serving on Valentine¡¯s Day.¡±

    Qiu Yue smiled with a gentle expression on his face, although what he said had nothing to do with gentleness.

    "Oh, by the way, dear, we will also have turkey tomorrow night, the roasted kind. I asked them to save the two fattest ones for me and send them to the best Chinese restaurant here, and let them follow the recipe of Peking duck.  Made this way, absolutely delicious.¡±

    Everyone was speechless as to how much they hated turkey, but the roast turkey tomorrow night was worth looking forward to. After all, Fu Lanxiang and his wife had never eaten turkey.

    What is worth looking forward to the next day is not only the delicious food on the table, but also Zhao Muchen and the others¡¯ inspection and study of the best local medical device factory.

    On this day, Fu Lanxiang and Rose were going to meet the model appointed by the clothing studio for the last trial, so they could not accompany Zhao Muchen.

    "It doesn't matter, Qiu Yue will go with me, you don't have to worry about me."

    Since they experienced the turkey war together, the relationship between the two of them has become much stronger than before. They no longer dislike each other and can communicate normally together.

    Especially when it comes to big things, both of them are career-oriented men. When making decisions, it¡¯s easy to think of one place.

    "Okay, then you go ahead. If anything happens, we can come back and discuss it in the evening."

    After the couple finished their discussion, they each got into cars heading in different directions.

    When Fu Lanxiang and Rose arrived at the clothing studio, the specially commissioned model was already putting on makeup and changing clothes in the dressing room.

    "Let's go over and take a look. They will have a rehearsal soon. They have had several rehearsals before. If there are no accidents, today will be the last one."

    After Rose introduced Fu Lanxiang, they also walked to the dressing room. They saw tall, three-dimensional models already in their seats. Although the dressing room was a little noisy, it was orderly and well-organized.

    After they came in, one of them, a blonde beauty who was walking around the dressing table, came over and greeted Rose, "Boss, everything is ready. Do you want the rehearsal to start now?"

    She spoke English very quickly. Fu Lanxiang, who had studied English for a while, could not understand what she was saying. It was only after Rose translated it that she understood what it meant.

    ????????????????? It¡¯s still not possible. In the future, she will have to deal with foreigners, so she still needs to practice her spoken English. When she returns to China, she will spend money to hire a good English teacher and learn from them.

    "The rehearsal can begin. Oh, this is Ms. Fu Lanxiang, the chairman of the China Region, and this is my assistant Betty."

    After Rose¡¯s introduction, Betty greeted Fu Lanxiang cheerfully, ¡°Hello!¡±

    Although the Chinese pronunciation is relatively stiff, it is much easier to understand what she is saying than listening to her speak English before.

      "Hello!" Fu Lanxiang replied and asked her, "Can you speak Chinese?"

    "A little bit, a few words!"

    When saying these words, it would be easier to say 'hello'. Fu Lanxiang guessed for a while and believed that Betty was not polite.

    After Betty said hello, she went to work, and the two of them went to the front desk to sit, waiting for the rehearsal.

    "Most of this collection was designed by you, especially the finale. I designed a few of the rest. Oh, by the way, do you want to participate in the rehearsal today and put into practice what we talked about before?  What about the fitting display of the final piece of clothing in the finale series?¡±

    Rose had proposed it before, and she neither agreed nor objected. Now that Rose brought it up again, she couldn't say anything else, so she had to agree.

    The two people who had just sat down went back to the dressing room. Betty took her to the innermost independent dressing room. A professional makeup artist applied her makeup personally, and two employees helped her change clothes.

    "Wow, miss Fu, you are so beautiful."

    It¡¯s still the kind of Chinese where you don¡¯t know what to say for a moment. You have to think about it for a while and then connect the previous and later sentences and observe the expressions before you can react.

    She couldn't stand Betty speaking Chinese like this, and began to pray that the other party would still speak English. At least the other party knew that she really didn't understand, and she didn't need to think about it.

    The rehearsal here at Rose is no different from the formal show. It completely follows the process of the day of the show, and every step is accurate.

    Fu Lanxiang was the last one to appear in the finale. Under the background of lights and music, she walked calmly on the straight T-shaped stage. Even if she was a little nervous, she suppressed it well.  After all, she also wore this outfit once during a show in China, and she looked no worse than a professional model.

    Rose was quite satisfied with her performance, "It was better than your last performance in China."

    After the rehearsal, they agreed on some details before returning to the villa.  When they went back, Zhao Muchen and the others had already returned.

    "Everything is going well on my side, but what about you? Have you seen anything new that is suitable for us?"

    "I've seen too much," Zhao Muchen said with a slightly excited tone, "This time is really not in vain. I also got a lot of introductions to advanced machinery. You should also take a look."

    While he was talking, he handed a bunch of color-printed information to his wife.

    At this time, Qiu Yue had already sat down at the dining table, "We can talk about those things after dinner without delay, but the newly baked turkey must not be delayed."

    If these turkeys that had offended him could not enter his stomach, he would not be willing to do so.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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