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In the next week, I met Liang Heng in two private meetings, and fully explained the overall plan of releasing the news to the giant next door.He still readily agreed, making it hard to distinguish whether it was due to his loyalty, or because the big boss was behind the scenes and made some kind of arrangement silently.

Combining his personality, dress and daily habits, I really can't guess that he has a net worth of tens of billions.

Behind the surface, does his wealth come from a unique dividend of the times, or is it based on a noble personality that is aloof?I also thought of those upstarts who got rich because of virtual currency, most of them ended up embarrassing.

What is luck and what is fate?

In this world, I still only believe in my own ability.However, there is always a force stronger than the force in the world. At this time, I can only look forward to the favor—whose favor will come from?

I can't tell.

At the end of September, Rajiv arrived in Singapore.

Since he was departing from Mumbai and did not meet the conditions for home quarantine, Rajiv was arranged to be quarantined in a hotel for the past two weeks.Miss Pender and I stood on the sidewalk opposite the building and waved to Rajiv who was on the balcony.

His figure looks very strong, with smooth and powerful outlines, which is better than the impression left in the official website photos.Miss Pender and he dialed the video, but I was a little embarrassed and avoided showing up.

She didn't see much point in my delay, though: Rajiv lived very close to her home in Singapore, and when he came out, we were bound to see each other more than once.Only then did I know that the mansion in Sentosa belonged to him.

But Miss Pan De is obviously as nervous as I am.

Is this the self-confidence after having the support of family members?She was not flushed or out of breath when she told a lie.

After leaving our company's project, Ms. Pan De is a little freer than before, going to the hotel to see her brother every day.I got the feeling that she was less repulsed by Rajiv's presence than she herself claimed to be.

Later, I took the time to accompany her to go there twice, each time they had to talk for a while on the mobile phone, and when they left, they always said goodbye repeatedly, separated by tens of meters of space, the two waved repeatedly—the last time I went with her When I was there, I recorded a face in the video and greeted Rajiv briefly.

He looks a lot like Miss Pender, especially when he squints or laughs.And the threatening tone of the two people is also very similar: I don't know if it is a threat, but at least when Rajiv said "I will ask you carefully after meeting", he seemed to hide his knife in his smile, which made me sweat.

In terms of official affairs, our hard work has not been in vain.The big boss has successfully connected with the "strategic partner" we unilaterally determined, and Jocelyn went to the Accounting and Enterprise Administration in person to give her enough momentum.Kevin came to me three times, and his attitude became more severe each time, and my confidence was accumulated time and time again.

In late October, our "strategic partners" have started secret discussions with us about the attendees of the fair.They attach great importance to this and will send people directly from the country.The specific details are handled by Jocelyn, maybe because she thinks I have meritorious service, or there is still room for me in the follow-up, she will occasionally mention a progress to me.

As for BCG, due to the stamina of the hands and feet of the Vietnam affairs, and the absence of Miss Pan De here, their progress has been greatly delayed.

To tell you the truth, I've been pretty smug these days.

—except today.

This Sunday, for the first time ever, Miss Pande took a leave of absence from the dance classroom, and started preparing meals in the morning.Rajiv has resumed his normal activities. He was busy with his business a few days ago, and today is our first official meeting.

I dragged Miss Pender to practice with me for an hour on a personal situation question-and-answer session on Saturday night.

Rajiv was tall and beardless, looking younger than his age.His trousers are extremely beautifully made, and I noticed it in a blink of an eye. The cleanly cut white T-shirt on his upper body is also high-end visible to the naked eye.

Within 5 minutes of talking, I found out that he is a fan of rare blended fabrics like me.

Miss Pender was temporarily forgotten by me.

Entrepreneurs of large groups are usually very familiar with their core business, but they specialize in the technical industry, and most of them are not as good at the technical level.Some people start from scratch as a technical backbone, and even if they are far away from the front line, they always retain their enthusiasm for technology itself.

Based on his background, I thought he was at least a fancier, but I didn't expect him to know everything from raw materials to craftsmanship, and he could talk about every detail in the upper, middle and lower reaches.This is simply an expert who fell from the sky. Although I tried my best to restrain myself, I couldn't help asking a lot of questions, and I didn't even know what food I stuffed into my mouth.

I frowned: "What is this?"

"Vegetarian mutton without sauce." Miss Pender gave me a sideways look. "So now you're out of your world?"

I was choked by her sudden hostility, and I couldn't speak immediately.For a long time, I couldn't react, and I was completely confused about her attitude.

Rajiv laughed. "She's jealous."

"I didn't." Miss Pan De frowned tightly, her eyebrows raised high, she was obviously very dissatisfied with his speech, "I made so many dishes, and you all didn't eat them with gratitude."

"I'm always thankful." I looked at her, not wanting to be overly intimate, just saying, "I've gained about two kilos lately. My weight is usually very stable, so I can't even use it lately. excuses to explain, or to comfort myself—it’s all because your dishes are so delicious!”

Miss Pan De still had a serious expression, and the curvature of her mouth was strictly controlled by her: "Exaggeration is sometimes a sin."

"Jealousy is sometimes a sin," Rajiv said.He was such a wonderful person that when he spoke, Miss Pender stopped talking.

If I say this, it is estimated that the two of us can compete for a follow-up of [-] rounds.But I couldn't help laughing, and Rajiv looked at me and said, "I know you are interested in the texture of fabrics and even weaving techniques. I gave Sonia several lessons this spring."

"Rajiv." Miss Pender called his name.This time, there was no expression on her face at all.

Angry.

I try to minimize my presence.

"What he's talking about is a completely unrelated unreasonable association." Miss Pender turned to look at me, obviously, my attempt failed, "I hope this outright lie won't affect your judgment. "

"I'm not going to make any judgments," I whispered.

"She is not interested in the finishing of yarn, raw materials and fabrics." Rajiv didn't seem to have any scruples when tearing things down, and I couldn't even find traces of schadenfreude on his face, "But my sister has always been very It is a fact that it is good at picking the most expensive one out of hundreds of fabrics."

I feel the same way.She seems to have a natural sensibility for fine fabrics: it's easy to tell the good from the bad, but it's certainly admirable to be able to find the rarest and most interesting piece out of a hundred top-quality materials.

But how dare I agree with Rajiv at such a time, and today is the first time we have met formally, and I also feel a little embarrassed on his side.

I can only say: "When talking about textiles with Sonia, she always has some very cutting-edge insights. In terms of the industrial chain, her views have also brought me a lot of inspiration. The ready-made garment industry is really important to fabric manufacturers. They constitute a shocking and even disruptive impact."

Rajiv raised his eyebrows, nodded, and looked at Miss Pender again: "I didn't know you would talk about the industry situation. I thought you didn't like me and my father's work."

"I won't go back." Miss Pan De said immediately.

"I'm not talking about this." He couldn't laugh or cry, "Yao, I have to say, what you talked about are Sonia's personal views, and don't represent the positions of professionals."

Miss Pan De narrowed her eyes: "Just now you were still emphasizing that you taught me a lesson."

"That's not my exact words."

"Ha." Miss Pan De had a meaningful expression on her face, "Then 'doesn't represent the position of professionals', what are you trying to say?"

"It's literally." Rajiv said, "Your thoughts don't mean mine."

She immediately asked: "From what point of view, my opinion is just 'Sonia's personal', and yours has become a 'professional's position'?"

Rajiv opened his mouth: "I'm sorry. You know I'm in this business and have been studying and practicing in this field for more than 20 years, right?"

Miss Pender folded her arms and rolled her eyes.

I cleared my throat, covered my smile, and asked, "What made you choose to specialize in textile science instead of business administration?"

"Our dad hates business studies." Rajiv shrugged and shook his head. "He thinks business studies are just a cover. A bunch of kids from rich families exchange resources with each other in a scholastic environment, using all kinds of high-sounding Spend the money allocated by the trust fund for the reason, and after graduation, you can’t even earn a fraction of the mountain of money you’re lying on.”

"Wow." This view is extremely sharp and one-sided. Normally, I wouldn't believe anything, and it came from a capitalist.

Of course, Rajiv and Miss Pender did not fit the general impression given by their social status.For example, I didn't expect Rajiv to speak a hybrid accent without any regional characteristics.

According to Ms. Pande, Rajiv completed his university studies in the UK, and he usually travels between India and the UK from time to time. In addition, the middle and upper classes of the Commonwealth countries always have a very ambiguous respect for the British accent. I thought that in his capacity, he should consider working on this aspect.

This kind of thing is not uncommon, and it is not unique to the Commonwealth of Nations.When I was in middle school, there were often discussions among my classmates about which is better, British accent or American accent. with any formal correctness.

There are exceptions to everything, though: at this point, the exceptions are clearly racist—

No one like that exists in a bright house.

I looked at Rajiv, who was keeping a low profile. The two of them really resembled each other.Even if they don't know it, if they hear that they are brother and sister, they will only feel that it is so.