Lu Ao hadn't expected Weng Qian to make the trip personally. "Wouldn't that be too much trouble?"
"It's fine. I was already planning to go to R Country to order a batch of ingredients, so I can handle both matters at once."
"Thanks for your hard work. If there's anything I can do, don't hesitate to ask."
"It's business. What's there to call hard work? Don't be so polite." Weng Qian said, "Let's try working together first. Maybe we'll have plenty of opportunities to cooperate in the future."
"That's certainly possible."
As they spoke, the plane carrying the Moonfish and the other Bluefin Tuna arrived.
Lu Ao called Weng Qian over to inspect them.
Weng Qian had brought along his purchasing manager. Once both sides confirmed that there were no issues, they contacted the relevant government staff and had them come over to register and conduct quarantine inspections.
After all that fuss, Weng Qian hurried off to R Country, while Lu Ao went over the remaining arrangements with his employees.
It was past four in the afternoon by the time everything had finally been settled. Lu Ao left Weng Qian's hotel, intending to return to the village.
He should have taken the train and then transferred to a bus, making his way back to the village slowly. But he had been exhausted these past few days, and a rare lazy impulse came over him. He no longer wanted to go through all that trouble, so he called Song Zhou directly.
There was a faint electrical crackle on the line. Others might not have been able to hear it, but it was crystal clear to Lu Ao.
Not only could he hear the static, he could also hear his own heart thudding inside his chest.
His heart was beating so fast,