The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 595 - 595 563 Not All Bad

595: Chapter 563: Not All Bad 595: Chapter 563: Not All Bad “Mr.

Liu, hello!

Hello!” Mike’s Chinese was very fluent.

“Hello!” Liu Hun had just sat down when he noticed two cups of coffee on the table, one in front of him and one in front of Mike, both untouched.

“Oh, right!

Mr.

Mike, I just saw a very sexy lady at the elevator entrance looking for you.

Why don’t you go see her, don’t keep her waiting.”

As soon as Mike heard this, his eyes lit up, and he said to Liu Hun, “Mr.

Liu, please wait for a moment, I’ll be right back.” He then left the rooftop.

Meanwhile, Liu Hun took the chance to spitefully spit a thick gob of phlegm into his own cup and then switched his cup with Mike’s.

Three minutes later, Mike came back and asked in confusion, “Mr.

Liu, did you perhaps hear wrong?

No one was looking for me.”

Liu Hun frowned, pretending to be clueless, and said, “Oh, is that so?

I heard her say ‘Jack.’ Isn’t that what ‘Mike’ means?”

Mike pursed his lips, thinking Liu Hun was really an idiot, unable to understand even basic English, but he smiled helplessly and said, “Not me, you heard wrong.”

“Then it was a misunderstanding, my apologies for making you go for nothing.” As he spoke, Liu Hun picked up the coffee nearby and took a sip, savoring it.

“Your company’s coffee is quite good, Mr.

Mike, you try it too.”

Seeing this, Mike was almost bursting with joy inside, not believing that this fool had actually drunk his own saliva.

Feeling delighted, Mike also picked up the coffee in front of him and took a big gulp, suddenly feeling something was off, “Today’s coffee…”

“Does your company’s coffee please you very much?” Liu Hun asked, barely holding back a laugh.

“Yes, yes, very pleasing!

Very pleasing!

You drink too.” Saying this, Mike took another big gulp.

After finishing their coffee, Mike reluctantly told Liu Hun, “Mr.

Liu, your proposal was very good, very sincere, but our president… oh, I’m really sorry, it was a waste of your time.”

“It’s alright, it’s my honor to have met a talent like you, Mr.

Mike.” Liu Hun smiled and shook hands with Mike.

Mike finished the last bit of coffee in his cup, which was made from the company’s best coffee beans, then stood up and said, “Sorry, I have another meeting at two o’clock sharp, I really apologize for not being able to see you out.”

“No problem!

No problem!” Liu Hun waved his hand politely.

Not until Mike had left the rooftop did Liu Hun burst into hearty laughter, he couldn’t imagine what the taste of that adulterated coffee was like.

Looking at his watch, it was almost two o’clock sharp.

Liu Hun, holding the proposal, asked his way to the meeting room door.

Standing there, he thought for a long time and finally decided to brave the meeting room and directly present his proposal to the president of Marvell, firmly believing in the vast market and prospects of the Mainland, and importantly, he had to be responsible for the words he had said to Xiao Yanzi.

Liu Hun boldly opened the door of the meeting room, only to find the entire room dark except for a light shining on the chairman’s area.

It turned out, Marvell’s market development department was presenting their future plans via a slideshow to the entire board of directors.

Liu Hun embarrassingly realized that no one had noticed he had entered.

He casually found a corner and began watching as well.

While watching, he suddenly felt something was amiss.

Although the slideshow was in English, which he could understand, the series of slides were talking about the importance and vast prospects of the Mainland market, essentially an English version of his own proposal.

Hah!

The Americans are really deceitful, thinking they had thrown it in the toilet but had actually claimed it for themselves, Liu Hun thought bitterly to himself.

Then he suddenly heard a voice next to him, a voice he recognized from the elevator.

“Mike is really a cunning guy, claiming he threw that Mainlander’s proposal in the toilet, but in reality, he had sneaked it for himself, dammit.

I actually believed him.

Now he’s really shown himself off in front of the board.”

“Indeed, and he even got rid of that Mainlander, now even if we expose him, we won’t find the evidence, dammit.

This time, the position of assistant manager is definitely his.”

The two foreigners whispered to each other, filled with resentment towards Mike.

Though Liu Hun despised Mike, he decided not to help out this English-greeting foreigner.

As the slideshow continued, Liu Hun gradually noticed a problem—Mike had not straightforwardly copied his plan.

He had intentionally downplayed many negative factors of the Mainland market, just as Xia Yanran had said.

Perhaps the Chinese people, accustomed to drinking tea, would not take to the expensive and unpalatable coffee, yet Mike had deliberately exaggerated the Mainland’s advantages.

While the slideshow was still playing, Liu Hun intentionally said in English, “Mike’s proposal is quite good, but he artificially magnifies the advantages of the Mainland market while deliberately covering up its drawbacks.” With that, Liu Hun expressed his thoughts in English, allowing the two foreigners by his side to hear.

Then, taking advantage of the meeting room’s lights still being off, he quickly moved from the spot, leaving the two who recognized him.

“Snap!” The meeting room suddenly lit up, and a silver-haired foreign man in his fifties said, “I think Mike’s plan is very good.

Across the whole world, markets that can be developed have been fully exploited.

investing ten dollars in these markets might just earn a pitiful one dollar, which is absolutely not what we want.

However, the vast Mainland market, with a population of 1.2 billion, even if only ten million buy our products, it’s a tremendous market.

Plus, in this undeveloped Mainland, we are pioneers with no competitors.

Investing one dollar, we can earn ten dollars, gentlemen, why not?”