? When Zhao Guoyang left Millhouse's company and returned to the Sheraton Hotel, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

There was no way, because the talk went too smoothly, Millhouse, who was in high spirits, forced Zhao Guoyang to drink two bottles of red wine, and he was so happy.

After entering the hotel, Zhao Guoyang was about to get on the elevator when he saw the girls walking in outside the gate. Aren’t they Yao Meng, Mu Yiyi and the others?

Yao Meng and the others obviously saw Zhao Guoyang, shouted, and trotted over and surrounded him.

"Mr. Zhao, it's a pity that you didn't come to continue the competition this afternoon..." Mu Yiyi said with a cramped smile on her face.

"What a pity?" Zhao Guoyang said speechlessly, "Do you think you are not losing miserably enough?"

"What! This afternoon, our sisters performed well! They sold 30,000 US dollars of jewelry!"

Mu Yiyi said a little dissatisfied.

Zhao Guoyang was just thinking about the "yacht" now, and he was a little absent-minded.

After hearing this, he said "Hmm": "Not bad, you will continue to work hard tomorrow, and I hope you will succeed!"

After saying that, Zhao Guoyang walked out of the elevator and entered his room.

Seeing the room door closed with a "bang", Mu Yiyi opened her mouth and looked at Zhao Siyan beside her with a blank expression.

"Sister Siyan, this... Mr. Zhao couldn't have taken the wrong medicine, why did he not react at all when he told him?"

Zhao Siyan was also confused. She looked at Yao Meng with help, naturally thinking that this popular movie star who was beyond the world could go over and ask about the situation.

Seeing the opportunity, Liu Yan hurriedly pushed Yao Meng and said, "Sister Yao Meng, it seems that it's up to you. Our Mr. Zhao is not in a normal mood. Go and see what's going on..."

"Yes, yes, Sister Yao Meng, you are not our General Secretary Zhao's subordinate, so he can't shy face with you. So, I can only ask you..." Mu Yiyi pouted.

"Uh, then I'll go over and ask for you!" Yao Meng blinked her eyes and said carefully.

Under the support of a group of people, Yao Meng finally timidly pressed the doorbell of Zhao Guoyang's room.

"Well, come in, the door is not locked!"

Zhao Guoyang's indifferent voice came inside, which made the girls feel relieved.

After Yao Meng stepped in first, Mu Yiyi couldn't help looking at Zhao Siyan and asked for a plan: "Sister Siyan, why don't we... let's follow in and take a look?"

Zhao Siyan hesitated for a moment, glanced at Liu Yan, who was also looking forward to her, and Tang Wanru, and nodded slightly.

After a group of Yingying Yanyan entered the house one after another, they saw Zhao Guoyang holding his elder brother and talking to someone with a smile, and knew that he had misunderstood.

Unfortunately, Zhao Guoyang spoke "South Korean". No one could understand the girls present, and he could only hear "jili" muttering constantly.

After almost twenty minutes, Zhao Guoyang finally finished his phone number.

Putting his elder brother on the table, his eyes naturally turned to the group of girls in front of him.

"Uh, Miss Yao Meng, are you... going to pull me to have a midnight snack?"

Zhao Guoyang smiled and said, "I can make a statement in advance. I can go with you, but I won't eat it if I say so. I just drank too much in Millhouse and I really can't eat it!"

Yao Meng was stunned for a moment, then started to speak: "No, no, we just want to ask, Mr. Zhao, will you not participate in this competition tomorrow?"

After hearing her question, Zhao Guoyang slapped his head with a "ah" and said, "By the way, I forgot to explain to Yiyi just now. Siyan, you guys have explained it."

Zhao Guoyang looked around and waved his hand and said, "I have made an appointment with Quaresma tomorrow. I will go over to create a design in the morning. I will definitely not be able to participate in this competition."

After hearing the news announced by Zhao Guoyang, Mu Yiyi's face was filled with frustration.

"Really, we are still thinking about turning the tables!" The lady Yiyi muttered.

Looking at the girl's depressed look, Zhao Guoyang smiled and said, "Come on, Yiyi. Can't I admit defeat in this competition? The design of tomorrow is too important and I can't really delay it!"

Zhao Siyan, who was standing beside him, couldn't help asking: "Mr. Zhao, what do you design at the 'ugs company' tomorrow? Is it related to the phone you just called?"

Zhao Guoyang glanced at her with appreciation and told the cooperation agreement he reached with Millhouse today.

After talking about the general situation, Zhao Guoyang pointed to his elder brother and said, "My phone call just now was to call Miss Jin Xiuzhu. Ask them if they have any experience in manufacturing yachts in Daewoo Ship Company."

Hearing this, Mu Yiyi's discomfort just now had already been left behind.

She said with hope: "Mr. Zhao, the yacht project is very profitable. When I was studying in England, I heard many classmates mention this business. It seems that the local yacht manufacturer in England has made a fortune in the past two years!"

"Well, this is a fact!"

Zhao Guoyang nodded in agreement and said, "English is a developed country in Europe and the United States. The supporting facilities of yachts are very complete, so he is naturally the leader in yacht manufacturing..."

"Now the international yacht manufacturing industry is in a period of rapid development, and it is gradually forming a four-pole pattern dominated by the United States, Western Europe, Nordic and Asia-Pacific regions."

"If we can't get a share of this kind of pie, it would be a pity!"

After hearing Zhao Guoyang's story, the girls in the room all agreed.

Zhao Siyan hesitated for a moment, then hesitated and asked: "Mr. Zhao, the yacht industry is of course a huge profit. But our 'ship manufacturing-Special Materials Research Institute' has not even prepared before, so she wanted to get into this industry directly. Isn't it a bit too aggressive?"

After Zhao Siyan asked this, Liu Yan couldn't help but interrupt and said, "Manager Siyan, didn't Mr. Zhao just say it? 'Dayu Shipping Company' can provide technical support!"

Zhao Siyan said "Hmm" and said, "I know this, but as far as I know, 'Daewoo Ship Company' has always been engaged in industrial ships and yachts... I really haven't heard of it!"

Hearing this, the guy naturally turned his attention to Zhao Guoyang, wanting to know what achievements he had achieved on the phone call just now.

When Zhao Guoyang noticed the concerned eyes of several girls, he smiled.

"I'm very lucky that Daewoo Shipbuilding Company has actually started a yacht project. Although it has not officially started production, the platform for producing samples was still retained."

"As long as I design the three-dimensional model tomorrow, within half a year, it will not be difficult to take out a sample based on the platform of "Daewoo Shipbuilding Company"!"

Seeing Zhao Guoyang say so surely, the girls breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone sighed for a moment, and Mu Yiyi remembered something.

She turned her head and looked at Zhao Guoyang and said, "Mr. Zhao, since it takes half a year for our sample to come out, why are you so anxious and designing the concept map tomorrow? Can't you slow down?"

Zhao Guoyang smiled and said, "This concept map is not intended to guide production, but it must be handed over to Millhouse for sales."

"You know, the rich people in the Middle East are all rich and very patient. They are willing to pay a deposit even if they can deliver the goods in a year!"

Zhao Guoyang said confidently: "With the design concept, if Millhouse makes more efforts to promote it, maybe our yacht has not started designing, orders, deposits, etc."

After Zhao Guoyang said this, several girls suddenly realized it.

Indeed, everyone has heard of the luxurious life of the rich people in the Middle East. They never make any mistakes when buying things. When they see what they like, they will pay for it and take it away.

In particular, these rich people also like "privately customized" products.

For example, if you want to buy the "Bugatti Veyron" sports car, you have to book it one or two years in advance. These Middle Eastern tyrants are willing to pay the deposit directly and wait for the car to come out of the handicraft workshop.

And so on, yachts are definitely the same.

After thinking through all this, Mu Yiyi started to speak: "I understand, I understand! Then Mr. Zhao, please feel free to do your concept design tomorrow. There is no need for you to participate in this competition."

"Yes, Mr. Zhao's concept picture might be able to get back three to four million US dollars, which is worth our busy work for a year!" Liu Yan replied repeatedly.

"Three or four million US dollars? Is it true or false?" After hearing this number, even a big star with a high income like Yao Meng was a little shocked.

Tang Wanru, who was sitting next to Yao Meng, patiently explained to her: "Miss Yao Meng, Mr. Zhao just said that she wanted to design a yacht for the rich people in the Middle East, which would definitely be a luxury yacht."

"In the international market, the price of a medium-grade luxury yacht is up by 5 million US dollars. So, the number Liu Yan just mentioned is actually not an exaggeration..."

Mu Yiyi also nodded in time and said, "That's right, when I was in England, I followed a rich friend to ride her luxury yacht once. I heard from her that when I bought this yacht, I spent six million US dollars."

"In addition, the annual maintenance fee for the yacht and the salary paid to the four staff members on the yacht are a combined $100,000..."

"It's too exaggerated. Just maintaining it costs so much money!" After hearing Mu Yiyi's statement, Yao Meng was dizzy.

Zhao Siyan, Liu Yan, Tang Wanru and the others were not fully aware of the situation in yacht maintenance, and were also shocked at the moment.

Seeing the girls' terrified look, Zhao Guoyang yawned and said, "Okay, these are all later."

"Tomorrow is our last day in America. Let's rest early tonight and relax and have fun tomorrow!"
Chapter completed!