Wang Xiaoqiang shared the operational state of his farm with Wei Dongguo, and finally said directly, "Mr. Wei, actually, the reason I came out this time is to find a market for the vegetables from the farm..."

Wei Dongguo said, "If the quality of the vegetables is good, I can recommend a hotel to you, a hotel that is even more upscale than this one..."

Wei Dongguo's hotel had two levels and was not small in scale; it was already quite high-end, so an even more high-end hotel must truly be a luxury establishment.

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiaoqiang was moved and said, "Mr. Wei, in fact, I brought the vegetables with me today. As for the quality of the vegetables, well, you are the expert, Mr. Wei. Please have a look..."

As Wang Xiaoqiang spoke, he went to retrieve the vegetables.

"Oh? You brought them? Then I really must take a look..." Wei Dongguo said with a hint of surprise and then stood up.

Seeing Wei Dongguo stand up, clearly interested, Wang Xiaoqiang said, "Then please, Mr. Wei, come and take a look with me..."

Wei Dongguo was indeed interested, and he readily agreed. He followed Wang Xiaoqiang to the parking lot outside the restaurant. Wang Xiaoqiang drove a pickup truck belonging to Mikoer's family, and the vegetables were loaded in the pickup truck. This time, he had brought only a few vegetables, merely as samples.

Wang Xiaoqiang lifted the cover off the vegetables, revealing tomatoes, cucumbers, eggplants, and green peppers. Despite the intense heat and having been under the sun for so long in the truck, the four types of vegetables were still fully hydrated and looked very fresh, showing no signs of wilting. Their sizes were quite uniform, and their appearance was quite good.

"Hmm, these vegetables are good," Wei Dongguo said as he picked up a cucumber, weighed it in his hand, and turned it over to look.

"Mr. Wei, please taste it..." Wang Xiaoqiang suggested.

"All right, then I'll taste it..." Wei Dongguo replied, washed the cucumber he was holding, and started to eat it. He had just taken the first bite when he showed a look of surprise, continuously exclaiming, "Hmm, good, hey, Little Qiang, where did you buy these seeds..."

Wang Xiaoqiang said, "Just from the market, the quite common kind..."

Wei Dongguo said in amazement, "Then that's really rare. Even common seeds can produce this taste... How about this, Little Qiang, if you have a lot of vegetables, send me a batch..."

"That's no problem."

"I will give you a raised price..." Wei Dongguo said.

"We're all from the same place. The price is negotiable," Wang Xiaoqiang replied.

Right then, Wei Dongguo provided a purchasing quantity and mentioned a price, which made Wang Xiaoqiang feel a bit disheartened. The price Wei Dongguo offered was not good, eighteen US dollars per pound, clearly his previous purchasing price was not high, possibly even lower than this. However, Wang Xiaoqiang would not say anything. Being able to sell the vegetables and make some profit was already quite good. Although he and Wei Dongguo were not from the same hometown, in the United States, they were practically fellow countrymen.

Most importantly, in the end, Wei Dongguo provided Wang Xiaoqiang with a major hotel, named the Allen Grand Hotel, advising Wang Xiaoqiang to try his luck there, mentioning that his niece, Wei Zijun, was working as the lobby manager at the hotel.

Based on the information provided by Wei Dongguo, Wang Xiaoqiang found the Allen Grand Hotel, which was located on one of the busiest streets in Los Angeles. From afar, the hotel's architecture was imposing and splendidly luxurious. The hotel was bustling with people coming and going, and Wang Xiaoqiang parked his car in the hotel's outside parking lot.

Upon entering the hotel, Wang Xiaoqiang saw that the interior space of the hotel was particularly large and the decor was quite luxurious, obviously a high-end hotel.

He was not here to dine, hence he directly sought out Wei Zijun, the hotel's lobby manager. Not all the waitstaff here was American; two were Chinese girls, which facilitated Wang Xiaoqiang's communication. He asked one of the girls about Wei Zijun.

The girl, seeing that it was a Chinese young man, appeared somewhat excited, for Chinese boys were relatively less common here. She informed Wang Xiaoqiang that Wei Zijun was upstairs attending to guests, and asked Wang Xiaoqiang to go directly upstairs to find her.

Wang Xiaoqiang thanked her and went up to the dining hall on the second floor. The space on the second floor was comparable to the ground floor lobby, with several dozen tables set up. Since it was not mealtime, there were not many guests, only a few tables. Wang Xiaoqiang scanned the room and quickly his eyes settled on a girl. First, the girl was Chinese; furthermore, she was tall and had a refined air. Her uniform was slightly different from those of the ordinary waitstaff, which was mainly because she bore some resemblance to Wei Dongguo; hence, Wang Xiaoqiang concluded that this girl must be the lobby manager he was looking for, Wei Zijun.

Thus, Wang Xiaoqiang approached the girl.

At that moment, this girl was at a table, persistently persuading something. The people at the table were Americans, or to be precise, an American old man, a corpulent elder with a belly like a woman in full term. Although so portly, his table was still stacked with greasy food such as fried chicken legs and French fries, along with several large bottles of beer and wine. At this time, the old man had a flushed face, looking intoxicated, his beady eyes lecherously fixed on the girl. Sitting beside him was a Chinese young man in his thirties, who looked quite imposing and stylish.

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