Chapter 41: Your words stink to high heaven

The One Hotel is, judging by its name, the best hotel in the centre of the city, and indeed it has always been the hotel that receives important foreign guests. Not only is the location excellent, but the facilities are also very complete, and there is cuisine to suit all tastes from around the world.

On this morning, a woman hurriedly walked down the corridor of the hotel. The hotel staff, who were cleaning the corridor, looked at her in surprise, not only because they were subconsciously curious, but also because she was very beautiful. Apart from her big eyes and high nose bridge, which are common in Northern Russians, her pair of slender and flawless legs would drive men crazy and make many women jealous.

The waitresses looked at her and all speculated maliciously that she must have come to catch her husband in the act! This woman was none other than Zhou Ming's Northern Russian guide, Katerina.

Katerina ran back to the room and desperately knocked on Zhou Ming's door, shouting, 'Mr. Zhou Ming, it's bad news! I just heard that Davier and the others will invite all the bank managers and trade officials from Krisco to our hotel for a meeting this afternoon!'

Hearing someone knocking at the door, Ming first subconsciously got up, but when he heard the rest of the content, he became lazy and slumped back into bed. He said to Karelina outside the door, 'So it's Miss Karelina. I already know about this. Thanks for taking the trouble to come and let me know. You go ahead and do your thing, I'll sleep a little longer.'

Outside the door, Karolina couldn't believe her ears when she heard Zhou Ming's reply. She was sure she had just told Zhou Ming that Davier would invite the bank president and trade officials from Krisco to a meeting at the hotel where they were staying, but how could Zhou Ming be so indifferent? Sleep a little longer? After what had happened, how could this person still be in the mood to sleep in bed? How thick-skinned did he have to be?

With this thought, Katerina slammed the door again: 'Mr. Zhou Ming, now I can see that several executors of the Pagoda Project have come to the hotel to set up. Aren't you going to go and see what's going on?'

'Let them set up however they want. It's their freedom, and I have no right to interfere with their freedom,' Zhou Ming muttered under the covers.

'Mr. Zhou Ming, are you really not going to get up and take a look? If they reach some kind of agreement, that would be trouble!'

Katerina said again, but this time, Zhou Ming gave her an answer that made her want to go crazy. Zhou Ming said, 'Of course I will go and have a look, but let me sleep for a while first. Miss Katerina, if you are not busy right now, would you please order two breakfasts for me? Thank you.'

Looking at the still closed door in front of her, Katerina had the urge to go berserk. She had never knocked on a man's door so proactively in her life, and yet the man was still in bed and wouldn't open the door for her. This was infuriating! It was an insult!

Kaleena was so full of anger that she didn't notice that her anger had gone in the wrong direction.

If she could, Kaleena really wanted to smash her way into Zhou Ming's room, drag him out of bed, and whip him severely with a leather whip. However, after seeing the half-closed door of **'s room next door, she knew that was simply impossible.

Huh? Why did I even think about whipping him with a leather whip? This must have been influenced by that damned guy!

Kaleina thought to herself, very strangely. In the end, she kicked Zhou Ming's door very unhappily, before getting the phone and calling the hotel service to order breakfast for Zhou Ming and ** separately. She had thought that Zhou Ming would get up when breakfast arrived, but to her disappointment, Zhou Ming had not got up after breakfast was delivered, and it was only after more than an hour that he got up slowly.

'Your breakfast has gone cold, I've thrown it all away, but you still have to pay the money,'

These were the first words that Zhou Ming heard after he walked out of the room, leaving Zhou Ming stunned for a moment. It wasn't that he felt bad about paying for a meal that he didn't even eat, but the tone of Karolina's voice made him think that she was some kind of dissatisfied woman waiting for him to come out.

'Fine, just order another one,' Zhou Ming said.

Katerina's emotions of waiting here for an hour for Zhou Ming were ignited by Zhou Ming's words. She immediately stood up and angrily said to Zhou Ming, 'It's easy for you to order another one, but why didn't you get up when I told you to? Do you know that the meeting between Davie and the bank presidents and trade officials from Krisco has already started, and it's hard to say what stage of discussion it has reached now!'

'And there are so many hotels and venues in Krisco, but they chose to hold this meeting here, which is obviously a demonstration against you! But you are so afraid of them that you don't even get out of bed. What do you think the Soviet officials will think? You are simply unbelievable!' Karolina said indignantly.

From Kareina's expression, Zhou Ming thought of the word 'the emperor is not anxious, the eunuch is anxious'. But whether Kareina could understand this word or not, Zhou Ming felt that he could not add fuel to the fire at this time.

Zhou Ming could only smile and say to her, 'Okay, I know, I'll wash up and go with you right away.'

Katerina then gave up, but at this time she also discovered that this clearly had nothing to do with her. If Zhou Ming, this damned guy, wasn't in a hurry, why was she? However, Katerina then found a reason for herself. After all, he was helping her country and nation. As a native of Northern Russia, she was not concerned about his plans, but more about her country and nation.

Unfortunately, Zhou Ming could not read minds and could not know what was going on in Katerina's mind at this time, otherwise he would have secretly gloated in his heart.

Soon, Zhou Ming and ** washed up and left the house, and followed Kareina to the conference room of the hotel. Sure enough, as Kareina said, a meeting was being held here.

Looking at the closed door of the conference room, Kareina complained to Zhou Ming, 'If you had been faster just now, we might have been able to catch it. Now the door is closed, how are we going to get in?'

'What do you mean how are we going to get in? Just push the door in.'

Zhou Ming said, and without even waiting for a reaction from Katerina, he reached out and pushed open the door to the meeting room. As the door opened, the situation inside the meeting room leapt into view. Zhou Ming knew most of the people here; they were the Soviet officials who had been invited by Nikolajevich to the meeting the last time, and standing on the stage presiding over the meeting was their old acquaintance, David, who had just called and angrily scolded Zhou Ming.

The door opened, attracting everyone's attention. Everyone was stunned. Some were confused and didn't know Zhou Ming, while others were afraid that Zhou Ming would see them here at this meeting. As for Davier, who was presiding over the meeting, he looked down on Zhou Ming with disdain.

Zhou Ming ignored it all. He said to Davier, 'Hello, Mr. Davier. I was invited by you to attend this meeting. I'm sorry I'm a little late. Of course, if Mr. Davier wants to back out now, I can leave immediately.'

Faced with Zhou Ming's words, Davier only wanted to say one word, shameless, because Zhou Ming's words had directly silenced Davier's desire to mock his words. If he said that at this time, it would mean that he was too ashamed to let Zhou Ming be here, but joking, how would my Daito plan be afraid of a little Zhou Ming?

David耶 scolded Zhou Ming in his stomach, and then said with a smile, 'Mr Zhou Ming, coming so late is not to be encouraged. The meeting is now at a critical point, so it is just the right time to invite Mr Zhou Ming from the East to express your views.'

'Is that so? Then I would like to hear what high opinions Mr David耶 has,'

Zhou Ming said this while casually finding a seat. Davier stood on the stage. Seeing Zhou Ming so at ease, he subconsciously flinched, but quickly recovered: Let's see what you Zhou Ming can do!

Then Davier ignored Zhou Ming and continued, 'Now that the privatisation reform has begun in the Northern Russian Republic, I know that everyone here is an idealistic and ambitious person. In the past, under the suppression of a totalitarian regime, your talents were lost and you could only obey those stupid and clumsy bureaucrats. I know that you are very unbalanced. Those bureaucrats obviously have no ability, so why do they have so many resources? You are so smart, so why do you have to listen to those rubbish and shit?'

David continued, 'But now is a good time to sort the wheat from the chaff, because the privatisation reform has given you a great opportunity to show off your skills. You should break free from the shackles of the old era and become the masters of the new era!'

'But careers don't just fall from the sky. No matter what you do, you need start-up capital, and in places where everything is controlled by totalitarianism, this is even more lacking. But I can provide you with this start-up capital. I can help you fulfil your dream of becoming the best of the best!'

David spoke loudly and with great enthusiasm. When he finished, there was an immediate round of applause from the crowd.

This made Davie very happy, but when he looked at the person applauding, his face immediately turned bad, because the person applauding was none other than Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming stood up while applauding, and because of Zhou Ming's sudden applause, those who really wanted to applaud for Davie were afraid to move around. They all focused their attention on Zhou Ming, trying to see what the young Chinese man wanted.

'I must say, Mr. Davier is worthy of being Mr. Meta's most trusted assistant. Otherwise, the important Dota project would not have been handed over to Mr. Davier to take full charge in the foreground.'

Zhou Ming let out a sigh here on purpose, and then abruptly changed the subject, saying, 'But anyway, I still want to say that Mr. Davier's words are a pile of dog shit that stinks unbearably.'