Chapter 70: Uncle Da’s Confusion (3)

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Throughout Earth’s history, many men have met their end in such ways, warranting caution.

“Commander, the ribbon-cutting event isn’t crucial for us. Even though we aren’t sure of their intentions, we could avoid some manipulation by going against the expected…”

“So, my suggestion is to have a robot take your place in the ribbon-cutting. Secretly observe the scene, and we might uncover something!”

Zhao Yu understood Uncle Da’s implication – he feared Earthlings might manipulate the ribbon-cutting ceremony.

Although the likelihood was slim, it was still possible.

After pondering for a moment, Zhao Yu nodded and replied, “Then let’s have the robot cut the ribbon…”

Is there anything else?!”

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“Yes, the resources worth two hundred and thirty million Blue Moon dollars that you sent back are in place. The five hundred transport ships will be ready in another day. I will ensure they’re delivered as soon as they’re completed…”

“Alright, that’s a minor issue. Handle it as you deem fit…”

Having finished the discussion, Zhao Yu began his morning routine. After freshening up and checking Earth’s time, he noted there were still two hours before the ribbon-cutting. He didn’t linger and promptly boarded the spaceship to make his way.

“You’re not participating in the ribbon-cutting?” Colonel Chu was taken aback and quickly questioned, “Didn’t we previously agree on this?”

Zhao Yu deliberately brought this up when Colonel Chu was preoccupied, intending to gauge his reaction.

In such instances, the first response usually best revealed one’s innermost thoughts.

From his reaction, it seemed Councilman Chu indeed had something up his sleeve. Perhaps there was a trick brewing post ribbon-cutting.

Colonel Chu, realizing his over reaction, coughed and added, “We’ve made certain arrangements and rehearsals for your ribbon-cutting ceremony. If you’re not participating, we might need to reorganize…”

“This is Blue Moon Technology’s debut on the global stage. I was hoping for a flawless execution, hence my nervousness. My apologies for the abruptness earlier…”

Zhao Yu smiled and dismissed the concern, “It’s fine, it just means you’ll need to adjust the plans…”

Colonel Chu tread lightly, “It’s no trouble. You are free to not participate, but, if I may ask, is there a particular reason?”

Zhao Yu shrugged, casting a glance at the sky, and offhandedly commented, “I thought having a robot cut the ribbon could be a good way to advertise the product…”

Understanding dawned on Colonel Chu. Likely the aliens from the moon didn’t approve, leading to the sudden change of plans.

“Alright, rest assured. We’ll handle it. But, will you be attending in person? We’ve arranged seats for you…”

He verbally questioned about the ribbon-cutting, but deep down he was pondering why the aliens objected to Zhao Yu’s ribbon-cutting appearance.

This seemed to be critical information, potentially indicative of the aliens’ stance!

“How are the seats arranged?”

Instead of immediately responding, Zhao Yu asked back. He hadn’t forgotten his role – he was representing the aliens in negotiations with Earth.

“The seats arc divided into the main seat and the guest seat. The main seat is a row of seats for your side, our side, and the local side. Your seat is at the center, and there might be a speech segment…”

After briefly pondering, Zhao Yu responded, “No need for a speech. Leave the center seat vacant, I’ll sit on the side!”

“Understood!”

Colonel Chu nodded, then continued, “Post ribbon-cutting, it’s customary to tour the guests around, showcasing our facilities to the world. Your thoughts?”

“They can take a look around, as they please!” Zhao Yu wasn’t worried about people visiting – the factory was on Earth, after all.

Colonel Chu intended to suggest that the host should accompany the guests, but since Zhao Yu didn’t seem interested, he let it slide.

Worst case scenario, he could act as the host and guide the guests himself.

Once everything was agreed upon, Zhao Yu went off to rest. Unlike others bustling around, he, the host, enjoyed leisure.

Munching on melon seeds, he contemplated what Colonel Chu might be planning behind his reactions.

Elsewhere, after Colonel Chu briefly communicated about the ribbon-cutting adjustments, he promptly called Xia Du to relay that Zhao Yu wouldn’t participate in the ceremony.

“I hope you can quickly figure out why they didn’t want Zhao Yu to be the one cutting the ribbon and appearing in the spotlight…”