Chapter 98 Chapter 98 Part 2

The people at the embroidery factory headquarters on the other side of the booth also saw it. David was clearly looking at this side and walking towards this side with firm steps.

Ying Jun couldn't help but exclaimed, "No, he's not here to place an order again, is he?!"

If feudal superstition was not prohibited nowadays, Ying Jun would have wanted to say, did Shen Moer save David's entire family's lives in her previous life, so why should he repay her like this in this life?

A handkerchief for four dollars, a handkerchief-like square for twelve dollars, isn't this a rip-off? Throughout the entire venue, I've never heard of anyone else selling for this price.

Did David get his money from the wind? He has already spent more than five million. He doesn’t want to spend more, does he?

Under the gazes of both sides, David really strode to the booth of the embroidery factory and showed his white teeth to Shen Moer: "Hello, Sheng Xiaojie!"

Shen Moer greeted with a smile: “See you again, Mr. David.”

David turned his head and shouted to the passing crowd in beautiful Mandarin: "Hey, man, hurry up!"

Shen Moer followed his gaze and saw Paul in the crowd, who was wearing a cotton long-sleeved shirt and looked very low-key. Paul was walking slowly at first, but when he heard David calling him, he quickened his pace and walked to the booth to greet Shen Moer: "Hi, beautiful lady, see you again."

Shen Moer nodded: “Mr. Paul.”

David dragged Paul to talk nonstop. Paul followed the direction he pointed and saw the silk and embroidery on the stand. His eyes lit up immediately. He looked at Shen Moer and asked politely, "Madam, can I touch these beautiful things?"

Shen Moer smiled and said, “Okay, but you have to be a little careful. This fabric is rare and easily damaged.”

Paul didn't know if he understood or not, but his expression was obviously more serious. He carefully touched the white silk, then bent down and carefully looked at the embroidery sewn on it. After a long time, he raised his head and said, "It's so beautiful. The fabric is beautiful, and the embroidery is beautiful too."

David was obviously an impatient person. Even though they didn't speak the same language, he would interrupt and speak from time to time. At this time, he would start talking in a nonsensical way that Shen Moer and the others couldn't understand.

The translator came over at some point, stood aside, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a smile, "Mr. David said that he is very wise and has a good eye. When he passed by our booth two days ago, he saw this beautiful silk and embroidery. He thought it was very suitable for Mr. Paul. He asked Mr. Paul if he should thank him and buy him a drink later."

Liu Yinshuang and Li Xinmei couldn't help but chirp behind them:

"This foreigner is quite boastful. He is quite smart and has good vision. Haha. But if David said so, we have to support him. If he doesn't have good vision, how could he choose us?"

"I don't know if this Paul is as straightforward as David. I have a feeling that whether we can exceed 10 million depends on this Paul."

People from the Embroidery Factory headquarters were chirping a little further away:

"No, this David is sick. It's not enough for him to be the scapegoat, but he also drags his friends to be the scapegoat."

"Isn't this guy as stupid as David? Their embroidery pieces are more expensive than handkerchiefs. What can you do with them if you don't eat or wear them?"

"I don't like it. I don't like it. Don't sign it. Don't sign it."

For a moment, almost everyone's eyes fell on Paul.

Paul was totally unaware, and he looked down at the embroidery and fabric for a long time before he stood up and exclaimed, "I really should thank David. If it weren't for David, I would have missed such a beautiful thing. I wonder what this beautiful embroidery costs?"

Shen Moer smiled and said, "Today is the last day. We have already signed a lot of orders, so we don't need to bargain. I will give you the same price as others, fifteen dollars a piece. Is that okay with you?"

At the Embroidery Factory headquarters, Weng Huijun gnashed her teeth and said, "Paul won't agree to such a high price. I've heard that their embroidery pieces haven't sold much because the price is too high. It seems that they have only signed orders worth a few hundred thousand dollars."

Ying Jun frowned. If there was anyone at the scene who least wanted the Ninth Workshop to sign a contract worth over 10 million, it would definitely be him. He had finally joined the Canton Fair trading group this time just to accumulate some achievements. Now the whole situation was already very unfavorable to the headquarters. If the Ninth Workshop exceeded 10 million, then the headquarters would be compared to nothing, and all the achievements would be equal to zero.

However, Paul did not answer Shen Moer's question, but asked: "Besides these, are there any other paintings?"

Shen Moer took a while to understand what he meant. She smiled and took out two pieces of drawing paper from her bag: "This is what I drew these days when I had nothing to do. You can take a look."

Paul took it, took a look at it, and gave Shen Moer a thumbs up.

Then, he quickly pointed to the embroidery pieces on the stand and said, "I want 50,000 of these."

Then he pointed at the drawing paper and said, "New, I want to obtain the exclusive agency rights of the United States. The price can be higher, and I can't sell it to anyone else. Is that okay?"

Shen Moer raised her eyebrows: "Let's talk business, as long as the price is right, we can negotiate."

Paul smiled and shrugged: "Of course, I am sincere and will have a suitable price."

Shen Moer nodded and led people to the negotiation room.

David and the translator followed, and Liu Yinshuang hurriedly followed. Li Xinmei stood there, staring at Jin Caifei in a daze: "Deputy Director Jin, how many did that foreigner want just now?"

Jin Caifei had a complicated expression: "Fifty thousand, plus the new patterns, there might be more."

Li Xinmei: "Let's sell them for fifteen dollars each. How much are fifty thousand of them?"

Jin Caifei felt his heart pounding and his ears buzzing. He couldn't tell whether he was happy or excited. After a while, he said, "At 15 dollars each, 50,000 would be 750,000 dollars."

"So how much do we have in total?"

"If the contract is signed successfully, the minimum is 10.27 million."

Jin Caifei had some understanding of Shen Moer, and said that they would go to the negotiation room to continue discussing the contract, but Shen Moer would definitely not compromise on the price. She did not raise the price, and it would be considered as a concession if she could sell her something else.

Therefore, as long as the price does not drop and the contract can most likely be signed, it is basically a foregone conclusion that their total order volume will exceed 10 million.

Jin Caifei thought back to when he and Mao Jianxin had discussed Cricket Shen Moer, and felt that the patterns she had chosen were too plain and did not meet the needs of the market. Even if she participated in the Canton Fair, she would probably not be able to sign many orders.

Thinking about it now, these words turned into a slap in her face, and she felt that her face was really slapped.

Who would have thought that even when more than 5 million orders were signed on the first day, Jin Caifei just thought that Shen Moer was lucky. When the number of orders signed subsequently dropped sharply, she, like the people at the headquarters of the Embroidery Factory, felt that after the luck was gone, the Ninth Workshop would probably not be able to cause any trouble.

Now thinking back, I realize how ridiculous she was. It was their first time attending the Canton Fair and they signed orders worth over 5 million on the first day, yet she had the nerve to say that they wouldn't cause any trouble.

In fact, from that time on, she knew in her subconscious that Chen Moer was very powerful. She actually thought that Chen Moer could create a bigger storm.

She just didn't dare to face the reality.

Li Xinmei was in a daze. Ever since she came to Guangzhou, she felt like money was no longer money.

She was a person who earned more than 30 yuan a month. She used to think that her income was good and that she was basically ranked among the top in the village. But when she got here, who would tell you it was only a few dozen? The orders they signed were not even worth thousands. The minimum was tens of thousands of US dollars, and the maximum was hundreds of thousands, millions, or even tens of millions.

Even if I had heard of it in my life, I have never heard of so much money!

Well, now the calculation unit has been changed again, to tens of millions, one million tens of thousands, how much money is that!

Li Xinmei laughed excitedly: "Deputy Director Jin, we signed a contract worth more than 10 million. Our ninth workshop has signed a contract worth more than 10 million!"

Jin Caifei was silent for a moment, then laughed: "Yes, we have exceeded 10 million!"

On the other side, the contract with Paul was signed successfully, and both parties shook hands and said goodbye at the door of the negotiation room.

Shen Moer looked at Paul's face, and suddenly an idea flashed in her mind. She remembered that on the first day of the exhibition, when she was eating in a state-owned restaurant, she saw a foreigner flipping through a clothing magazine. Wasn't that person Paul in front of her?

Shen Moer thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Paul, Mr. David, it's rare for you to come to China. As the host, I want to do my best to be a good host and have a meal with you. Do you two gentlemen have time?"

The translator glanced at Shen Moli and translated this sentence to Paul and David. Paul and David looked at each other and they both readily accepted Shen Moli's invitation. After both parties agreed on a time, Paul and David left side by side, talking and laughing.

Zeng Huiru looked at the backs of the two people, slowly exhaled, and said, "Deputy Director Shen, the money for this meal will be paid by the headquarters."

More than 10 million, the total contract value of the ninth workshop really exceeded 10 million!

Paul not only signed for embroidery pieces worth $700,000, he also ordered embroidery pieces with new patterns and paid a deposit of $30,000, so the total order amount of the Ninth Workshop so far is $10.3 million.

This was really beyond everyone's expectations.

Before coming to Guangzhou, Zeng Huiru was still worried that the target amount set by the Provincial Department of Commerce would be too high and difficult to achieve. Who could have expected that in the end they not only achieved it, but also far exceeded the amount set by the Provincial Department of Commerce.

Not only that, Chen Moer also helped Jingcheng Ceramic Factory and Huancheng Silk Factory sign several orders. The heads of the two factories specially thanked their Nan Province Embroidery Factory in front of the leaders of the Provincial Department of Commerce.

Zeng Huiru's mood was extremely complicated. Originally, the task of this year's Canton Fair was arduous, and several people in the factory team were unwilling to take on this hot potato. She took on the task with gritted teeth. She never expected that the task would be completed so beautifully in the end!

Zeng Huiru and Shen Moli were talking, and no one noticed that Liu Yinshuang, who followed them out of the negotiation room with a confused look on her face.

In her previous life, after the reform and opening up, Liu Yinshuang had worked in many jobs and had been to Guangzhou and Shenzhen. She had worked as a worker in a factory and as a vendor in a wholesale market. At that time, there was an old man in the wholesale market. It was said that he had worked in a department related to the Canton Fair when he was young. He knew the historical development of the Canton Fair and its annual transaction volume like the back of his hand.

Liu Yinshuang listened to it a lot and only remembered some of it, such as the transaction amount this year.

But she had just asked the salesperson in the negotiation room, and as of now, the transaction amount has exceeded the amount she knew in her previous life by nearly 10 million.

Liu Yinshuang thought blankly, maybe she remembered it wrongly. After all, it was something from her previous life, how could she remember it all? It was normal for her to remember it wrongly.

But the voice of the old man from his previous life quickly popped up in his mind: "Xiao Liu, let me tell you, our country started holding the Canton Fair in 1957. It was a wise decision. Even during the years of the movement, the Canton Fair never stopped. It earned so much foreign exchange for the country! We relied on this foreign exchange to buy equipment and technology from others, and developed little by little. I remember, in 1958..., then in 1971..., in 1972..., in 1978..."

Well, there was really no way she could be wrong.

Liu Yinshuang just felt her scalp tingling. Things were different. History had changed. This life was different from the previous one.

She stood there with a pale face until Shen Moer turned her head and called her, "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

Liu Yinshuang looked at Chen Moer and thought, isn't it different? Chen Moer had died in her previous life, and Liuqiao Commune had never run any embroidery factory. It was even more impossible for her to follow the factory to Guangzhou to participate in the Canton Fair.

Exhaling lightly, Liu Yinshuang smiled and replied, "I'm coming."