The housekeeper was very thoughtful. Not only did he immediately arrange rooms for everyone, he also prepared a sumptuous midnight snack. Everyone ate their fill, took a hot bath, and then had a good night's sleep.
She learned that Bai Qingxia and Bai Ruanruan would be returning in two days, and that a Chinese ship would come to pick them up. The ship was large and had enough space, so she immediately became interested in the ship.
Early the next morning, Song Yun, Bai Qingxia and Bai Ruanruan left the Bai family manor together and headed to the foreign trade exchange meeting.
Bai Qingxia is the leading teacher of the student representatives, but she is not the main person in charge of this exchange meeting. She is only responsible for student issues. As for other itinerary and safety issues, there are other people in charge who are responsible for them.
Accompanied by Bai Qingxia, Song Yun smoothly met the person in charge of this foreign trade exchange meeting, who was the deputy director of the Foreign Trade Bureau.
Song Yun first revealed her identity, and then found a place to have a detailed discussion. Deputy Director Gong felt troubled when he learned that Song Yun and more than a dozen other people were going to take their special ship back to China.
It's not for anything else, I'm just afraid that among these dozen or so people, there might be some unidentified person mixed in. If he rashly brings him back to the country and something happens, who will be held responsible?
Song Yun saw his concerns and said with a smile, "I understand your concerns. So, you can call Beijing City and ask for instructions. I'll wait for your reply, but this matter must be kept confidential."
Deputy Director Gong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she didn't ask him to express his opinion immediately. There were some things he couldn't do completely.
"Okay, I'll contact them right away."
Deputy Director Gong left in a hurry, and Song Yun waited at the conference venue. She felt a little bored while waiting, so she walked around and looked around.
To put it simply, a foreign trade exchange fair is a foreign trade commodity exhibition. Merchants from all over the world bring their products to the fair. While selling their own products, they also pay attention to other people's products. If they like something, they will place an order. Of course, there are also merchants who come here just to place orders. It is very lively.
In the huge exhibition hall, half of the people are foreigners, speaking various languages, with Y being the most common.
China sent a delegation here mainly to exhibit and sell domestic products, including special fabrics, canned foods, and some handicrafts.
These things from China are not very popular in the foreign trade market, and some foreign businessmen are even reluctant to take a second look at them. The person in charge of the booth was very anxious and urged the students from the foreign language department to help promote the products in Japanese.
In the eyes of Chinese people, if things are hard to sell, it is because the sales pitch is not loud enough. As long as the sales pitch is loud enough to attract people, the things will naturally sell well.
Some people shouted obediently, while others could not open their mouths.
"What's wrong with you? Is it so difficult to just shout a few words? Then what's the point of you standing here?" The person in charge of the cannery was very anxious as he watched potential customers pass by their booth one after another without even stopping.
Unfortunately, he doesn't speak Chinese, and no one can understand him when he shouts in Chinese. The female student assigned to help him translate doesn't even open her mouth, which is really frustrating.
Qiu Yin glared at Director Zhang and said unhappily, "I'm not selling goods. I'm just translating. Don't get me wrong."
Director Zhang said, "Okay, then I'll shout a line, and you follow the translator and shout as loud as I do."
Qiu Yin's face froze and she remained silent.
Factory Manager Zhang was extremely anxious. "Why don't you say something? I didn't place a single order yesterday. If I go back empty-handed tomorrow, the factory will lose a lot of money on the new production line."
Qiu Yin still said nothing.
Song Yun stood aside and watched the excitement. At this time, a middle-aged man passed by and glanced at Song Yun. At first, he didn't react. He took two steps and stopped. He looked back at Song Yun again with a look of surprise, "Miss Song?"
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