Chapter 119 The art troupe was singing, but the foreign guests in the audience fell asleep?
Jiang Zhizhi's lips curled up, he is indeed a talent from China.
Been taught a lesson.
Everyone in the M country group is confused. What’s going on?
Why is it that Miss Jiang Zhizhi, who looked so pretty this morning, seems to have her blood awakened in the afternoon and her language art reaches its peak?
She's such a good bargainer at the negotiation table!
She talked a lot with her little mouth.
No matter how they responded, they were silenced.
At this time, with Jiang Zhizhi's amazing translation, the people from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs were even more powerful and they straightened their backs instantly.
This time I will never give in.
We will not give up an inch of our Chinese territory.
The two sides were haggling over the price until their faces turned red, and they even spit at each other from time to time!
An American country wanted to take advantage of China and bought these two obsolete machines at a high price.
China is getting stronger and stronger, so why don't you lower the price? Fine! You can take it back! We don't want it!
Are all these fucking Chinese people crazy? The Chinese looked at Jiang Zhizhi and the others as if they were crazy.
What if we pull it back?
It can only be treated as garbage!
Ruby, Bill, and Shabi from the M country group were trembling, their heads were being controlled by Jiang Zhizhi.
It went around and around and confused them all.
When they came to their senses, their eyes almost popped out. What the hell?
They actually hold pens in their hands?
Then I looked at the familiar English signature on the contract, and I almost spat out blood! !
Ahhh what a crappy price! It’s actually lower than what they expected?
At least 30 percent lower!!!
Help, is China serious this time?
The price of these two computers is a loss-making deal. They can't even make back the toll and shipping fee!!
The second wave of links is over.
Minister Ding of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs jumped for joy, but Minister Zheng of the Ministry of Foreign Trade shed tears of envy.
Lao Ding completed his task beautifully, but his export-oriented currency creation task is still a long way off!
Comparing yourself with others will only make you angry.
He had never had such a satisfying negotiation battle in his life.
After a day of formal activities, the next step is to manage the entertainment activities of foreigners.
The members of the art troupe volunteered to take the initiative, saying that they would do everything they could to showcase China's song and dance culture in front of foreigners.
Qi Miao was the first to sign up.
She wouldn't believe it even if she was beaten to death. Her singing and dancing were only second to the main pillar and three senior members of the group. How could it not be enough to mesmerize those foreigners?
The head of the art troupe slammed the table proudly and said, "Done! Approved!"
"You must regain your lost reputation, otherwise I won't be able to report to the superiors."
Qi Miao, Wang Ying, Xue Shanshan: “Yes!”
After the three of them came out, they immediately discussed with the stage leader what kind of show they were going to perform.
Unfortunately, the mainstay of the art troupe caught a cold, his voice became hoarse, and he was unable to perform on stage.
Qi Miao's expression changed instantly, and his whole body stood up straight!
Minister Ding of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs suddenly sneezed several times and felt a chill on his back.
No way?
Nothing bad will happen, right?
Bah, bah, bah, good things don’t work, but bad things do!
Nothing can go wrong today.
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16:00 p.m.
Qi Miao, Wang Ying and Xue Shanshan from the art troupe arrived at the venue and all the performance equipment was moved in.
"Where are the foreign guests?" Qi Miao put on heavy makeup, and her graceful figure attracted many people's attention.
"We are vocal performers from the cultural troupe, and we perform for foreign guests."
The staff at the venue suddenly slapped their heads and hurriedly asked their companions: "Has Minister Ding arranged a program?"
Another staff member immediately went to check, and came back a few minutes later, panting, "It's a temporary arrangement. Let's notify them right away, otherwise all the guests will run away."
The two immediately called for help from others.
Fortunately, when we were negotiating in the backcourt today, nothing had been removed.
All they need to do is clean up the garbage in the infield and replace the water with clean mineral water.
After a while, the people from Big Brother Country and Country M came back. With the experience of the first time, they quickly found their positions this time.
"What are you doing? Are you going to put on a show for us?"
"Chinese songs are not as good as American songs. Our queen's voice is so beautiful! She's much better than Chinese songs!"
"I'm tired of listening to the same few songs over and over again."
Qi Miao stood on the stage with sweaty palms. It would be a lie to say she wasn't nervous.
"Why do those foreigners look so listless?" Wang Ying asked, feeling a little uneasy.
Xue Shanshan looked over for a few times and replied lightly, "They had a meeting all day today, so of course they are tired!"
"This is our great opportunity. Let's wake them up with our beautiful singing!"
After hearing this, Qi Miao and Wang Ying couldn't help but nod their heads.
They must get up where they fell. There is no way they will fall on foreigners a second time!
Qi Miao gritted her teeth. Damn it, she had lost all her dignity and self-respect in front of the most annoying Jiang Zhizhi.
Jiang Zhizhi was a reckless person who would not care about anything when he started fighting, which caused her to be severely beaten up by the director of the art troupe when she returned.
This time, she would never let Jiang Zhizhi steal her limelight again.
This time, she vowed to protect the only remaining crotch of her pants with all her might!
Three people came on stage, and graceful singing was heard, accompanied by soft drum beats, like raindrops gently knocking on the windows of the heart.
Qi Miao stood upright on the stage and sang with great confidence, her eyes fixed on someone in the audience.
Some of the American people sitting on the chairs suddenly relaxed and became drowsy, some were whispering to each other in the audience, some were yawning madly, and some even talked about their intention to buy from China.
"There's nothing you can do about it. Chinese songs are nice to listen to, but they're just not very appealing."
"Haha, there are so many god-level performances of the queen of Country M, all of which are about strength! How can China compare?"
"The queen of country M is super confident and relaxed, with an indescribable sense of relaxation, and a strong chest burst. She is so lethal on the stage. Can China compare to her?"
"Wow, China is poor and backward, and this is the culture..."
"Bad culture! Humph!"
"Then you might as well go back to sleep. I'm giving face to China by sitting here."
The answer in the minds of many Americans is that there is no comparison, and they, the audience, just need to enjoy it in the audience.
On the contrary, people in Big Brother country have a certain sitting posture, with their eyes blank, and no one knows what they are thinking.
Obviously, neither side listened!
Minister Ding of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, who was sitting in the audience, felt a chill on his back again, and his heart skipped a beat at this moment.
What sin has he committed?
Once again, I was led into the ditch by the people from the art troupe!
Sentence after sentence of disgust in English fell into Si Moli's ears, as if a huge bomb exploded beside her ear, and her eardrum was about to be torn off.
Si Moli wished she could shoot these old bastards to death with a bang.
Minister Ding of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and Minister Zheng of the Ministry of Foreign Trade quickly asked Si Moli, Meng Qiancheng, and Meng Sijin what those foreigners were whispering about.
Why does it feel more lively than Chinese New Year?
As accompanying translators, they translated all the original words of the foreigners, and they felt very complicated.
Upon hearing this, the two ministers were furious.
Minister Ding of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs slammed the table and shouted angrily: "What kind of program is this? Who arranged it?"
"Where has the pillar of the cultural troupe gone?"