Dan Lian looked Jiang Ci up and down, smiled slightly, and nodded in acknowledgment.
"Hello." Jiang Ci nodded in a friendly manner. "My name is Jiang Ci."
“I know you. Although you only graduated from high school, you are the diplomat in charge of communication between the Ministry of Foreign Trade and Y this time.”
Jiang Ci's expression remained unchanged. "The leaders have entrusted us with an important task, so we must work together to do it well, right?"
Shan Lian looked at her, said nothing, and turned to walk inside.
After Jiangci arrived, they started a meeting.
She didn't take out the painting, but said, "The packaging is indeed a big problem. Now that we have a new designer, and Comrade Shan is a master of traditional Chinese painting, his skills are definitely much higher than mine, an amateur. I won't try to teach him."
Dan Lian's gaze, however, fell on Jiang Ci's military satchel, and she said, "I think I saw a painting in Comrade Jiang's bag just now. I'd like to ask what it's for?"
Everyone looked at Jiang Ci.
Jiang Ci paused for a moment, smiled, and took out the paintings. "These are the ones I got for reference. Since they are for export to Y country, we naturally can't make the same packaging as the ones supplied domestically, after all, the two countries have different national conditions."
"These are all Western paintings. No wonder Comrade Jiang brought them over."
"Yes, just by looking at the room Henry hosted for us, you can tell that Henry's taste in beauty is different from that of people in our country."
"So if we want our packaging to impress Henry, we have to make a fundamental change."
The people at the table were talking amongst themselves.
Shan Lian glanced at the Western paintings and frowned.
It was just a crudely made painting; in her opinion, only ordinary people would glance at it, and it was hardly worthy of serious attention.
"You want me to draw these things?" Shan Lian was clearly unhappy.
“This is just for reference, Comrade Shan,” Jiang Ci repeated. “You are a professional, and I, as an outsider, shouldn’t offer too much advice.”
"If the outer packaging doesn't pass muster, the subsequent transactions can't proceed. Comrade Shan, the packaging is your responsibility. The comrades from the Ministry of Foreign Trade should have told you about the different types of tea products being exported this time, as well as the corresponding consumer groups."
Shan Lian nodded reluctantly, "I understand."
“Okay, then let’s continue discussing other matters.” Jiang Ci didn’t continue talking about the packaging issue and quickly changed the subject.
One is the banquets and various diplomatic activities that have been ongoing since November.
There will be more diplomatic activity in December.
Since they want to sell tea abroad, they naturally can't just sell it to Country Y. They also need to cast a wide net and promote their products to other countries.
These diplomatic events provide them with opportunities to promote their products.
Jiang Ci smiled and said, "With so much tea from all over the country, it has to be sold domestically and then exported to make a profit, right?"
Everyone was incredibly excited upon hearing this.
Jiang Ci quickly assigned tasks: selecting tea from various regions and collecting relevant background information and stories. He had clerks write the documents, while other personnel from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, along with those from the Ministry of Foreign Trade and the Protocol Department, made contact to discuss the supply of tea.
In this day and age, few people are lazy, especially when it concerns export products and affects the country's reputation.
Jiang Ci divided them into groups, with each group mainly responsible for one task. She, along with a colleague from the Ministry of Foreign Trade and a colleague from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, handled the organization and transmission of information, as well as overall coordination.
Things proceeded smoothly, and even these people didn't notice one thing.
Don't they only sell black tea to country Y and do business with people from country Y?
How did this job turn into selling tea to countries all over the world?
They were so engrossed in their work that few noticed Jiang Ci's intentions.
Jiang Ci didn't say much and went about her own business.
Shan Lian's abilities are not just boasts; she is indeed very capable.
The packaging designs were different, and the techniques used in the artwork also varied.
Jiang Ci glanced at it and made a decision, saying, "I'll go see Mr. Henry in a bit."
Shan Lian proudly raised her head; she was naturally very confident in herself.
Jiang Ci was busy as a bee, and Zhou Mingli was not idle either.
Chef Mo was temporarily transferred to another post to prepare for the upcoming busy banquet.
As Chef Mo's apprentice, he naturally had to rely on Zhou Mingli to assist him, so the municipal government temporarily brought back the retired chef to help with the work.
There were quite a few chefs this time, and they were in charge of different banquets and events.
Chef Mo is a state banquet chef, so the banquets he is in charge of are naturally of a very high standard.
This time, Chef Mo was in charge of an event attended by high-ranking officials.
The menus were prepared in advance, and the ingredients sent from various places were also well prepared.
Chef Mo, as the head chef, will be joined by Zhou Mingli and two other chefs, along with three assistant chefs, to be in charge of this dinner.
He was responsible for cooking two-thirds of the dishes on the menu, and Zhou Mingli assisted him, so he naturally learned even more.
After working from morning till afternoon to prepare all the side dishes for the hot dishes, Zhou Mingli was finally able to rest and eat. He and several chefs and kitchen helpers ate the staff meal in the back kitchen.
During the 30-minute break, Zhou Mingli came out of the kitchen and went to the restroom.
"I thought I would have to wait three days to see Uncle Shan, but I didn't expect to run into him upstairs today."
"Hehe, we uncle and nephew are destined to meet." The man called Uncle Shan was about sixty years old and had a kind appearance.
Uncle Shan looked at the man and smiled, "Xiao Zhen, you've improved a lot over the years."
As Zhou Mingli bent down to wash his hands, he looked up and glanced at the mirror, noticing an elderly man and a young man also heading towards the restroom.
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