Chapter 132: Sense of Ritual (Catching Bugs) Nine o'clock is approaching, and there is...



Chapter 132: Sense of Ritual (Catching Bugs) Nine o'clock is approaching, and there is...

Chapter 132 Sense of Ritual

Yan Jiuru sent Martin and Colin away and returned to the restaurant. Chen Yin was checking out with the waiter.

One meal costs almost an average worker’s annual salary!

Neither Yan Jiuru nor Chen Yin encountered any setbacks.

The little ones were already dozing off after eating. Yan Jiuru said, "Jianjun will come over later to take you and the kids back for lunch."

Chen Yin couldn't take care of three sleepy children by herself, so she had to stay and discuss the dishes and ingredients for the evening dinner with the restaurant.

Chen Yin nodded.

She glanced at the uneaten dishes on the table and said to the waiter, "Do you have a lunch box? Please pack these dishes for me."

After paying a ten-dollar deposit, the waiter reluctantly packed up the remaining roasted lamb leg, braised pork and baked prawns.

The slightly older one winked at the other.

Customers who come to high-end restaurants like theirs are very concerned about their reputation and rarely pack up leftovers. It is assumed that they will share it with the head waiter and the two of them. They had originally focused on the roasted lamb legs and baked prawns and had made up their minds about how to divide them, but in the end...

Chen Yin doesn't care about that.

When Guo Jianjun came over, she said, "Take these back and add some to your dishes. They're more delicious than the food in the exhibition cafeteria."

"That's great. I'm really tired of the food in the cafeteria here."

The lunch box in the cafeteria is not cheap at one dollar but the taste is really average. Who would mind if you can add a pure meat dish from a high-end restaurant that is out of reach? Is it leftover? It’s good enough to have something to eat.

Didn’t you see that the waiters were unhappy?

***

The afternoon exhibition started at 2:30, and Yan Jiuru only rested until a little after 2:00 before getting up.

He told Chen Yin, "The children worked hard this morning, so let them sleep until they wake up naturally. You should also go over when you wake up."

With these two agency jobs, he felt confident and didn't need his wife and children to suffer with him.

Otherwise, wouldn’t the wages of these people in the factory be in vain?

"Okay, I estimate it's about three o'clock." Chen Yin also felt sorry for the child, but children don't mind being tired and love to join in the fun when there are many people around. It would be impossible not to let them go after they wake up.

She saw her husband wash his face with cold water and wet his hair, obviously he didn't get enough sleep.

Chen Yin sighed softly, straightened his collar, and said, "For those who are just asking for information, let Xiao Wang and Xiao Li exercise. You can take some time to rest."

She knew that this was his career, and he had to do everything himself during the initial stage. The people in the factory could only be his assistants and could not be the main force.

This kind of mental fatigue is more tiring than physical fatigue.

"Yeah, I know, don't worry."

***

At the afternoon exhibition, there were obviously more merchants than in the morning, and the place was bustling with people.

Fortunately, the order was very good. Everyone walked around and looked around, stopping from time to time to look at the information and chat at the booths that interested them. It was not too crowded.

There were waves of customers at the Feiying booth, and even several groups surrounded the booth at the same time. Yan Jiuru simply handed out business cards to them one by one and introduced them together.

Then those who are just asking out of curiosity are handed over to Xiao Wang, Xiao Li and the translator to cooperate, and he specifically receives customers with clear intentions.

At the negotiation table, some guests sat down and then left, while others sat down and chatted while observing. The two tables were basically never empty.

Director Tong had to run to Friendship Shopping Mall again to buy coffee.

Even the tea sponsorship that Xiao Wang brought in signed two big contracts. The leader who was in charge of providing the sponsorship was naturally very happy, and those who refused it felt very regretful.

Although everyone was busy, it was obviously much better than the feeling of being at a loss in the morning.

***

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Yin came over with the children.

The translators, marketing, and sales staff, who had been tense all breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Wang quickly pulled Chen Yin and whispered, "Sister, hold on for a while. We are all about to pee our pants. We need to go to the toilet quickly."

I really can't leave.

Chen Yin nodded and asked, "Why don't you take your shift?"

Xiao Wang replied while jogging along: "Customers come one after another, there is no room at all..."

Chen Yin's arrival made Yan Jiuru feel a lot more relaxed.

She is fluent in foreign languages ​​and can do some basic consultation and reception work in the early stages on behalf of Yan Jiuru. Yan Jiuru only needs to be responsible for subsequent negotiations with clear intentions, which greatly improves efficiency.

After working hard for an entire afternoon, Yan Jiuru only signed a regional agent for the British Empire. On the contrary, the two potential agents for the most promising United States have not been signed yet.

***

After five o'clock in the afternoon, the number of customers began to decrease. After all, most of the foreign businessmen who came here were wealthy and they would not make themselves work so hard.

Yan Jiuru went to the exhibition service center specifically to inquire about the signing ceremony tomorrow and wanted to invite some media and reporters.

The Convention and Exhibition Service Center was eager for the exhibitors to make more of a splash, and immediately stated that they had templates from previous signing ceremonies for reference, and they could also do it according to their own requirements.

Yan Jiuru looked at their previous photos, which all showed symbolic signing ceremonies in a small conference room, with both sides shaking hands and taking photos.

“The best location is at our booth, nothing else matters.”

The staff member nodded immediately and said, "Okay, what time is it tomorrow morning? Our center's leaders will be in attendance according to the schedule."

Yan Jiuru: I haven’t really thought about this, but it’s possible.

"Nine o'clock in the morning."

***

When the factory was about to close in the afternoon, Yan Jiuru was thinking about inviting the Arab guests to dinner in the evening. He looked at the workers in the factory, and found that everyone had stepped back.

Although they also want to eat at a high-end restaurant, no one wants to embarrass themselves. If they don't speak the language, would it be appropriate to just eat in silence?

Although I am greedy, I still have some self-awareness.

Yan Jiuru had no choice but to ask Director Tong to take everyone to a nearby restaurant for a good meal to celebrate signing the contract today.

Director Tong had experience, so he went around the area early and booked a large private room in a mid-range restaurant that could seat more than a dozen people.

When they got there, all the restaurants along the way were crowded.

***

"There is still work to do, so let's eat well and not drink." Chen Yin raised her drink and thanked everyone for their hard work.

Everyone present knew that the factory director's wife had taken special leave to come and help, which was somewhat embarrassing, after all, they were being paid by her.

Xiao Li was particularly frustrated: "I thought I had learned well at home, but in the end, I could memorize the things I was introducing myself, but when the guests started talking, I found that I couldn't understand anything. What's going on?"

Communication is mutual. He can't just talk about his own things and not understand what others are saying.

The other four translators echoed, "Yes, Sister Chen, if you don't understand what others are saying, you won't be able to continue the conversation."

What could Chen Yin say? Blame them for being unprofessional? Or look down on them?

She could only comfort him: "It's all the same at the beginning."

This is also the shortcoming of Dumb English, it is just for passing the exam.

Zhao Wei, who was translating, shook his head and sighed, "I feel like what they're saying doesn't sound like English at all. Especially that dark-skinned guest who came this afternoon. I have no idea what he's saying."

Wu Xiuli also nodded and said, "As for that old and strong Australian guest, I only understood what he said about being from Austria. From the rest of the long conversation, I only understood a few words like "dealer"... "

Chen Yin smiled and encouraged them: "This is mainly because the environment in which we learn foreign languages ​​is too rigid. Besides, the textbooks we use are all the most standard.

In fact, guests come from all over the world, and each place has its own accent and even dialect.

Moreover, to be honest, some of the guests' native language is not English, and the English they learned is not very good.

I started out pretty much like you guys.

It will get better with more exposure and accumulation in the future."

"Really? Sister Chen, how did you and Brother Yan become so good at English?" Wang Yanan asked curiously while holding a drink.

Chen Yin glanced at her and said, "Everyone's environment is different. Director Yan is a natural genius. Most people can't learn it. I have worked hard."

“Oh~”

Wu Xiuli glanced at the two of them and said with a smile, "Sister Chen, I think South Koreans' English is quite similar to ours, so it's a little easier to understand."

Everyone started discussing while eating.

"For example, the English spoken by people in the United States is different from that spoken in the UK. People in countries like Australia and South Korea even speak English with their own accents."

"Just like we all speak Xuanguo dialect, some speak Henan dialect, some speak Northern dialect, and some speak Southern and Northern Jiangsu dialect."

"Yeah, we all live in the same dorm and come from different places. When we first met, we were confused by the Mandarin spoken with a local accent. But after getting used to it, you can probably still speak a few sentences along, right?"

"That's right, Sister Chen, you are absolutely right."

With that said, it seems like they aren't so self-deprecating anymore.

Although their own English is indeed not very good, the guests' English may not be that good either.

***

Yan Jiuru agreed with Faisal and others to meet at 6:30 in the evening.

He arrived at the restaurant door a quarter of an hour early to wait for the guests.

Faisal and others were very punctual and appeared at the door almost at 6:30.

"As-Salamu Alaykum!" Yan Jiuru greeted with a smile.

“Wa Alaykum As-Salam!” May peace be with you, Faisal and others replied.

Yan Jiuru invites everyone to take a seat.

The restaurant of the Oriental Hotel is also quite professional, and they have specially prepared floor carpets, placemats, cushions, etc.

Sure enough, when they saw the carpet arrangement, the three guests all smiled and expressed their gratitude to Yan Jiuru.

This is a respect for their national customs.

Everyone took off their shoes and sat down in order of importance.

At Yan Jiuru's suggestion, the halal chef specially invited by the restaurant brought two large lobsters that were still spitting foam for the guests to take a look.

Guests who follow halal customs do not eat dead animals; they must be killed alive.

Originally, the restaurant did not have this ingredient. After seeing that the ingredients provided by the restaurant manager were quite ordinary, he found an opportunity to take some fresh seafood from his own frozen food container and give it to the restaurant.

The restaurant manager was very surprised because they always had insufficient ingredients and could always accept more.

Ahem, okay, Yan Jiuru also sold half a truck of seafood to the restaurant. Of course, except for what they ate, the rest would be delivered after dinner.

Faisal and others were not unfamiliar with seafood, but as they had just become wealthy, the lobsters they often ate were also about one kilogram. The two varieties displayed by the chef were different, but both weighed about two kilograms.

Faisal looked at the boy's elder brother and asked him to choose.

The other party chose Australian lobster.

Because the lobster was big enough, I chose to eat both the baked lobster and the garlic roasted lobster, and paired them with hummus and tartare.

A big lobster is not enough to entertain guests. Yan Jiuru also ordered several ready-made dishes, all of which are halal.

Perhaps because he saw that Yan Jiuru respected their customs, Brother Mohammed took the initiative to bring up the market possibilities in other Middle Eastern countries.

As aristocrats of a wealthy country, they know better where people like them are.

Yan Jiuru spent more than twice as much on this meal as he did at lunch, and he even provided the lobster himself.

But the gains were not small.

He gained the favor and initial friendship of Muhammad and Faisal, as well as their introductions to several contacts in wealthy countries in the region.

***

It's impossible to say that I don't feel sad at all after spending several thousand yuan on treating everyone to a meal.

However, it is worthwhile to look at the results.

The next day, thinking there would be a signing ceremony, Yan Jiuru and others arrived at the booth early and started working.

They cleared a space in the center of the booth, put two long tables together to make a signing table, used a large piece of thick beige fabric that Xiao Wang borrowed from the fabric booth as a tablecloth, and arranged chairs and small flags of several countries, which were provided by the convention and exhibition center.

Behind the signing table are cars arranged in a fan shape and the Feiying Factory logo. Make sure you can capture them when taking photos.

At around eight o'clock, when guests started to arrive, reporters from several major local media outlets also came over with cameras in hand.

Before the guests arrived, they took a lot of photos of the booth to keep as material. Similarly, the local daily newspaper and economic newspaper, both mainstream media, briefly interviewed Yan Jiuru.

***

Everything was going on in an orderly manner on their side.

Eight thirty.

The staff of the convention center came over to inquire.

But the guests haven't arrived yet.

Xiao Li asked anxiously, "Why haven't you come yet? Don't waste time..."

At 8:40, the guest was still nowhere to be seen.

Now, not only Xiao Li, but also Xiao Wang and Director Tong were frequently looking at their watches. Not only were they anxious in their hearts, but they couldn't hide the worry in their eyes.

Fortunately, at 8:45, Martin and Colin appeared.

Everyone was visibly relieved to see them.

***

Yan Jiuru asked them to sit down and rest for a while, and Xiao Wang quickly took the prepared contract documents to show the guests.

Yan Jiuru and Martin whispered a few more words, mainly talking about the meaning of the symbolic signing.

Martin understood it very well, because he had received many purchasing groups from Xuan Country, and he had to do this every time. He thought it was a custom.

Yan Jiuru smiled: It’s okay if you think so.

It was almost nine o'clock, and all the relevant leaders had arrived, but there were still two signing guests who had not arrived.

Now, except for Yan Jiuru, almost everyone was getting anxious and Director Tong ran outside several times.

Even the two leaders looked unhappy, although they didn't say anything.

Yan Jiuru looked at his watch and whispered to the two leaders, "Please rest assured, these two guests are very punctual."

The hands on the watch turned slowly, and other guests came over when they saw the scene.

At 8:50, Yan Jiuru was still keeping his composure.

Just when a leader stood up and was about to call to ask, Faisal and others and the pot-bellied David finally appeared!

Chen Yin patted her chest and couldn't help muttering, "Don't do this next time. Just sign the contract. What's the point of the ceremony?"

Not enough heartbeat.

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