Chapter 520 Telling a story from the end to the beginning
"It's not that anyone wants to take away your credit. No one can take away your credit." Jiang Ming said: "It's just..."
He was a little embarrassed to say it.
Seeing that Cheng Hui had a high probability of completing the order and would soon gain fame and fortune, some people became defensive and jealous.
How old is she? At such a young age! When I first entered the workplace, I avoided 20 years of detours!
Some people couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to suppress the matter of making Cheng Hui famous.
Anyway, she wasn't reported at the beginning, and now it's been a few months, so don't report it anymore.
I didn't give her a penny less!
Young people, it’s not good to praise them too much, or you may suffer a heavy fall.
They are all doing this for her own good!
Jiang Ming argued with reason, but he was no match for a group of jealous people. He was not sure what the final result would be. Whether Cheng Hui's story of pulling in billions of dollars in foreign exchange by herself would be reported in the newspapers.
If she were in the newspaper, she would be famous all over the country, a true figure of the times.
If not, she can only have a little fame in the circle.
The gap between the two is huge. If it is the former, then as long as she doesn't make big mistakes in the future, with this achievement as a foundation, her future path will be smooth and she will be able to rise to the top.
If it's the latter, keep working hard.
Jiang Ming was really at a loss for words. He had promised Cheng Hui...
Even if he didn't say it, Cheng Hui could guess it.
It’s not like she’s been in society for the first time, what hasn’t she seen?
“Isn’t this called stealing credit?” She said, “Yes, this credit cannot be taken away by anyone, so this credit is gone, it no longer exists, it is not someone else’s, nor is it mine, it has disappeared.”
Jiang Ming said in an awkward whisper: "No, how can that be possible? It's still here."
Cheng Hui smiled and said, "Of course it is. It will be in the newspaper in two days."
She said: "It started with steamed buns, then enamel bowls, then furniture, then ovens, and finally me. I have already contacted the newspapers, and will publish a headline every three days, telling the people a story from the end to the beginning."
Before the Spring Fair ended, people only knew how much foreign exchange was sold in total. As for what sold the most, it was not reported because the news about Cheng Hui had to be suppressed.
People in several factories are busy with production and have no time to go out and chat. What's more, some large factories are actually relatively closed.
Factories, housing estates, schools, shops, hospitals, etc. are all their own, and are even all in one big yard. They want to become a "country within a country" and do not have much contact with the outside world.
Ordinary people would not know about enamel bowls, furniture and electric ovens.
Now Cheng Hui took the opportunity of giving them free steamed buns to talk to them.
Now that we have talked about the last three things, we must talk about the inventors of these things.
"No one will suppress this news, right?" Cheng Hui asked.
Jiang Ming had already turned the corner and said with a smile: "Probably not."
She told it backwards!
Free staple food is so popular now, what's wrong with it being in the news? No one would think of pressing it.
Since we are giving away staple foods for free, we have to introduce a few factories that are receiving the gifts. What’s wrong with that?
After introducing these things, Cheng Hui was brought up last.
By the time some people react, it's no longer possible to suppress it.
If you have the ability, don't select any advanced figures this year. If you want to select, you can't skip Cheng Hui.
"It has to be you!" Jiang Ming said, "I'll feel relieved now!"
Cheng Hui just smiled and said, "But I'm still a little worried. The Autumn Fair is coming soon. Isn't there anyone looking for you?"
Jiang Ming's face froze. Really nothing could escape her mind!
He paused and said, "Some people have come to me recently and want to participate in the Autumn Fair. Of course, they have to listen to your opinion first. You decide which projects can participate, how to participate, and who can participate. It's all up to you!"
The orders for the Spring Fair are all finalized. No one dares to touch them until Cheng Hui completes them. Once she finishes them, no one can force their name to be added.
Cheng Hui is doing it, but others are not doing it! Why add him and not me?
So there is no suspense about the Spring Fair, and some people have turned their attention to the Autumn Fair.
They want to gain both fame and fortune with Cheng Hui!
"Qiao Liang from the furniture factory has used his relatives' connections to keep an eye on you handing in your list." Jiang Ming whispered to her, "Once you hand it in, they will have to hand in the same one. It doesn't really matter if it's a few hours overdue."
It’s not the college entrance examination. You have to hand in your paper when the bell rings and you can’t write a single word.
The deadline set by the Ministry of Commerce has arrived, so it’s no big deal to add to the list later.
The few pieces of furniture that Cheng Hui had previously had were not on the list at all, but they could still be exported. As long as she could deliver the items to the venue and as long as foreign businessmen wanted them, no one could refuse the foreign exchange now.
"Then I won't hand in the list." Cheng Hui said, "When we get to the Canton Fair, we'll move directly to the venue."
After saying this, her expression paused.
The furniture was sent in before under the name of sponsoring tables, chairs and benches. What is the name this time? You can't sponsor a coffin, right?
Thinking of this, she laughed, but also felt helpless.
It seems that the previous approach is not feasible.
When the autumn trade fair comes, she can't just force her way through the door carrying the coffin, because that would cause trouble.
Should I give up?
Was she afraid that someone would snatch her plate, so she just threw it away?
That won't work.
It’s been a good few years since I started earning foreign exchange and gaining credit.
Even if she earns more foreign exchange in the future, it will not be a credit to her. By that time, the country will have more foreign exchange than can be spent and will have to donate it everywhere.
"What are you thinking about?" Jiang Ming asked.
"I'm thinking about how to bypass the rules." Cheng Hui said with a hushed voice, "I won't tell the leader about this. You don't know anything. If something goes wrong in the future, it will be someone else's fault."
Jiang Ming stopped asking immediately. He knew too much. Sometimes it is not good to know too much!
"Then I'll take my leave first. Don't worry, I'll help you keep an eye on the newspaper. Even if someone finds any signs and wants to suppress it, I won't be able to do so." Jiang Ming said.
"Thank you, uncle." Cheng Hui stood up and saw the guest off with a smile.
She is sometimes "leader" and sometimes "uncle", and the transition is very smooth.
But no matter what, Jiang Ming is only her half uncle now.
If you trust others 100%, you are a tiger.
Especially for people of their status, sometimes they really have no choice but to do whatever their superiors tell them to do.
So she just listened to Jiang Ming's promises and stuff, as plans couldn't change as fast as they did.
After Jiang Ming left, the next day all the newspapers in Beijing reported that the "Weifeng Food Factory" was sending staple food.
In fact, it was not given away for free. The factory paid for it, and the government and individuals jointly issued the food coupons.
But isn’t it more eye-catching to write it this way? If someone calls it true, just tell him it’s the “song” in “运”!
Anyway, confiscating the workers’ money is like giving it away for free to them!
Decades later, if the company gives out steamed buns and rice for free, not everyone will want them. Many people will shake their heads and say “I don’t want to eat them.”
But now, it is as precious as giving gold.
Everyone is happier than during the Chinese New Year, even happier than making money! Because they have money but no tickets, they can't buy food.
Even if you have tickets, you can't buy fine grains.
Many newspapers put this news on the front page.
For three consecutive days, Weifeng Food Factory was praised again and again.
When everyone was most curious, Cheng Hui called Guo Dajun and said, "It's time to sell egg tarts."
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