Chapter 118
The entrance to the trade fair was crowded with people.
As one of the few expositions in the country that focuses on foreign trade, representatives from all regions will participate. There are people from both sides of the Taiwan Strait and Hong Kong, including many foreign businessmen, making it very lively.
The leaders naturally attach great importance to this grand event.
A senior provincial official, wearing a Mao suit and with his hands behind his back, walked into the exhibition hall to inspect it. Surrounding him were secretaries, subordinates, exhibition managers, reporters and other people, a huge crowd.
"The comrades who came to the exhibition today are very enthusiastic." said the cadre with a smile.
"Indeed, everyone was delighted."
As soon as he walked into the gate, the cadre saw from the corner of his eye that some people at the gate had set up a cordon, not allowing foreign merchants and people who were visiting the exhibition to enter. Those people were stopped far away outside the gate, some frowned, some looked around curiously, with different expressions.
The cadre frowned slightly and said to the person in charge beside him: "Don't be so nervous. Foreign businessmen and ordinary people are not cannibals. We can't stop them like this. Don't hinder their normal work."
“Yes, we will adjust it right away.”
The cordon that had just been set up was removed again, and after a brief pause, people began to come and go in front of the exhibition hall again.
The cadres slowly looked at several booths. The exhibits were mainly local specialties, light industrial products, and handicraft products. They all looked good, but there were no particularly eye-catching products or booths.
I asked a few routine questions, and suddenly I saw a lot of people rushing in one direction.
The cadre was puzzled: "What happened? Why are they all going over there?"
For a moment, the person in charge's hair stood up all over his body. He couldn't be so unlucky. Could it be that something bad had just happened?
He calmed himself down and pretended to be calm: "That's the Sino-foreign joint venture exhibition area, which was specially added this year. Maybe... there are some attractive products..."
The tone is a bit hollow.
The cadre was intrigued and changed direction: "Really? Then go over and take a look."
A group of people walked from the main venue to a more remote venue. When they reached the corridor, there were more and more people, and amid the noisy voices, they heard a kind of music.
The closer you get, the clearer the music becomes. It's not just one type of music, but several types of music: guitar, drums... and flute.
When I got closer, I saw a small round wooden platform in front of a booth called "Zhengmei Group". Five young people were standing on it, each holding a piece of music and playing it happily.
"What kind of drama is this?" the cadre said with a smile.
While waiting for this melody to end, the booth was surrounded by people in three layers inside and outside.
Several young people on the stage looked at each other, the guitarist plucked the strings, and the lead singer sang:
"Tell the world I'm here!"
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The music played in unison, the warm atmosphere and the lively rhythm ignited the atmosphere of the whole audience, and they couldn't help but clap their hands to the rhythm. Especially some foreigners were very excited. How could they not be excited to see such a lively performance in China, which has always been described as having a depressing atmosphere!
At the end of the song, there was thunderous applause.
The cadre also clapped his hands twice and said to the person next to him: "Is this the program you arranged?"
The person in charge was confused: "No... yes, that's not it." He turned his head to look at the subordinates beside him.
As they were staring at each other, the lead singer on the stage pulled the microphone cord.
Focusing his eyes on the stage, the young man smiled and said, "Thank you all for stopping and listening. The name of the song just now is "Tell the World I'm Here." Today, I also want to announce a very good news to everyone. Our Zhengmei Group, in cooperation with the Suicheng Fourth Food Factory, Sportbot, has jointly launched China's first sports drink - Sports Power."
"The song 'Tell the World I'm Here' that we just sang is the product theme song of Dongli. This sports drink is specially designed for people after exercise. It can quickly replenish the nutrients consumed and make people full of energy."
"Today, there is a special welfare event. We will give away 100 cans of 'Sports Power' for everyone to try!"
As he spoke, the young lead singer pointed to the side, and several young staff members lifted a piece of red silk, revealing an artistic stack of orange cans with the word "Sports Power" printed on them.
A short-haired girl opened a can of Sports Power and said enthusiastically, "If anyone wants to try it, you can line up here."
Within three seconds, some smart people came over and started queuing up to try the drink.
The person in charge was smart. Seeing this, he immediately went to find the person in charge of this booth. He just noticed that before the young people on the stage started their formal performance, they all looked at a beautiful girl with long flowing hair. After the beautiful girl made an OK gesture, the music started.
Chen Lanjun had sharp eyes. As soon as she saw the man in the Zhongshan suit approaching, she took out two cans of "Sports Power" and was ready at all times.
Just then the person in charge came over, took two steps forward, and shoved the drink into his hand with a smile.
"Hello, leader. Please taste the first sports drink we launched in mainland China."
The person in charge took a look at her, thought that this person had good eyesight and looked smart, so he smiled and nodded.
While the person in charge was walking towards the senior cadres, Chen Lanjun quietly followed, stopped outside the small circle of bodyguards, and listened attentively.
In this era, the absolutely exquisite cans were naturally delivered to the hands of cadres.
He squeezed the can, exerted force with his fingers, and made a mark.
"This packaging of beverages is quite interesting," the cadre said with a smile. "This way of exhibition and sales is also very interesting. Giving away 100 bottles of beverages for free is very good and bold. It is worthy of being a joint venture, and it has a new look."
He looked up at the booth: "Zhengmei Group, the Fourth Food Factory...are their leaders here?"
"Yes," Chen Lanjun raised her hand high, "The factory director and our chairman are both here."
Feng Jun and Pang Xiaopeng squeezed over one after another.
After showing their work IDs, they were allowed to walk a short distance from the cadres.
The cadres looked at their young faces and said with some emotion: "You are indeed young and energetic, and you have ideas. Can you introduce this sports drink to me?"
Feng Jun and Pang Xiaopeng talked to each other and explained the whole process of the product's birth in a simple and clear manner.
When the inspiration for this drink came from watching the women's volleyball team win the championship and wanting to replenish the athletes' energy, the cadre nodded and said, "It's good to do business while also thinking about the country and the world."
It was the first time that Feng Jun spoke to such a high-ranking cadre, and he was a little nervous. As soon as he felt nervous, he went to see Chen Lanjun.
Chen Lanjun held up a camera, blinked at her, and made the "take photo" mouth shape.
Feng Jun reacted immediately and said to the cadre, "Um... Leader, may I have the honor of taking a photo with you?"
"Okay."
Chen Lanjun squeezed to the front and prepared to take a group photo. Seeing this, the photographer who came with the cadres also ran over to look for an angle.
With a click of the shutter button, this precious moment is captured.
The big boss, Pang Xiaopeng and Feng Jun, each holding a can of "Sports Power", and the Zhengmei Group's booth behind them, were preserved in the form of photos.
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