Chapter 294 The Speech Begins
In the lounge, Jiang Cheng stopped there.
Since these people are willing to come back, they deserve her respect.
They should have their pride, but they should not focus only on their pride.
At this moment, Jiang Cheng was already getting along very well with nine returned overseas students. They came from four countries in total, and Jiang Cheng spoke to them in the languages of the four countries.
This fluent language conversion not only aroused the fighting spirit of the nine people, but also made them less resentful about Jiang Cheng being the first speaker.
They don't look down on people, they just respect the strong more.
In addition, Jiang Cheng "inadvertently" mentioned in the conversation her deeds of deceiving foreigners and the transaction volume she achieved at the trade fair, which made the nine people feel very satisfied and impressed.
"Jiang Cheng, you are so amazing!"
"How do you guess what foreigners are thinking so accurately?"
"You're amazing!"
Jiang Cheng smiled very "modestly".
"We were forced to do this. If we don't use our brains, they will eat our flesh and drink our blood."
“You don’t know… how much material I translated when I first started translating.”
Jiang Cheng began to complain.
The translation tasks for the machinery factory and the food factory increased in difficulty from level 10 to level 100. The nine people who heard it clenched their fists, filled with resentment.
"They've gone too far!"
"Yes, they looked down on us when we were abroad."
"They even gave us nicknames, like yellow skin... Anyway, they are so annoying."
"Yes, my mentor tried to keep me several times. I know he wanted to keep my brain, but in his heart he didn't recognize my Chinese identity."
"That's right. I don't want to be treated as an inferior person outside."
Jiang Cheng's words aroused everyone's bad memories of foreign countries.
Jiang Cheng showed admiration and shook the hand of a female doctor with eyes full of emotion.
"Thank you for your hard work!"
"You are enduring humiliation for the motherland. You have worked hard!"
Having said this, Jiang Cheng stood up and bowed deeply to the nine people.
In the lounge, the ten people got along better and better as they talked, and felt more and more that they had met each other too late.
Time passed by inadvertently and there was a knock on the door.
Comrade Zhao pushed the door open and looked at the people in the room, finally fixing his eyes on Jiang Cheng.
"Comrade Jiang Cheng, it's time for your speech."
Jiang Cheng stood up and thanked him.
"Thank you, Comrade Zhao. I'll be right there."
Comrade Zhao nodded, closed the door, and waited for her outside.
Jiang Cheng didn't waste any time. After greeting a few people, he took a deep breath and seemed a little nervous.
"Jiang Cheng, come on."
"I'm sure you'll be fine!"
"That's right, you're super awesome!"
Jiang Cheng wanted to laugh in his heart: You were not like this an hour ago.
"Okay, I'll go and give you some ideas, so get ready!"
"come on!"
Jiang Cheng shouted "Come on!", opened the door, and followed Comrade Zhao to the lecture hall.
The nine people in the room thought about it, and finally followed him out, standing backstage to listen to Jiang Cheng's speech.
Today, Jiang Cheng wore a dark green Lenin suit with a slightly waistline, a teacher's portrait on the chest, and went on stage holding a book of quotations from all quarters.
There were hundreds of factory managers in the audience, more than half of whom knew Jiang Cheng, and there were also hundreds of special training teachers and students.
The moment Jiang Cheng came on stage, thunderous applause broke out. Shen Que was among them. At this moment, he wished he had ten hands so that he could clap enough.
My heart is overflowing with pride, and there is no room for another person in my eyes.
Jiang Cheng walked from the stage to the front of the podium with calm, generous and steady steps, and responded with a faint smile.
"Hello everyone, I'm Jiang Cheng."
With just one word, even more enthusiastic applause and cheers rang out again.
The international students watching backstage felt Jiang Cheng’s popularity for the first time.
"Wow—what she said seems to be true."
"This popularity...is not exaggerated."
"I thought she was exaggerating when she said that more than half of the people at the scene knew her, but I didn't expect her to be modest. It's more than more than half, right??"
The nine people stared at Jiang Cheng in front of the podium in shock. They seemed curious about how to suppress such popularity.
If I’m not careful, I won’t be able to continue the whole speech.
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But in the next second, Jiang Cheng's smile faded slightly, and he made a downward pressing gesture with his hands.
"Do you still want to make money?"
With one question, the thunderous applause and cheers from below came to an abrupt end.
This ability to control the situation made the nine people admire him very much.
As they were in awe, they became even more curious about Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng, who was on the podium, smiled brightly for a few seconds after everyone was silent.
"Thank you. Next, let's study together how to make money."
Jiang Cheng's speech began.
It’s more like telling a story than a speech.
Jiang Cheng's speech is not empty, it does not contain any big principles, and he does not tell you what to do from a condescending position.
She starts as a small character, and this small character makes you feel like she is right next to you, and you feel like you are there, with a strong sense of involvement.
Start with a small story, advance step by step, and then at a certain point, you will suddenly become enlightened.
This way of speaking is very suitable for the factory managers here with varying levels of educational background.
Start with small stories and then talk about foreign friends.
Jiang Cheng still uses the foreigners she has met as examples to analyze their eating habits, dressing habits, and living habits.
Remind everyone how to extract useful points from these habits.
For example, people in the United States like very sweet food, and our domestic candies cannot meet their sweetness requirements, so we need to change it.
For example, people in China like to drink beer. How can we develop flavors and packaging that they like?
For example, in the relatively backward countries in Southeast Asia, what do they need? What do developed countries value more?
In short, Jiang Cheng explained every aspect very thoroughly.
The factory managers or representatives below were taking notes quickly, without any time to be distracted.
As Jiang Cheng spoke, time passed and soon it was time for the end of the speech.
The second speaker backstage became extremely nervous.
"It's over, it's over, what should I do?"
"I now realize that what I said was so empty, and I didn't consider whether the people below could understand me, or whether they would be booed if I went up to the stage."
The second place was nervously drawing circles on the spot, and the third place was not much behind.
The others were thinking about going back to revise the manuscript.
Just when they were getting nervous, Jiang Cheng's speech was about to end.
"My speech is about to end... but there is someone more powerful behind me."
Jiang Cheng made a turn and suppressed the complaints from the people below.
"Everyone who knows me knows that I am a translator. What I can do is to use language to beautify our products, but the singleness of our products is an unchangeable fact."
"This fact will not change fundamentally with my beautification, but those who come after me can."
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