This time, the United States sent a huge exhibition delegation led by the Ministry of Commerce. The cars of the three major automobile companies were a highlight. With the United States being so active, other countries naturally followed suit. For a time, it was hard to get a booth at the Canton Fair.
I didn't expect this Canton Fair to be so lively. In the past, the organizers had tried every means to ask those big companies to bring their products to the exhibition, but this time, the big companies came on their own initiative, and the organizers were also very distressed. There were too many people and too little porridge, which was really difficult.
Deputy Director Zhang Weiguo and Wei Zhenguo of the Trade Center are from the same hometown. They joined the army together and later retired together. After many years, the old friends met again and were extremely excited.
"Weiguo, this time it's all thanks to you. If it weren't for you, it would have been difficult for me to get such a good booth." Wei Zhenguo shook his old friend's hand with extra strength.
Zhang Weiguo shook his head. "You, you said you're doing so well in Bing County, but I'm here at the Canton Fair, and you didn't even bring any products. You know, some places produce a kind of sesame cake, and they can find ways to squeeze into the Canton Fair. What are you thinking?"
"Old buddy, you have no idea how hard my life has been over the past six months!" Wei Zhenguo finally remembered to complain.
In Bing County, there was no one he could complain to, so why did he complain to his subordinates? That must be because his brain was stuck in the door.
Complain to the managers of those specialized factories? They are even more miserable and tired than him.
Complaining to the county governors of other counties who came to fight the famine? People thought he was being Versailles.
But Wei Zhenguo was really suffering and tired. Now that he saw his old friend, he wanted to have a good talk with him.
"Let's go find a place to have a meal and talk while we eat." Zhang Weiguo must welcome his old friend. They haven't seen each other for so many years, so they have to catch up.
The two of them asked for a quiet private room in a state-owned restaurant, ordered two dishes and a bottle of wine, and started talking while drinking.
"Life is very fulfilling, but it's just too tiring. Old friend, let me tell you, for the past six months, our county chief and I have been working two shifts, one on the night shift and the other on the day shift. At first, it was the machinery factory expansion, so we could still hold on. Then the steel plant expansion got a little busier, and then who knew, when they said they were going to build an automobile production line, all of Bing County was turned upside down..."
Wei Zhenguo knew better than anyone what could be said and what could not be said. He only talked about what could be said and what could not be said, such as answering the production line in the middle of the night, which he did not even mention.
"Thank you for your hard work, old friend!" Zhang Weiguo could imagine the busy schedule. "You've finally gotten your due. Bing County has developed and is now attracting nationwide attention. Who wouldn't envy you?"
Wei Zhenguo is actually very Versailles. He is now skinny and the hair on his head has become a Mediterranean style, but he is energetic and wears a patched Zhongshan suit. Wherever he goes, when people hear that he is the secretary of Bing County, a bunch of people come to him to curry favor with him. It's so exciting!
"Is it going to be a good thing?" Wei Zhenguo laughed at himself and shook his head. "Do you think it will? We're working hard to build roads right now. There's still a lot of industrial demand. Every town and village needs to start a business, so there won't be a single day of idleness."
Wei Zhenguo felt that the main reason was that Ji Xia was unwilling to let anyone be idle. With Ji Xia, this workaholic, around, no one would get away with anything as long as they were in Bing County.
Zhang Weiguo also recognized the old man's Versailles rhetoric and laughed heartily. "You know what? The Canton Fair is held every year, and it's the same every year. Who knew you would show up mid-way? We, the organizers, have been working tirelessly for days."
Wei Zhenguo was very proud and leaned over and said, "To tell you the truth, anyone who has anything to do with Bing County will be led by the nose by us. Do you know what this means?"
Zhang Weiguo laughed and said, "What's your name?"
"Leader effect!" Wei Zhenguo boasted. The main thing was that Bing County had Ji Xia. Following Ji Xia, did he still want to take it easy?
I can’t kill you!
The Canton Fair was held as normal. With the opening of the first day on April 25, the Bing County floor was already crowded with people. All the products were covered with a layer of red, and they were tailor-made for the products.
The majority of the visitors were foreigners, and they all gathered in front of the various booths of Bing County, with the majority of people in front of the CNC center and the car booth.
Someone was about to lift up the car's jacket, but was stopped by the guards on the side. "Comrade, please be civilized!"
"Isn't this sent here for display? Why haven't we been allowed to see it yet?"
"Yes, it's a mystery!"
"Remove the cloth and let us see if your car is in a state of disrepute."
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Those who were clamoring were all foreigners, and they were obviously impatient.
The three major automobile companies sent technicians this time, and among these people, the first thing they were interested in was the car cover. It was quite ingenious to be able to design such a car cover to cover the car.
At 8:30 in the morning, several leaders from the Ministry of Commerce, Bing County, and the Trade Center came over. A path was cleared in the crowd for them to pass through. They stopped only when they reached the center of the exhibition hall.
Xu Jinpeng looked at the noisy crowd and whispered to Wei Zhenguo, "Can we display all the products?"
Wei Zhenguo nodded, raised his hand, and waited beside the product. All the staff from various professional factories in Bing County acted in unison to lift the red cloth covering the booth.
Like red flags fluttering in the wind, the scene was extremely spectacular. Many media reporters took photos to capture this extraordinary moment.
At this moment, the technician from Fute who had been staring at the booth suddenly lost his mind and said in horror, "Impossible, this is impossible, this... you stole our technology!"
The technician was extremely angry, and the Canton Fair translator who was following him quickly translated his words so that the Chinese side could make preparations.
As soon as these words were spoken, they attracted everyone's attention, and everyone in the exhibition hall, except the staff, gathered here.
Zuo Ziming was the main leader of the automobile factory participating in the exhibition. He found this statement unbelievable and frowned. "Comrade, you said we stole your technology. Where is the evidence?"
Ron actually thought it was unlikely. Even if China could steal their data, a car could not be produced simply by stealing the data.
Because there is so much data, including vehicle data, experimental data, and component data, it is not something that can be summarized with just a few drawings.
The development of a complete vehicle takes at least five years. Could it be that China started stealing their data five years ago, and after all these years, Fute didn't find any clues?
But, as the chief designer of the Gran Torino Squire Station Wagon, Ron knew this car too well. Now, with the car right in front of him, how could he not be shocked and frightened?
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