Guo Yuda was on the verge of tears.
The foreigners have arrived.
I also saw the keyboard.
But they would only watch for a while before leaving.
Guo Yuda hurriedly asked Wu Changfeng for help: "Several foreigners have come here sporadically, but they're just looking around. Why aren't they placing any orders?"
At this moment, Wu Changfeng was fiddling with electrical wires with Director Liao.
Director Liao believes that since air fryers can be sold, then let's continue!
Once the power cord is pulled over, we can continue grilling.
Director Liao was also scared; the effect at the door just now was quite good.
But Jiyang Province's booth is too far inside. What if the foreigners forget about it? Wouldn't that be a huge loss?
Director Liao, who had just returned from the office, bragged wildly.
This prompted Director Xue from Shenshui Province to come and learn from their experience.
So, Director Liao had someone run an electric wire in an attempt to fill the exhibition center with fragrance again.
Foreigners will remember this as soon as they smell it.
In fact, Wu Changfeng believed that it was unnecessary.
Can a qualified buyer forget what they are buying?
It's simply about making things a little harder for yourself.
But with a little time, you can still find the booth here.
But Director Liao disagreed. Guiding buyers is our responsibility.
Wu Changfeng simply stopped caring and let them grill whatever they wanted.
In response to Guo Yuda's question, Wu Changfeng said, "Not every foreigner has the intention to make purchases."
"The foreigners here all have their own sales channels. You can't let someone selling tea mess with your keyboards, can you?"
"Still haven't met the right buyer yet. Don't worry, we'll get there eventually."
How could Guo Yuda not be anxious?
Your Jiyang Province has already opened for business.
I haven't seen a single trace of oil.
A short while later.
Director Liao strung up the wires, and said, "Wu Changfeng won't grill it, I'll do it myself!"
It's incredibly simple anyway.
Director Liao cut the potatoes in a very professional manner, and then stuffed the potato strips inside.
Soon, the aroma wafted out.
Director Liao laughed heartily: "Too easy! Come on, everyone, have a taste!"
Employees from other factories in Jiyang Province each held a box and ate them very happily.
But some people are unhappy.
That's the Fujian Province booth next door.
The cosmetics they brought this time.
Before the reform and opening up, there were cosmetics in China, but the variety was limited, and for people of that era, cosmetics were a luxury.
For ordinary people, being able to use clam oil was considered quite good. As for the snow cream and Vaseline cold cream from state-owned factories, those were only affordable for cadres' families. In that era, it was very normal for hands to get chapped or frostbite in winter.
As for perfumes, lipsticks, and pressed powders, these are not recognized by the general public, and no company would produce them.
Even in the 1990s, women who wore heavy makeup in public would face a lot of criticism and be considered "improper".
The domestic cosmetics industry is underdeveloped, and the products lag behind the world. Naturally, no foreign merchants visited the Canton Fair, and the entire exhibition area was deserted.
There weren't many foreigners visiting to begin with.
Suddenly, the smell of fried food filled the air again.
Compared to the fragrance of cosmetics, the smell of fried food is simply insignificant.
Feng Gang couldn't stand it. Wasn't this just pure trouble-making?
The scent of perfume, mixed with the smell of fried food, wafted into Xie Xiangshan's nostrils—it was intoxicating!
Feng Gang walked out of his exhibition area.
Following the aroma, I arrived next door.
He was furious.
Jiyang Province is absolutely outrageous!
Do you think this is your kitchen?
We even got to eat grilled fish, which made the flavor even stronger.
Feng Gang rushed forward: "What are you doing! Don't you know how awful this smells?"
Director Liao, engrossed in grilling, frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
"From Fujian Province!"
"Why aren't you at your own booth? What are you doing here?"
Feng Gang yelled, "The smell of fried food is affecting my booth! My booth is for perfumes, you can't do this!"
Director Liao laughed and said, "What's it to you if I do what I'm doing?"
Director Liao ignored him completely and said, "Get out of here, don't delay my business."
"You—" Feng Gang said, "Stop this immediately! Otherwise, I will take legal action!"
"On what grounds?"
"Why should we? This is the Canton Fair, with so many foreign businessmen coming and going. How can you fry French fries here? It's disgraceful! It damages the country's image and makes the mainlanders lose face!"
Are you hungry?
"What?"
Director Liao gave him a disdainful look: "Save your energy for entertaining foreign businessmen. What are you yelling about here?"
"You wait!"
Feng Gang stormed off to his office.
Sue him! We have to sue that bastard!
Director Liao didn't care at all.
Little brat, just wait until I slam my millions of orders into your head, and even the organizers will have to watch!
Director Liao has great confidence in Wu Changfeng's products, especially since the preheating effect has already been evident.
Island nations have already placed orders.
Before long, foreigners will have to follow the scent back to find it.
...
Edward is a global buyer.
He used to stay mostly in Southeast Asia.
This is the first time I've been to the mainland.
I ate some fries when I first entered the convention center.
If it weren't for the large number of people, Edward would have liked to eat some more out of politeness.
However, he was still very interested in the air fryer.
However, they did not show any eagerness to make purchases.
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