Director Xue is extremely shrewd and calculating.
I knew Director Liao's arrival must mean he'd noticed something was wrong.
But now that the contract has been signed, the US dollars will inevitably go into the account of the province of Shenshui.
To contribute to the task of earning foreign exchange.
Although it is somewhat illegitimate and improper.
But Wu Changfeng did indeed get a booth only with my help.
I guess I've found a good opportunity, haven't I?
Taking some compensation is reasonable.
Director Xue waved his hands repeatedly at Director Liao who rushed over, saying, "Hey, Lao Liao, are you serious? It's just that your favorite dish wasn't on the menu, is it really that big of a deal?"
Director Liao snorted angrily: "Don't give me that nonsense! You knew perfectly well that Qimingxing was a company from our province, and you still tried to steal it!"
“You can’t look at the problem like that,” Director Xue said innocently. “Back then, even Wu Changfeng couldn’t get into the Canton Fair.”
"I almost got arrested. If it weren't for me, I would have been in jail already. Did you know about this?"
Director Liao's eyes widened: "Is that so?"
"Look at this," Director Xue said helplessly, "You don't even know this? What can I say?"
"I practically begged and used my position to vouch for Wu Changfeng and get him out of jail. If he'd been arrested, how would we sell goods to foreigners? Where would we get any US dollars?"
"Even if I haven't done anything particularly meritorious, I've still put in a lot of effort, haven't I?"
"So, consider it cheating? The contract's already signed, that doesn't change the fact. How about I punish myself with three drinks?"
Director Liao was about to vomit blood: "You...you're too despicable!"
Director Xue laughed and said, "No, personal attacks are not the way of a good comrade."
"Besides, we don't want this US dollar; it's just a formality."
"There are still two days left in the Canton Fair. I'll give you the rest of the signing quotas."
Director Liao angrily retorted, "It was originally mine!"
Director Xue pulled Director Liao aside and pleaded with her, "Yes, yes. It was originally yours, but how do you explain such a big mistake in your work?"
"Don't make a big fuss, or you'll lose face."
Upon hearing this, Director Liao immediately deflated.
Provincial leaders also admitted their mistakes.
Not only did they fail to discover that such a company was making so much money in US dollars, they also pushed it away.
It would be so embarrassing if this got out!
Director Liao sighed: "Shut up!"
Director Xue laughed and said, "I'll sew my mouth shut right now! Come on, let's go eat. I'll just toast you a few more times, won't that solve the problem?"
Director Liao rolled his eyes, pushed Director Xue aside, and then went to Wu Changfeng's vicinity.
"Um..." Director Liao said awkwardly, "There's been a slight mishap here. Provincial leaders have instructed that your booth be returned to the province. What do you think?"
Wu Changfeng is merely a businessman, not someone's bargaining chip.
As long as you make money, why look down on anyone?
Although Director Liao's judgment is indeed somewhat poor.
However, this was also a limitation of the times; their products were indeed too advanced.
A lack of understanding is understandable.
There wasn't much resentment or hatred.
Wu Changfeng said, "Of course, it would be even better if we had a booth. Thank you for your hard work, Director Liao."
Director Liao breathed a sigh of relief: "Alright, feel free to make any requests."
Director Xue, standing to the side, pulled Director Liao aside: "Alright, stop dawdling, the food will get cold. Changfeng, we're leaving now, I'll help you with some ideological education."
Director Liao angrily retorted: "I am more enlightened than you!"
The next day.
Wu Changfeng arrived at his new booth.
Huge! Extremely huge!
They squeezed all the Panda TVs in the same province into some nook and cranny.
Factory Director Zhang was completely dumbfounded.
What's going on?!
Where is my huge booth? How did it disappear in the blink of an eye?
Factory Manager Zhang angrily demanded, "Where's my booth? What are these things? Rolling pins? Why are they taking up my booth?!"
One of the staff members whispered, "This was arranged by Director Liao..."
"What?" Factory Director Zhang was puzzled. "What kind of ridiculous arrangement is this? We are a well-known factory in China!"
"Go, throw away these rolling pins! Put them back in their original places!"
The staff member stammered, "Isn't this inappropriate? Director Liao came personally to make the arrangements."
"What's wrong with it?" Factory Director Zhang laughed. "The Canton Fair is all about making US dollars. Whoever makes US dollars is the boss!"
At this moment.
Wu Changfeng arrived at the booth and said behind Factory Director Zhang, "Even masters have different ranks. May I ask how big a master you are, Factory Director Zhang?"
Factory Director Zhang turned around and glanced at it, and was immediately surprised.
What's this guy doing here?
Wasn't his factory ineligible to participate in the Canton Fair?
Just browsing around?
Thinking of this, Director Zhang sneered, "So it's you, Factory Manager Wu. You've come here to learn from our advanced experience?"
"That's not quite right," Wu Changfeng said casually. "But there is a factory director named Hao who has secretly learned a lot from my experience."
"Your experience?" Factory Director Zhang laughed. "What experience do you have to offer from a factory that's not even qualified to participate in the Canton Fair?"
"Don't get in the way, get out of here."
Wu Changfeng, on the other hand, sat near the booth, crossed his legs, and said, "Yeah, don't get in the way, hurry up and leave."
Factory Director Zhang reacted instantly, his finger trembling as he pointed and said, "This, this is... you stole my booth?"
"Who do you think you are! Can you even sell this piece of junk for money?!"
"Fine, you actually tricked Director Liao into backing you up! I'm going to sue you!"
Wu Changfeng said calmly, "Don't talk nonsense. Director Liao invited me here."
"Proactive?" Factory Director Zhang exclaimed, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Your product is obviously no good!"
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