The next morning, just after Lu Feng finished breakfast, the lobby manager came over with a man in his thirties and said to Lu Feng, "Mr. Lu, this is the translator we found for you. His salary is settled daily, one hundred francs."
Lu Feng looked the man over and the man greeted him in English, saying that he knew Paris very well and that he could go wherever he wanted.
"That's good. Take me somewhere first, on the street near Notre Dame." After Lu Feng finished speaking, the lobby manager took his leave.
A few minutes later, the two went downstairs, hailed a car, and headed straight for their destination!
Notre Dame Boulevard is one of the most famous streets in Paris, attracting throngs of tourists who come to see this ancient art palace. Three kilometers away is a small stadium where the expo is being held, with over a thousand companies participating and hundreds of new products expected to be launched.
Lu Feng got out of the car and looked at the stadium in front of him. There were many tourists taking pictures in the square. Obviously, not many people knew that a semiconductor expo would be held here the day after tomorrow. They were more concerned about whether the photos taken by the photographers they had paid to take were good.
Looking at the scene before him, the translator whispered, "Boss, you said there's going to be a semiconductor expo here?"
“That’s right, let’s go up and ask first, and see if it’s true.” Lu Feng strode towards the stadium. It opens the day after tomorrow, and preparations should be almost complete by now, with all the staff here.
"What is a semiconductor?" the translator asked, somewhat puzzled.
"The core processor, you can simply think of it as the brain of the machine. What's your educational background?" Lu Feng glanced at him.
"Undergraduate degree, a double major in English and painting," the translator said with considerable pride.
"Do you know ST?" Lu Feng asked casually.
What is "st"?
"Your country's largest semiconductor company is about the same size as Nokia/Siemens in Europe, except that this company doesn't have its own products and directly supplies end-product companies," Lu Feng said casually.
The translator shrugged, seemingly unconcerned, and muttered casually, "This is the art capital."
"If there are no cannons, industries, or core high-tech industries behind art, how far can art go?" Lu Feng didn't want to talk to him about these useless things. When he got to the entrance of the venue, he saw that the gate was closed and there were several rows of flags at the entrance, including some flags of international associations. It seemed that this was the biggest amount of external publicity. At most, the mainstream media would mention it, but how many ordinary people would pay attention to the mainstream media?
Many countries are like whales in the ocean, seemingly without any special talents. But once you delve into their industries, you discover how well these guys have hidden their true nature. They have all sorts of businesses, they just don't say it. To the average person, they're just artists.
"There's a window over there, and it looks like someone's there," the translator said, pointing to a window not far away.
Lu Feng walked over to an information window where a woman in her thirties, slightly plump, was sitting. She looked at Lu Feng and said, "Is there anything I can help you with? I'm about to leave work."
"Hello, I wanted to ask, is the Paris Semiconductor Expo held here?" Lu Feng asked her.
After hearing the translation, the woman nodded and said, "Yes, didn't you see the flag at the door?"
Lu Feng glanced at the invitation in his hand and said to her, "It's like this, our company's boss received the invitation, but he can't come because of time constraints, so he sent me to take a look. However, the name on the invitation is not my name. Can you help me resolve this?"
After hearing this, the woman stared at Lu Feng and looked him over. He didn't seem like the kind of person who would pick up an invitation on the street. She said, "This expo is not open to the public. Only industry professionals who have received an invitation are qualified to enter. Does your company have a stamped authorization letter authorizing you to participate in this event?"
"This... is possible, but I don't have it on me. Could you do me a favor? It wasn't easy for me to fly all the way from England." Lu Feng hurriedly rummaged through his pocket, pulled out the money he had prepared, clipped it to the invitation, and handed it through the window, saying, "Thank you for your trouble!"
The woman initially intended to brush it off by saying she was off work, but upon opening the invitation and seeing the money inside, she raised a carefully drawn eyebrow, a smile spreading across her face. She said to Lu Feng, "You've come all this way, haven't you? We're here to help you solve your problem. First, we need to confirm if the person on this invitation is on the invited list. Then we'll send an email to the invitee. I'll go find our director; please wait a moment."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work!"
After Lu Feng finished speaking, he stood outside with a helpless expression. Didn't Sean say it was very simple? Why did he have to contact him to check if it was true or not?
In the past, the expo was open to the public and had lists of media reporters, making it relatively easy to sneak in. This year's expo is not open to the public and is only for exchanges between companies, so the process is relatively more rigorous.
A dozen minutes later, a white man in his fifties, who looked like a leader, came out and walked up to Lu Feng. The woman from before introduced him, "This is the director of our reception office."
"How did you get this invitation? It's from the German company Skoda Turbine. It's a small company, so they only issued one invitation." The director stared at Lu Feng, clearly suspicious of where the invitation came from.
Lu Feng could tell from his words that Sean probably had a shell company, and the other party knew this, which is why they issued a card to him.
"My boss had something come up, so he sent me to check on things. As the company's general manager, I plan to meet more companies at the expo this year and reach some cooperation agreements," Lu Feng replied in a rather official manner.
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