Judging from the perspective of this era, the guesthouse for foreign guests was built in a very grand and elegant manner.
Moreover, the door was a revolving one. It was the first time for Xiang Lingxiao and Accountant Wen to see such a door and they had no idea how to get in.
Jiang Wanyue led them through the revolving door and walked to the front desk.
The foreign guesthouse only welcomes foreigners. The receptionist is a fashionable woman. When she saw the Chinese people coming in, her eyebrows immediately frowned and she said arrogantly: "Sorry, we don't welcome Chinese people here. Please leave as soon as possible."
Jiang Wanyue smiled and said, "Mr. Smith and I have an appointment to meet today. Please check if it is available."
The woman at the front desk remembered that Smith had come to talk to her about this several days ago. She opened the booklet and asked, "What is your last name, what is your name, and why did you meet with Mr. Smith?"
Jiang Wanyue answered carefully.
"I'll call Mr. Smith and tell him. Please go sit over there and wait for a while."
The woman at the front desk pointed to a few seats near the windows in the lobby.
You know, under normal circumstances, Chinese people are not eligible to sit in the rest seats in the lobby.
Jiang Wanyue, Xiang Lingxiao and Accountant Wen walked over.
As soon as they sat down, a waiter brought coffee to the three of us and a piece of Western dessert to each of us.
"The treatment at the guesthouse for foreign guests is too good." Xiang Lingxiao couldn't believe it. "You can drink coffee for free. Everyone should have a taste of it."
Accountant Wen had never seen such a scene before, and he said restlessly, "Director Jiang, if Mr. Shi doesn't come out, will we be kicked out? Will we be asked to pay for the coffee?"
Upon hearing this, Xiang Lingxiao quickly put down the cup and said, "I didn't drink a single sip, I didn't touch the cup, I won't pay for this."
Jiang Wanyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Drink it, it's okay."
The three of them waited quietly.
While waiting, Jiang Wanyue was also looking around. She looked at the glamorous foreigners who walked in one by one, and felt a sense of time and space confusion.
Foreigners in later generations also dressed like this, in suits and ties.
But decades later, the Chinese people are completely different...
As she was observing, she suddenly saw a familiar face, Jiang Rongjun?
She looked carefully and saw that it was Jiang Qizhen, Jiang Rongjun, Jiang Yuanyuan and that Lucas, four people walked in.
Because Lucas, a foreign face, was in the middle, as soon as the four people came in, a waiter came forward to ask, and then took the four people to the rest area.
Jiang Yuanyuan said, "The Frenchman doesn't come downstairs to eat until 12:30 noon every day. Let's sit here for a while and wait for him to come down before going over to greet him."
Jiang Qizheng nodded: "Tell Lucas that if this is done, I will apply for a position for him in the textile factory and pay him the highest salary."
Jiang Yuanyuan relayed this sentence.
Lucas curled his lips and said, "The highest-level salary in your country's factories is only that little money. I really don't think highly of it."
Jiang Yuanyuan said coldly: "Since you despise me, then what are you doing here?"
Lucas stopped talking immediately. He had the arrogance of a foreigner and was too lazy to say anything more to these sick men of East Asia.
While the adults were talking, Jiang Rongjun looked around. This was her first time in a place that specifically entertained foreigners, and everything she saw was strange.
Suddenly, she froze and couldn't help but raise her voice: "Jiang Wanyue, why are you here? Do you know where this is? Can someone like you come in?"
Jiang Wanyue just felt unlucky.
She tried her best to reduce her presence, but she was still seen.
It's not that I can't afford to offend, but I'm too lazy to waste time.
She stood up and greeted the two elders first: "Uncle Jiang, Aunt Jiang, what a coincidence."
Then, he looked at Jiang Rongjun, "You can come here, why can't I come?"
Jiang Rongjun couldn't help but choke.
She had passed by here many times before, but couldn't get in.
Now, because her uncle is a foreigner, he can get the best service by scanning his face, so she can naturally come in.
But why should Jiang Wanyue, an educated youth from the countryside, do so?
She suddenly realized, "Could it be that you knew we were coming to the guesthouse for foreign guests, so you were waiting for us on purpose?"
Jiang Wanyue rolled her eyes: "Please make it clear that I was here first."
As the two talked, Lucas showed disdain on his face: "Look at the people in your country, always quarreling and arguing, and you still call it a country of etiquette, it's ridiculous."
Jiang Wanyue: “…”
She actually became a despised person.
You shouldn't keep getting involved with someone like Jiang Rongjun.
What a shame.
"Rongjun!" Jiang Yuanyuan frowned, "Wanyue and you are sisters, don't be so rude."
At this time, Lucas reminded: "The person you asked me to connect with has come down."
Jiang Yuanyuan was surprised and said, "Doesn't he come downstairs to eat at around 12 o'clock every day? Why is he coming down at 11 o'clock?"
"It means we are lucky." Jiang Qi straightened his collar, "I will trouble Lucas next."
The foreigner they were going to meet today was the general manager of a large French company. He came to China this time to expand overseas business. This company had been in business for more than a hundred years and was involved in many industries. It also had its own clothing factory. Therefore, Jiang Qi was thinking about getting on this line and selling the textile factory's cloth abroad to meet the foreign exchange target.
Lucas walked over and greeted him warmly: "Smith, we meet again."
"Who are you?" Smith thought for a moment before saying, "Oh, it's Lucas. How come you came to China? We must have a drink together when we have time."
Lucas smiled and said, "Oh, my wife is Chinese. Her mother is critically ill, so I followed her here to see her off. Come, let me introduce you. This is my wife, and this is my wife's brother, who is also the director of the provincial capital's textile factory..."
Jiang Qi was walking forward and was about to shake hands and say hello.
Smith waved his hand and said, "Sorry, Lucas, I have to meet an important lady now. I will get to know your family when I have the chance."
As he said this, he walked directly in front of Jiang Wanyue: "Ms. Jiang, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
"Hello, Mr. Smith." Jiang Wanyue smiled widely. "Please allow me to introduce you. This is the general manager of our bamboo weaving factory, and this is the accountant. We have brought the samples here. Where can we go to see the samples?"
Smith smiled and said, "There's a meeting room here that's vacant. Let's go in and talk slowly."
He walked in with Jiang Wanyue and his group.
"She, she, she..." Jiang Rongjun was speechless. The scene just now was completely beyond her understanding.
How does Jiang Wanyue know Mr. Smith?
How come Jiang Wanyue can speak fluent English?
Why is Mr. Smith so enthusiastic about Jiang Wanyue?
Jiang Qizhen was also confused.
When did this adopted daughter get to know foreigners?
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