Xiang Lingxiao went upstairs and received a bonus.
A professor once said that if money could speak, then the voice of foreign currencies would be at least 50 percent louder than that of the RMB.
Therefore, the state strongly encourages the acquisition of foreign exchange and the rewards are particularly generous. The bamboo weaving factory earned 36,000 yuan in foreign exchange and was given a reward of 3,000 yuan.
"Three thousand yuan, for free." Xiang Lingxiao's voice was filled with uncontrollable excitement. "Yes, the staff member also gave me foreign exchange coupons, saying that I could buy things at the Friendship Store. He also suggested that we look at more foreign markets and continue to increase our foreign exchange earnings."
The Friendship Store is the foreign goods market that Jiang Wanyue wanted to go to before. Because only foreigners are allowed to enter, it has gradually been called the Friendship Store, representing the friendship between China and foreign countries.
You really have to go into that place once.
She thought that she had to bring in some foreign exchange for the fishery, which would not only give her tax exemptions but also rewards. Where could she find such a good thing?
The group decided to go to the Friendship Store for a stroll, eat their fill first, and then walk over. After showing the foreign exchange coupons to the staff at the door, they were allowed in.
Most of the people here are foreigners, and the three Chinese people walking among them make them the odd ones out.
Jiang Wanyue looked at the dazzling array of goods, including various kinds of chocolate, Marlboro cigarettes, Swiss watches, various foreign brands of clothing, industrial electrical appliances...
She focused on the food area, which, in addition to chocolate, also had various wafer biscuits, packaged snacks, and many canned foods.
Most of the products in China are canned fruits, while in foreign countries, they are basically canned meats, which are used as side dishes for meals and the sales are quite good.
An idea immediately popped up in Jiang Wanyue’s mind: could she make canned fish and sell it to foreigners?
She has always been a practical person, so she immediately went to Xiang Lingxiao to get foreign exchange coupons and bought some canned food of various flavors.
The foreign exchange coupons were rewards for the bamboo weaving factory. When she returned, she would ask Zhao Xiangbei to give this part of the money to the bamboo weaving factory.
Although she is in charge of both factories, they are under different ownership, so she will make sure the accounts are clear and never confuse them.
After buying the canned food, I went to the place where bags were sold.
When he got here, Xiang Lingxiao was completely shocked.
When people in China travel, they basically carry a cloth bag. Those who are more particular will use a briefcase, but there are only a few styles, which can be counted on one hand.
People abroad actually have so many beautiful bags, hand-held, cross-body, backpack, single shoulder, big, small...it's dizzying.
He was shocked and said, "Aren't bags used to carry things? It's so small, what can it hold? I don't understand. I can't understand."
Accountant Wen understood and said, "No wonder Mr. Smith wanted to buy our bamboo handbag. It turns out this is a custom in their country."
Jiang Wanyue laughed.
After several years, the women in China also began to "cure all diseases".
She was no exception and bought many bags of various styles. She carried one every day and felt really happy.
She carefully looked at the popular styles of bags of this era and took note of them. Then she would have some idea on how to design new bamboo bags.
After finishing their work, the group prepared to leave.
Just as she walked out of the Friendship Store, she saw the familiar car from that day on the road at the gate.
The car stopped, the rear door was opened, and a man walked out.
The man was only about three or four meters away from Jiang Wanyue, and his face was so clear that she dodged and hid behind the burly Xiang Lingxiao.
Xiang Lingxiao didn't know what she was going to do. Just as he was about to turn around, Jiang Wanyue stopped him and whispered, "Stop me, don't move. Sorry to bother Director Xiang..."
Xiang Lingxiao had no choice but to act as a human pillar.
Accountant Wen also helped to block it.
Looking through the gap between the two people in front of her, Jiang Wanyue saw Song Desheng leading a woman out of the car.
The woman was wearing a green military uniform and was obviously an employee of the art troupe. She should be Song Desheng's current wife. She had skin as white as snow, black hair, and bright eyes. She was indeed beautiful.
"Manman, I have something else to do, so I won't go in with you." The man said affectionately, "I'll pick you up in two hours."
The woman nodded: "If you are busy, don't come to pick me up. You need to use the car urgently. You have to return it to the group tomorrow."
The man watched the woman enter the Friendship Store before leaving in a car.
Jiang Wanyue walked out from behind Xiang Lingxiao. She looked at the woman's back, pursed her lips and thought for a while.
She quickly made a bold decision.
Rather than passively taking a beating, it is better to take the initiative.
She looked at Xiang Lingxiao, coughed and said, "Well, Director Xiang, I have an unwelcome request."
Xiang Lingxiao's scalp tingled at her look: "What, please? Just say it."
Tang Man got some foreign exchange coupons from her mother and wanted to go to the Friendship Store to buy a skirt imported from abroad.
She walked around the clothing store and chose a dark green skirt. She liked the color very much and it looked very charming on her.
She had just come out holding her clothes when a man suddenly bumped into her.
The man had a box of paint in his hand and threw it all at her, leaving her sleeves covered in a patch of colorful paint.
"Hey, don't you have eyes?"
Tang Man was so angry that her face turned blue.
"I'm sorry. I apologize to you on behalf of my friend." Jiang Wanyue quickly took out a handkerchief. "This is water-soluble paint, it can be rubbed off with water. But no matter what, it's our fault. I'm really sorry... Hey, is it Miss Tang?"
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