Chapter 903 Just about to
After being notified to depart, Lu Miao put down his small handkerchief, put the soda into his bag, and walked away briskly.
Xi Lufeng saw this and called out to Yu Hong who was following her from behind, asking her to pack a sandwich that was easy to carry with her.
…
As one of the first economic zones, Guangzhou’s urban appearance is very different from that of northern Beijing.
It was Canton Fair period again, and the streets were bustling with people, with blond hair, blue eyes and people in suits everywhere.
In fact, there were quite a few foreigners in the Baiyun Hotel where we stayed.
But there are also differences between foreigners.
Most Western countries are capitalist countries.
Most of the foreigners who can stay at the Baiyun Hotel are involved in business and politics and are well-known figures in their respective countries.
Let’s talk about the Canton Fair.
To date, the Canton Fair has a history of more than 20 years.
After several relocations, the exhibition hall has now expanded from 18,000 square meters to nearly 40,000 square meters.
Such a big reform and change, considering the current economic and resource conditions in all aspects, cannot be said to be unimportant to the country.
The exhibition hall is divided into several floors. When Lu Miao and others arrived, most of the displayed goods were already in place.
Machinery and transportation equipment, light industrial products, food, handicrafts, etc., everything is available.
Colleagues from the branch office took them to familiarize themselves with the venue and provided them with scientific knowledge while they were walking around.
Lu Miao walked among the crowd, looking around from time to time.
While passing through the central hall to change rooms, Lu Miao glanced at the warning sign in the middle of the hall and called out to Yu Hong and asked:
"Is there something wrong with that sign?"
"ah?"
Yu Hong followed suit, silently repeating the English phrase several times, then scratched her head in bewilderment:
"Is there?"
Yu Hong wasn't so sure.
Lu Miao looked at her seriously:
"No?"
This tone...
Yu Hong immediately focused her attention and stared at the sign again and again, from the letters to the corners of the sign.
After making sure that the sign itself was fine, she returned her gaze to the letters.
You know what, after looking at it for a long time, Yu Hong also found something wrong:
"Senior, that seems to be wrong. The ending of 'destroy' should be 'y', but the one written above is 'v'..."
Lu Miao nodded. "Okay, write it down and report it to the person in charge of the department later."
"ah?"
Yu Hong was stunned for a moment, then seemed to understand something and nodded quickly:
"yes."
In order to live up to the advice of his predecessors, Yu Hong left for a short time during the break.
When he came back, he had a smile on his face.
She leaned close to Lu Miao's ear and whispered something.
Lu Miao nodded as usual, took out a soda from his bag and took a few sips.
Yu Hong saw it, then opened the cross-body cloth bag she was carrying and said:
"Senior, I have some food here, do you want some?"
"Is there?"
"some."
Lu Miao turned his head and looked around.
She definitely wants it.
I didn’t have much appetite this morning and didn’t eat much, so I’m a little hungry now.
"It's a sandwich."
Yu Hong took out the sandwich wrapped in oil paper. Lu Miao took it and took a bite without any hesitation.
Seeing that she was enjoying the meal, Yu Hong smiled and said:
"Senior Xi is truly a master of prediction..."
Lu Miao paused, looked up at Xi Lufeng who was not far away, and then asked Yu Hong:
"He gave it to me?"
"No, Senior Xi said you hadn't eaten anything, so he asked me to pack one and carry it on my back. I didn't expect it would actually come in handy."
Lu Miao said "Oh" and continued to eat with peace of mind.
Don't blame her for being mean-spirited and judging others by their own standards.
To be honest, she and Xi Lufeng had not gotten along very well on several occasions.
If this sandwich was given by Xi Lufeng, she would be worried whether there was saliva in it.
That's a bit of an exaggeration, but that's pretty much what I mean.
After a short rest, the group continued to familiarize themselves with the exhibition.
The venue is so big that I came here in the morning and left in the evening and had not even finished half of it.
I originally thought I had plenty of time, but now it’s suddenly too tight.
The next day, the group had to set out earlier and return later.
When we returned to the hotel for dinner at around 10 o'clock that day, the seniors began to divide the work:
"Our young reporters should be more clever tomorrow. In addition to recording positive interview content, they should also include some footage of the comrades working in the exhibition hall."
"yes."
"The other translators, just as we said during the day, will follow the comrades from the branch office when we get to the location tomorrow."
"good."
"Xiao Lu, Lu Feng, you two have strong professional abilities, so I won't assign you specific areas. You will just roam around and go wherever is needed. Your main responsibility is to assist colleagues in the exhibition hall and foreign investors in communicating properly and properly to ensure that more cooperation can be negotiated."
The old man said this, then changed the subject and emphasized Lu Miao's name:
"Xiao Lu, especially you."
Although Lu Miao doesn't advocate being in the spotlight, her creative thinking and sharp mind are well known to her seniors.
The old man said, "The comrades from the Foreign Trade Division are right. You have a quick mind and a sharp tongue. If you have a good idea, don't hesitate. Whether it's a state-owned factory or a private one, as long as we can negotiate a cooperation and secure more foreign exchange, then that's what's right and that's the truth!"
"……yes."
Lu Miao nodded, looking a little helpless.
She wanted to help, but it was not something she could do just by saying so.
It depends on the actual situation.
In short, let's take it one step at a time.
"Okay, that's all for today. Go back and have a good rest. We'll meet at the restaurant at six tomorrow morning."
"yes."
…
After returning to the room on the 22nd floor and washing up, Lu Miao did not rush to bed. Instead, he sat at the dining table outside and flipped through the exhibition brochure.
Yu Hong poured her some water and put it beside her:
"Senior, aren't you going to sleep yet?"
"I'll take another look at the list and then go to sleep. You go to sleep first."
"I'm not sleepy yet..."
"That's perfect. Get some paper and pen, and take down each one I'll read."
"good."
Yu Hong took immediate action.
She is an assistant and has been studying English steadily. She always has paper and pen in her bag.
Lu Miao said she wanted it, so she quickly gathered her things, pulled out a chair, and sat across from the small table, pretending to write or draw.
Lu Miao took a quick glance and read out a string of numbers after a while.
For example, A-1-14.
For example, A-1-16, A-6-07, etc.
These are the numbers of the display booths.
A-1-14 represents shop number 14 on the first floor of Hall A.
If you want to sign as many orders as possible, it would be safer to start with something you are familiar with.
The exhibition hall covers an area of 40,000 square meters.
More than a dozen factories in this area participated in the exhibition, and dozens of factories in that area participated in the exhibition.
There are no less than 500 factories across the country that have moved to Guangzhou, and the number of booths at the exhibition far exceeds this number.
What Lu Miao is doing now is to sell things he is familiar with, such as cosmetics, skin care products, and textiles.
The silk, intangible cultural heritage and other related exhibition stalls that I frequently came into contact with recently are listed separately.
When tomorrow comes, give priority to these places.
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