Cheng Maixiang nodded and smiled in greeting, but still carefully introduced the characteristics of the garment factory's clothing to the customer. The other party was particularly interested in the Jiaxiang brand designed by Cheng Maixiang, and kept asking about various matters related to the cooperation.
Suddenly, there was a commotion among the customers gathered in front of the stall. Many people were forced to the side, and many people complained. They found that a man in a suit had squeezed in by brute force.
The man, a young man in his twenties, pushed his way into the crowd, pointed at Cheng Maixiang, and said rudely, "Our boss specifically wants to see you. Why are you ignoring him?"
Seeing his arrogant attitude, Cheng Maixiang immediately felt disgusted and sneered, "Comrade, who is your boss? Why should anyone he wants to see follow him and serve him?
If he is here to discuss business, then please ask him to queue up. After all, everyone here is a guest and there should be a first-come, first-served basis. If he is just here to chat, then sorry, we are really busy and don't have time, and our garment factory does not provide this service. "
The young man was probably used to being flattered, so he didn't expect Cheng Maixiang to be so disrespectful. His face suddenly darkened, and he said angrily, "My boss is the purchasing manager of the Peidisen Group in Country M. Many people want to see him but can't. Now he personally asks to see you, and you have this attitude?"
"If you expect everyone to have the same attitude as you, then you are really asking too much. After all, not everyone is like you, who likes to flatter foreigners."
Before Cheng Maixiang could say anything, Lin Jiayu retorted coldly.
Well said! Cheng Maixiang cheered secretly in her heart. No matter what life she was in, what she despised most was people who acted like uncles to their compatriots and grandsons to foreigners.
Cheng Maixiang turned around and gave Lin Jiayu a big smile.
Lin Jiayu's words were extremely satisfying, and many of the guests around him applauded. Some even deliberately teased the young man, making him blush and turn white.
"Li, what are you doing? Why haven't you invited Miss Cheng over yet? Why do you want me to come here in person?"
Seeing that the young man was taking a long time to invite Cheng Maixiang over, the foreigner had to condescend and squeeze over with an impatient look on his face.
Cheng Maixiang looked up and saw that the person who was speaking was a tall and thin white man in his thirties. Robert was with him and kept whispering to him.
The young man, who appeared to be his assistant and translator, hurried over when he saw him approaching, nodding and bowing servilely, "Mr. David, I'm sorry to have to ask you to come in person."
Cheng Maixiang looked down on the two men and ignored them. Robert, however, was very enthusiastic and took the initiative to introduce them to Cheng Maixiang, saying, "Hello, Cheng, this is my friend David. He is the purchasing manager of the Pedisen Group in the United States. He is here to buy silk at the Canton Fair. Since his group also sells clothing, I introduced him to come and see the clothes in your garment factory."
After Robert finished speaking, the translator beside him was about to translate his words to Cheng Maixiang, but Robert immediately stopped him, "There's no need for that. Cheng's English is no worse than yours."
Cheng Maixiang shook her head and said to Robert in English, "Let him translate. Firstly, I'm the only one here who understands English, and I want my partner to understand our conversation. Secondly, I respect his translation work very much, and I believe he can do a much more professional job than I can."
Among all the people present, only Lin Jiayu saw Cheng Maixiang talking to Robert in English. The others were greatly surprised to see Cheng Maixiang's fluent English, especially the two translators, who looked at her in surprise.
In later generations, people who know English are everywhere and are not rare at all. But in this era, except for returned overseas students, people who can speak fluent English are all professionals, and basically the units they work for are not bad.
Director Lian and Section Chief Zeng were both startled. Director Lian smiled and said to Cheng Maixiang, "I didn't expect Comrade Cheng to have this skill. Now, tell me what this foreign friend said just now."
Cheng Maixiang repeated what Robert said. Even the factory director and Section Chief Zeng heard that David came to look at clothes. Although they looked down on his face, he was a potential customer after all and it was not easy to offend him directly.
Section Chief Zeng handed David the introduction brochure of the garment factory with a smile, and recommended several clothing styles to David. Especially when he heard that David was from Country M, he specially introduced him to the styles designed by Cheng Maixiang.
David flipped through the album in his hand hastily, then looked up at the photos on the wall, shook his head in disdain, and muttered a few words to his assistant.
The translator raised his head proudly and said loudly, "Mr. David said he's never seen anyone wearing clothes like this. Are the designers sure they didn't copy clothes from other countries, especially from designers from Country M?"
Plagiarism? !
Cheng Maixiang was so angry that she laughed at David's words. Even if she was plagiarizing, she was plagiarizing style elements from decades later, which was completely different from today's clothing style.
The factory director and Section Chief Zeng's expressions changed instantly. They really didn't expect that David would deliberately slap someone from the garment factory in the face in front of so many people.
Robert also learned what David said through the translator. He was shocked and hurriedly argued with David, as if asking him to take back what he had just said.
David, however, showed no sign of apology at all, and looked at the photo on the wall with disdain, as if he were a student who had scored full marks, looking at a test paper that had obtained high scores by plagiarizing his own.
Lin Jiayu slammed the album on the table and was about to explode. Cheng Maixiang was afraid of what he might do if he got angry, so she quickly took his hand and said with a smile, "I'll do it."
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