"Which hotel are you staying in?"
"We arrived late and were accommodated at the Red Star Hotel."
"Hey, if you had told me earlier, you could have asked them to reserve a few rooms for you at the Hongqi Hotel."
"We didn't know that this place could treat people differently. But it's okay. It only takes more than 20 minutes to get here. Just consider it as exercise."
"Would you like to have dinner with your dad tonight? I'll take you home after dinner."
"No, our booth is different from your big factory. It's just two bare tables. We have to decorate it a little in the evening."
"Brother Ping An, don't tell my dad that I'm here. I'm going to give him a surprise tomorrow."
"Take it easy. The factory manager is already 47 years old. He can't stand being scared."
"Don't worry, it won't happen."
Song Fuyu took the wire and returned to the second floor.
Zhao Da sat at the table with a sad face, obviously because he did not get the white cloth.
I've been here a few times before and everyone was pretty much the same, so I didn't think it was a big deal.
This time she brought Song Fuyu with her. After she analyzed it, she felt that it was indeed very simple. If he had money, he would not be willing to buy it.
"Are you going to the wire?"
“It’s almost time.”
"Those people are just looking down on me. They clearly had extra white cloth, but when they heard I was from a garment factory, they refused to give me anything."
"Forget it, let's think of other ways. It's not necessary."
The main reason I asked Uncle Zhao to get it was that I didn’t want to spend my own money to buy it.
If they had known this would happen, they should have brought some cloth from the factory themselves. The factory had cloth of all colors.
There was no way. This was her first time here. She had no experience and didn't understand it clearly before coming.
"Never mind that, let's tie the wire first."
Although their booth is remote, it is not completely without advantages.
Located in the corner, no matter what they do, it will not affect other booths and they can do whatever they want.
Tian Fei knew that she was the factory director's daughter, so the wire was several meters longer than she wanted, and the model was also the thickest one.
"Uncle Zhao, let's tie the wire to the two pillars and tie it tight. We can hang some lightweight clothes tomorrow."
“Are all the clothes hung out?”
"What else?"
"If we put them in the bag, who would know what we have? The booth is already so remote, if we don't make it more high-profile, we have to be prepared for no one to come."
"By the way, Uncle Zhao, among the people who came here together, who is the translator?"
"Translation? There is no translation."
"Guihe might be a little bit better, he finished high school."
"......"
"All the people here are foreigners. How can we communicate with them without an interpreter?"
She was really speechless. This was really the case. Whatever they needed, they had nothing. Was it so naked, waiting for those foreign customers to be kind and sign orders?
If there is nothing, but the other party still signed the order, this is not a customer, but Guanyin Bodhisattva, the reincarnation of the God of Wealth!
"The organizer arranges several translators every year, and usually they are contacted for communication."
"Large companies usually hire their own people, but as you know, people are very shy about these foreign things now, so there are very few talents in this area."
Song Fuyu could speak English and French fluently, but with the original owner's junior high school education, he could only utter a few words at most but did not dare to form a sentence.
It seems that we still need to think of a solution in this regard.
Li Ming, who went out to buy things, came back first.
"We need to cut the red paper into a square, a little bigger. Since we won't be given a name tag like the ones used by big factories, we can make one ourselves."
While they were cutting the paper, she took two separate pieces of paper, one of which had "Qin City Garment Factory" written on it, and the other had "Fei Fan Garment Factory" written on it, with simple English markings on the sides.
"Fuyu, you also know English?"
"Before I came here, I asked some educated youth in our village who had attended high school, and they told me a few simple words related to clothing."
"Hey, compared to you, I really feel ashamed of myself."
Zhao Da felt that what they lacked was not only the spirit of innovation, but also the drive that Song Fuyu had.
She has a lot of ideas, but they are not just fantasies. Instead, she will work hard for her ideas, find ways to realize them, and do a lot of preliminary work.
As for the rest of them, if they have ideas, they really just exist in their minds, they just think about it, and they don't put any effort into it. All they do is just empty talk.
If you think about it carefully, it’s still too comfortable.
After writing, he waited for the ink to dry for a while and then handed the two sheets of paper to Zhao Da.
"Uncle Zhao, there are two pillars, one on each side."
"Not hanging in the middle?"
"No, I want to hang something else in between."
"Director Song, I have already cut ten sheets. Do you need more?"
She counted the letters on her fingers.
"Cut four more."
Li Ming now completely follows Song Fuyu's words.
Because he found that although their Deputy Factory Director Zhao had come, for some reason, in the end it seemed that all decisions were made by the Factory Director Song in front of him. Their Deputy Factory Director Zhao did not question anything and just followed her words.
Song Fuyu arranged the square papers cut by Li Ming into a diamond shape and wrote a letter on each piece of paper, which together formed "Fashion Clothes".
After the stickers were pasted, the three of them immediately felt that the style of their booth had improved a lot.
"Director Song, what do these letters mean?"
Li knew they were letters, but he had no idea what they meant when put together.
"Didn't you go to junior high school?"
"Hey, I learned Russian when I was in middle school, but I forgot it a long time ago. I haven't used it once since I graduated from middle school."
"These letters I wrote, when put together, mean fashion clothing. Isn't it very appropriate for our things?"
"Indeed, you are thoughtful."
When An Bangguo and Chen Guihe came back carrying two clothes hangers each, they thought they had gone to the wrong place.
Looking at the brand new booth in front of them, they were both delighted and surprised.
"My god, you guys did such a great job while we were gone."
"It was Director Song who came up with this idea. We are here to help her."
"I have to say it's amazing. Looking at it from a distance, it's really eye-catching. It's completely different from before."
"This is the effect we want. Otherwise, hiding in this corner would be a real disadvantage."
"You guys have been buying hangers for too long, haven't you?"
"No, it's too expensive and requires a ticket."
"Finally, Comrade Zhao Sanjun took us to the furniture factory."
"For these few shelves, I had to negotiate with the other party for a long time, and finally added an extra dollar as a rush fee, otherwise they would not have given me any expedited work."
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