"Director Song, I'm sorry, I'm late."

Just when Ma Wenbo wanted to fight for it again, a deep male voice behind him interrupted what he was about to say.

"Comrade Geng, please help us translate this afternoon."

"It's no trouble. Thanks to Ms. Caroline, I have the opportunity to see what a fashion show is like. I have never heard of it before."

"Where's Ms. Caroline? Didn't she come with you?"

"She went to the bathroom and will be here soon."

"Please take a seat. In addition to being a translator this afternoon, your main job is to serve as our host."

"There are some minor revisions to the opening part. Give me a few more minutes so I can review the entire process with you."

"It's okay. Go ahead and do your work. Director Zhao has already explained most of the situations when he communicated with me."

"That's good."

"Excuse me Comrade Ma, our translator has arrived, thank you for your kindness."

Ma Wenbo didn't expect that they would actually find a translator in such a short time. Even though he was reluctant and his thoughts were interrupted by Cheng Yaojin, he still smiled and said to Song Fuyu, "It's just a small matter," and then turned and left.

"Who was that just now?"

"The translator hired by the Hengshi Steel Plant downstairs thought we hadn't contacted anyone to help, so he offered to help."

"I see."

Geng Xingping was already in his thirties and had been married with children. As a person who had experienced this, he saw clearly what was in Comrade Ma's eyes just now, but he did not say much.

Song Fuyu quickened his writing speed, and after finishing writing, he handed the manuscript to Geng Xingping who was sitting next to him.

"Please check first to see if there is anything that needs to be modified."

Geng Xingping looked at the process she wrote carefully. Except for a short introduction at the beginning and the end, the rest were relatively simple connecting words.

"No problem, it's not difficult, I can do it."

"That's great. Thank you very much."

"Please continue to familiarize yourself with the entire process. I will take them downstairs to prepare. We will start on time at 2:30."

Taking the models to the first floor, Song Fuyu helped them make the final adjustments.

"There should be a lot of spectators later, so don't be nervous. Sorry, just treat it as a formal practice."

"Director Song, I'm a little nervous now. My palms are sweating and my legs are shaking. What should I do?"

"Just treat the people below as mere idiots and don't treat them as real people. This may make things easier."

“Before your turn, take a deep breath and adjust your mindset.”

"No, I'm still nervous."

"Then change your mindset. As long as you finish the walk normally and show off your clothes well, you can get two dollars as a reward. If you fall, I will deduct fifty cents from you."

"Oh! How cruel!"

"No, I have to stand firm even if I die!"

For the sake of that fifty cents, I had to try hard to overcome my nervousness.

The models were ready, and Zhao Da and Fang Mei were also making final adjustments to the venue.

The event was not long, and we had originally planned to let everyone stand and watch. But since we invited Minister Wang to come, he is a leader after all, and we couldn't let him stand all the time.

So Zhao Da and his team spoke a lot of good words to various factories and borrowed a total of twenty long benches.

Three people can squeeze into one bench, or sixty people can sit on it.

As for those who came from other factories to watch the fun, they could only let them continue standing.

"Uncle Zhao, where's the microphone?"

"Oh, no, it's still in Director Liu's office. I'll go get it right away."

Zhao Da put down the stool in his hand, turned around and ran quickly towards the office area of ​​the conference hall.

"Miss Song!"

"Mr. Andrew, welcome."

Andrew was meeting with the Ministry of Commerce when he heard about a fashion show this afternoon and took time out to come and enjoy it.

He was the first customer to place an order with the garment factory, and Song Fuyu directly arranged him to sit next to Caroline.

People abroad are more open to interactions between men and women than people in China, and there is no harm in sitting next to each other. Therefore, Song Fuyu did not divide the area for them. Everyone who came sat next to each other from the front to the back.

Of course, several seats in the first row were reserved for the leaders of the venue and the Ministry of Commerce, and she even reserved a seat for Chen Guoxing.

It was approaching two o'clock, and the stools below them were almost all occupied.

Except for a few Chinese people in the first row, all other seats were occupied by foreigners.

There was no way, she also wanted everyone to sit down, but this was a trade fair for foreigners after all, so customers had to be given priority.

"Fu Yu, do you want to borrow some more chairs?"

"Can I add more?"

“Maybe we can add a few more.”

"If you can add a little, add a little. If you can't, forget it. Don't expand too far to the edge, otherwise the factory over there will definitely have objections."

"Okay, I'll take care of the arrangements."

"Director Song, looking at so many people below, I feel a little nervous."

Geng Xingping knew that he was here to serve as a translator and host, but he didn't expect to face so many audiences. He initially thought there would be at most 30 or 40 people, but now there are dozens of people sitting in the audience and as many as 100 or 200 standing.

"Comrade Geng, don't be nervous. Apart from those models, you are the most important person today."

"Let's do what we just said. I'll speak Chinese and you translate into English."

"I try to keep my nerves at bay."

Geng Xingping held the script tightly in his hand and took a deep breath.

At half past two, Song Fuyu and Geng Xingping both walked forward with a smile and stood in the front middle of the stage.

"Dear leaders and comrades, good afternoon."

"On behalf of Qinshi Garment Factory and Feifan Garment Factory, I would like to welcome you all."

After she finished speaking, Geng Xingping quickly repeated it in English.

"First of all, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to Minister Wang of the Ministry of Commerce and the leaders of the Haishi Foreign Trade Fair for the smooth development of our clothing exhibition..."

She launched into a series of flattering speeches to the leaders below, making them all laugh so hard that they couldn't stop.

"Next, let us give the warmest applause to invite Minister Wang of the Ministry of Commerce, Comrade Wang Luqing, to come to the stage and give a speech."

After Minister Wang came to the stage, Song Fuyu immediately handed over the old microphone in his hand, leaving the center seat for Minister Wang to give a speech.

When she and Geng Xingping stepped aside, Song Fuyu was actually sweating secretly.

She is afraid of the kind of leaders who would talk endlessly once they get on stage.

If you interrupt him in the middle of a conversation, you will offend him. If you let him continue talking, the audience will become impatient.

Fortunately, Minister Wang did not bring a manuscript. He spoke fluently on the stage. After speaking for less than two minutes, he walked down the podium, which made Song Fuyu breathe a sigh of relief.