"Congratulations!"

"Congratulations, we won this time!"

"Old Zhao, this is incredible. It won't be long before the whole country knows about the existence of your Qin City Garment Factory."

......

The ten-day foreign trade fair came to an end at six o'clock in the evening on the 21st.

At the summary meeting just now, Minister Wang announced the final sales of each factory in front of everyone.

Some factories that were among the top in sales in previous years performed as usual this time, with no significant difference. Only the Qinshi Garment Factory stood out from the crowd, breaking the situation where heavy industry dominated the trade fair.

With a turnover of 136.9 million US dollars, it ranked fifth in sales at this trade fair, and the top four were all heavy industry enterprises.

As Zhao Da listened to everyone's congratulations, he felt like a drunk, feeling a little dizzy.

He had never imagined that such a day would come.

Although there is no apparent chain of contempt between factories, some factory managers of heavy industrial enterprises do look down on them, thinking that it doesn't matter whether they come or not since they can't sell their products anyway.

This time, their Qin City Garment Factory completely slapped the faces of those light industry people who looked down on them!

"Uncle Zhao, take it easy, don't fall."

"I'm happy!"

“We really made it!”

"Xiao Yu, thank you so much! If it weren't for you, we would still be at the bottom."

"Uncle Zhao, my own strength is far from enough. This is the result of everyone's joint efforts."

"Girl, can't you just relax for a bit? We have achieved such a great victory, how can you be so calm?"

In fact, Song Fuyu was happier than anyone else.

But she had a habit before: the bigger the order, the calmer she would become.

"I'm happy too, but now I'm wondering where we should go tomorrow."

"Don't worry about it. I'll go find Minister Wang later and ask him to arrange a car for us to take us on a three-day tour of Guangshi."

"We finally have a chance to show off, we can't waste it."

When the meeting was just over, Minister Wang came over to him and told him that if he needed any help, he could just tell him. As long as it was within a reasonable range, their Ministry of Commerce would find a way to solve it for him.

I guess helping to rent a car is a piece of cake for them.

The next morning, a medium-sized bus that could accommodate twelve people stopped in front of the guesthouse where they were staying.

Before leaving, Song Fuyu accompanied Chen Guoxing to the post office to call Yan Ziyuan.

Yan Ziyuan's voice on the other end of the phone sounded a little aggrieved, but he still asked them to be careful and have fun.

After hanging up the phone, the father and daughter ruthlessly forgot about him and devoted themselves to touring Guangzhou.

During the three days, the group had a great time.

The driver is not only very familiar with the topography of Guangzhou, but can also tell you a thing or two about each scenic spot.

With his company, they were like having a tour guide. They saw, listened, played, ate... and took a lot of photos as souvenirs.

Now Guangdong Province has begun to widen the gap with many provinces in the north. In another three years, this province will develop rapidly and start to soar.

Song Fuyu used photos to record the appearance of this city before it took off. When it opens up in the future, she can also come here to try her luck.

..........

In the evening, Song Fuyu called everyone to the room.

"We will be heading back home tomorrow afternoon, so let's have a small meeting together tonight."

After everyone was seated, Song Fuyu also became formal.

"This foreign trade fair has achieved gratifying results. I sincerely thank everyone for their efforts. If it weren't for the efforts of everyone present, we might still be in the corner of the venue in the future."

"We have broken the monopoly of heavy industry on good booths with our own hands. I believe that at the next trade fair, we can also stand out successfully like this time."

"This will be a milestone for our garment factory. I hope we can create miracles every time in the future!"

After the words were spoken, the room fell silent and no one made any sound.

"What's wrong? Why do you look like you're about to cry?"

"I want to cry, but if I'm the only one crying, it seems like I'm weak. I'm a strong man."

Xiao Ming wiped his tears and observed everyone's reactions.

Seeing that An Bangguo’s eyes were red, Xiao Ming hugged him and burst into tears.

In fact, the others began to feel a little uncomfortable when Song Fuyu started talking.

It’s not that what she said was so touching, but rather that I thought about the efforts everyone put in during those ten days and the results they achieved in the end.

Before this, they would never have imagined that the order transaction amount would be counted in billions, and in US dollars.

However, they have actually done it now. This is not a dream but a fact.

Song Fuyu looked at everyone crying bitterly, feeling somewhat moved and at the same time not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

She just said a few brief words.

In the past, when the company achieved a staged success, she would habitually give a couple of opening remarks like this when holding meetings with employees. The employees were all numb to hearing this, but she didn't expect that this time it would exceed her expectations.

"Um...why don't you all wipe your tears first? I haven't finished what I want to say yet."

"Just tell me, I can listen even if you cry."

"......"

"But I want to talk about happy things."

"On the first day, I promised everyone that as long as the sales this time exceeded 100 million, I would..."

"You will give us red envelopes!"

"Wow!"

“Is it true?!”

“Is there really a red envelope?”

Xiao Ming was the first to react, and he was so excited that he forgot to wipe away his tears.

"It's true."

"As long as you do what you promised, I will definitely do what I said."

"Here, the red envelope is ready!"

She showed the seven red paper bags in her hand.

"This reward has nothing to do with Qin City Garment Factory. It is prepared in the name of our Feifan Garment Factory to thank everyone for their efforts."

Give the red envelopes in your hand to them one by one.

"Xiao Yu, I don't want it anymore, right?"

Zhao Da wanted to hand the red envelope back to her, but Song Fuyu pushed it back.

"Uncle Zhao, this is to fulfill my promise on the first day. It has nothing to do with your garment factory. As for how Qin City Garment Factory will reward you, it will be decided by Director Cao and you internally."