He just didn't understand. His booth was so far away, how far could the smell of instant noodles possibly travel?
There were people frying stinky tofu in the exhibition hall. Doesn't that smell even stronger than instant noodles?
As Zhao Youcai watched more and more foreigners gather around him, forming layers upon layers, his mood worsened.
It's not that he's unhappy that someone wants to try and buy his instant noodles; after all, who wouldn't be happy selling something?
The air circulation was so poor that Zhao Youcai was almost fainting from the heat.
"What are you all doing standing around here? Get out of the way!"
The crowd finally parted to make way, allowing Zhao Youcai to breathe some fresh air.
Cao Yong appeared before Zhao Youcai with a tense face, a big question mark popping into his mind.
He just didn't understand why this guy, after drawing his booth number, didn't display his work in the exhibition hall but instead came to the main entrance.
But when someone from the front desk came looking for him, he didn't want to waste any more time. He simply said, "Go back to your booth. What kind of behavior is this standing at the entrance!" and left without looking back.
Zhao Youcai resisted the urge to roll his eyes and give the middle finger while cursing, and directed the other two members of his team to carry the gas cylinders, pots and pans, and other items quickly to their booth.
The foreigners, who were unwilling to watch the delicious food slip away in front of them, followed Zhao Youcai and his group in a large group.
Cao Yong, who was talking to Zhang Aihua at the front desk, was dumbfounded by what he saw. He couldn't hear anything Zhang Aihua said.
They only called for a halt when Zhao Youcai's figure was almost out of sight.
"I'll talk to you when I get back. I have something more urgent to do right now."
Zhang Aihua was helpless and truly exasperated.
So all that rambling on and on, this guy didn't hear a single word she said!
Seeing Cao Yong chasing after Zhao Youcai, Zhang Aihua rubbed her temples and let out a long sigh.
It doesn't matter. It would be good if he could see with his own eyes where Zhao Youcai's booth was located. Seeing it with his own eyes is always more shocking than hearing it from someone else.
The deputy has been sent by Zhang Aihua to a designated dark room and locked up. The impact of this incident is too great, and the behavior can be described as extremely bad.
This would be a tremendous achievement for any exhibitor, let alone someone who can far surpass other booths in transaction volume on the first day.
Zhao Youcai, who had already attracted much attention, was completely unaware of what was about to happen. Instead, he smiled and handed out instant noodles and soup to each of the foreigners following behind him.
When Cao Yong caught up, he found a group of foreigners who were usually arrogant and haughty, but now they were like children in Springfield Kindergarten, standing obediently in several rows, quietly eating their assigned food.
Cao Yong, who treated them like his grandfather, was completely stunned.
To be honest, this old man is something else.
No wonder my cousin, who was sent down to work in the local revolutionary committee, didn't act arrogantly when he mentioned Zhao Youcai; instead, he was very cautious.
The ability to train foreigners so quietly, even more easily than training a dog, is something that ordinary people cannot accomplish.
"Hello, how much are these noodles? I'd like to buy some to take home for my family to try."
Cao Yong was shocked once again.
Even if these foreigners can speak Chinese, they usually communicate in English. After all, in their view, only their language is the most noble.
When they continued to communicate in English, Zhao Youcai used only one sentence to get them to communicate entirely in Chinese.
Zhao Youcai's original words were as follows—
“I don’t understand a single word you’re saying. It seems you’re not serious about buying. I won’t do this business with you.”
In order to buy what Zhao Youcai had, a group of foreigners, regardless of their Chinese proficiency, all started communicating in Chinese.
Some people get so anxious that they forget many words and have to ask a translator for help to teach them how to express themselves in Chinese.
Cao Yong felt that he had truly broadened his horizons today.
Compared to being forced to act like a grandson and then being looked down upon, today I suddenly felt a sense of exhilaration, as if I had suddenly risen several generations and inexplicably become someone's ancestor.
Then a foreigner said, "Why is your booth so far away? If it weren't for all the people coming this way, I wouldn't have come at all."
Cao Yong then hissed softly, noticing that something seemed off about the booth.
Only then did Cao Yong remember that Zhang Aihua had called him, apparently mentioning something about the exhibition booth, distance, being schemed against, and so on.
Cao Yong didn't waste any time. Seeing that Zhao Youcai's small group was handling things very well, he turned around and walked back towards the front desk.
When Zhang Aihua heard Cao Yong's question, she was so angry that she almost slapped him in the face.
So after all that rambling, I didn't hear a single word she said!
...
Half an hour later.
"Comrade Zhao, please don't leave after today's event. Our staff will help you find another place to display your work."
Zhao Youcai chuckled, cursing under his breath.
We finally managed to make this little out-of-the-way booth well-known, and today several foreigners said they would bring their delegations to buy things tomorrow.
If we tell them to prepare to move to another location tomorrow, what if those foreigners think they've all left?
After all, in the eyes of foreigners, Chinese people with similar skin tones don't look that different.
"No need, this place is fine. Let's stay here and not cause any trouble for you comrades."
Cao Yong was completely devastated.
In a way, this was their dereliction of duty. If these people were to be investigated after the Thousand Ears Festival, the anger from above would be enough to make them suffer greatly.
Especially after learning that Zhao Youcai and his team had become top sellers even in such a remote booth, they were even more distraught.
What should I say at the summary meeting?
One of the teams from Kyrgyzstan province became a key force at this year's Thousand Ears Festival, located on the edge of the exhibition hall area.
The person in charge of issuing invoices would compile an account book every hour and show it to all the managers in charge of the Qianhui Festival.
When Cao Yong saw that Zhao Youcai's team's sales volume today was more than double that of yesterday, he felt like he wanted to die.
"Okay, you can continue to use this booth. How about we allocate another prime area in the center for you?"
If we can't persuade them to leave, then we'll give them another booth.
If anyone complains and disagrees, he'll say that this is an honor display area reserved for the daily winner.
It's not just about dividing the area for display; you also need to set aside a few items for the front desk and give detailed explanations to every foreigner who comes to the front desk to inquire or make a payment.
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