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Chapter 69: Zoom in

  Chapter 69 Zooming in

   After taking a sip of breakfast casually, Liu Qingshan continued to read.

  You are still young!

  Excellent memory, coupled with his comprehension ability that is not known to be much higher than that of his peers, once he puts it into books, his learning efficiency will soar.

   When it was almost noon, Zheng Hongqi came back with a serious face, followed by two elderly marshals.

  Looking at the small bag in the policeman's arms, Liu Qingshan knew that those who were engaged in internal procurement approval must be liars.

  An old marshal pinched a paper slip in his hand, began to read their names, and then took away a dozen people, all of whom had paid.

  When they came back, their expressions were a bit complicated, which can probably be described as a combination of sadness and joy, and by the way, there is also a trace of happiness.

  In the ensuing time, Zheng Hongqi, a young cadre who was initially somewhat repelled, suddenly became popular.

  Many people came to him, chatted for a while, and finally did not forget to thank him.

  Sometimes, this is how a network is built up little by little.

  Liu Qingshan didn't ask how Zheng Hongqi exposed the liar, he just concentrated on reading to pass the boring time on the train.

   At night when everyone was resting, Zheng Hongqi came over and patted Liu Qingshan's arm lightly, saying "thank you".

  Liu Qingshan smiled, saying everything without saying anything.

  After three days of staying on the train, the group finally arrived at Yangcheng, the forefront of reform and opening up. Even a young guy like Liu Qingshan seemed to be falling apart.

   He plunged into the hotel bed and slept soundly for a whole night. The next day, Liu Qingshan was finally revived with full blood.

  He was happily going to visit Yangcheng at this time to see what it was like, but the county magistrate Wang came to inform him that intensive training would be held in the morning.

   Well, he could only sit there all morning, and then went to the train station in the afternoon to bring back the exhibited goods, and kept busy until dark.

  The next day began to decorate the exhibition hall again, and there was no leisure time at all. Liu Qingshan could only find time to go to the local theater troupe to invite people.

  At first, I thought it would cost some money, but I never expected that when the other company heard that it was going to participate in the Canton Fair, it immediately expressed its strong support, and didn't want a penny.

   And the other party also generously said: choose actors at will!

  But when Liu Qingshan explained his performance plan, the deputy head who received him was immediately dumbfounded:

   "Little comrade, when our actors come on stage, they all wear fixed outfits, put on your clothes, and how to sing, I guess they can't even open their mouths."

   "You don't need to sing, you just walk, it's like a cutscene."

   Liu Qingshan explained to him for a long time, but the deputy head still didn't quite understand.

   It’s not my fault. There is no formal model team in China right now. Liu Qingshan’s idea is indeed a bit too super-classical and avant-garde.

  In the end, I had to invite the actors, dress up the clothes I prepared in advance, and show them on the stage first.

  Looking at those young actors in modern clothes, accompanied by gongs and drums, and walking the stage step by step, Liu Qingshan couldn't help being happy.

  When everything is ready, the Canton Fair will officially kick off on the third day in Yangcheng.

  Everyone was so busy that they were dizzy, and they had a preliminary experience of what the real southern speed is.

Even the county magistrate Wang was quite emotional: "Hey, our small northern county is like an old man walking on the street, strolling forward slowly; while others have already started marching in a hurry, running forward, Wouldn’t it be strange not to be left further and further behind?”

   Zheng Hongqi also agreed, and he was even a little worried: this gap will become bigger and bigger in the future.

  Liu Qingshan thinks more long-term: in this tide of reform and development, if you can’t always stand at the forefront, you will be eliminated by the tide of the times in a blink of an eye.

   As for Director Zhou of the Commercial Bureau, he looked envious: "There is no comparison. This is the frontier of the reform and opening up. We are the rear. Of course, we can only push the cart and do some front work."

   These words are quite in line with the status quo, so the county magistrate Wang and Zheng Hongqi couldn't refute, but their faces showed a look of unwillingness.

  The location of their exhibition area is relatively remote. At this time, no merchants have come over, and Liu Qingshan has nothing to do, so they started talking.

   "Leaders, in fact, our Bishui County is not bad, with rich resources and a large area of ​​arable land. It will definitely be able to accomplish a lot in the future."

   Director Zhou kept shaking his head: "In the past, more land was a good thing. More grain can fill the stomach and support the country's construction."

   "But now that the whole country is working hard to develop the economy, a large agricultural county like ours is becoming less and less popular."

  Liu Qingshan will not engage in unnecessary arguments with him. At that time, with Jiapigou as the center, it will develop and radiate to the entire commune, and the entire Bishui County, which will be more convincing than any argument.

   "Hey, there are foreign businessmen coming, let's cheer up!"

   A staff member came to inform, and everyone couldn't help but cheer up: the battle has begun!

  Everyone tidied up their ill-fitting suits, straightened their work badges on their chests, raised their chests and raised their heads, and entered the fighting state.

   Soon there was a crowd of hundreds of people rushing over here. There were foreign merchants with different skin colors and hair colors.

   There are also some overseas Chinese, even older overseas Chinese, with excited expressions and eagerly looking around.

   Liu Qingshan looked at these old overseas Chinese, as if they didn't come to buy goods, but they looked like wanderers returning to their hometown, seeing their hometown and relatives after a long absence.

  He just remembered that since the year before last, the Canton Fair has increased its trade with Taiwan.

  The performance of these old overseas Chinese is completely understandable.

  There are too many merchants, and the translations arranged by the organizing committee are simply not enough, so many foreigners choose the products they are interested in and stop to watch.

   Some of the traditional Chinese handicrafts or handicrafts, as well as porcelain, etc., they are especially fond of.

  There are too many types of goods, and there are no qualified tour guides.

  Liu Qingshan quickly discovered a phenomenon: Even the merchandise on many booths was not clear to those merchants at all, and they couldn't understand it. No wonder their heads were shaved last year.

  The situation this year is very different. In front of the short one-meter booth in Bishui County, there are a lot of merchants stopping.

   Among them, the brochure designed by Liu Qingshan played a huge role.

  The text on the brochure is bilingual in Chinese and English, and foreigners can understand it, so they stood there and read it.

  As for the people at the surrounding booths, they can only envy: Bishui County is really going to put a David satellite this time. Didn’t look at those foreigners, and they are all cheerful, chanting "Good Good" all the time?

  I can’t help it, I can only stare at it greedily, there must be an expert behind the scenes to guide me, we must also get this brochure next year.

  The booth was only one meter long, barely able to squeeze three people. County Magistrate Wang, Zheng Hongqi, and Director Zhou stood side by side behind the booth.

   I don’t know if it’s because it’s hot in the big exhibition hall or because of nervousness, the three of them are sweating profusely, and they keep handing out brochures.

  They kept talking, regardless of whether those foreign merchants could understand or not, they were just trying their best to sell various products anyway.

  Liu Qingshan was squeezed in the back, and looked at the three people in front speechlessly: the attitude is commendable, that's the effect, what effect can a chicken talk to a duck?

   It was Zheng Hongqi who was the first to react, and slightly arched the county magistrate Wang who was standing in the middle: "Should I ask Xiao Liu to come to the front? He speaks English well and can communicate with foreign businessmen."

Yes!

   County Magistrate Wang slapped his thigh suddenly. Even if they yelled smoke out of their throats, foreign businessmen might not understand it.

  Director Zhou is also quite discerning, and hastened to make room.

   After all, according to his position, he is the lowest among the three.

  However, Liu Qingshan waved his hand at Director Zhou: "No, no, no, it's hard to find talents who can communicate with foreign businessmen, so let's keep it normal."

  Director Zhou nodded to Liu Qingshan, then turned around and continued to work.

   If a few letters of intent are signed from him, or a purchase contract can be signed, it will be of great benefit to his future development.

  Liu Qingshan is not hiding idle, he is behind, observing the merchants passing by carefully, watching their expressions, occasionally listening to their private exchanges, and constantly collecting valuable information.

  The result made him a little disappointed: Bishui County is just a small backward county after all, and the products it produces are not very attractive.

  The key is that it didn't come up with any special features, so although the front of the booth was very lively, it was a false prosperity, and there were no customers who really wanted to order.

   It seems that you can only zoom in!

  The county magistrate Wang and others who were busy at the front desk obviously found the same problem. Those foreign businessmen browsed the brochures with great interest, or shook their heads, or shrugged, and then put the brochures back on the booth.

  The three of them could not help but feel their hearts sink, and Zheng Hongqi muttered in a low voice: "Our products are still not competitive."

   County Magistrate Wang didn't care about wearing a suit anymore, and wiped his forehead with his sleeve, his face full of displeasure: "Oh, it's a waste of time, why don't you have to shave your head this year?"

  The foreign businessmen who had stopped also started to move again, and at this moment, a very passionate voice suddenly sounded:

   "Ladies-and-Gentlemen, the classic fashion show is starting now, and models are invited to appear!"

   Watts? Modeling?

  The foreign businessmen looked around, and their interest suddenly rose.

  The accompaniment tape sounded immediately, first with dense gongs and drums, and then the sound of Jinghu, followed by the two teams of Tsing Yi Hua Dan.

  However, these Huadans are not wearing Tsing Yi today, but rather modern clothing, matching their headgear, it looks a bit nondescript.

  But foreigners don’t understand it, and they thought it was an innovation, so they all booed and clapped their hands rhythmically.

  (end of this chapter)

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