Great Power Army Reclamation

The number of booths in each province has already been determined. If Ye Yuzeqing were to leave at this time, he would not have time to find another one to replace him? The key is to find it. Why can't they agree to give me such a small amount of space?

Section Chief Li stared at Ye Yuze for a while and saw that he didn't care at all. He could only snort and quickly walk away. He had no choice but to lose this person.

Fatty Tang saw that the backer he had found had nothing to do with Ye Yuze, so he had no choice but to ignore him and command a few beauties to choose the best location and prepare to welcome foreign businessmen.

Many people in later generations always define foreign businessmen as European and American businessmen. In fact, this is not the case. The foreign businessmen of the Canton Fair have a broad meaning, including Southeast Asia, Africa, Hong Kong and Taiwan. All are within the scope of foreign businessmen, because international trade in these places uses the US dollar as the settlement currency.

At that time, most of China's export-earning enterprises focused on resource-based enterprises and light textile products, because China's industrial products at that time were still relatively backward and lacked appeal even to places like Southeast Asia and Africa.

Sure enough, after foreign businessmen began to flock in, Ye Yuze's hall attracted the most foreign businessmen. Especially the silks and handicrafts from the south are full of praise among foreigners. Even the stalls of some clothing companies in Guangdong and Zhejiang were crowded with people.

Ye Yuze had to admire these colleagues in the south, in just a few years. The styles and colors of clothing set them apart from similar companies in the north. Look at Fatty Tang’s all-blue tunic suits and monotonous women’s clothes in his stall. They are really not competitive with others.

No one even glanced at Ye Yuze's denim clothes, mainly because they were too inconspicuous. Everything he looked at was Fatty Tang's monotonous color and style. The jeans were blue, and they might have been mistaken for a denim uniform.

More than an hour passed, and many stalls had already started signing contracts. No one from Ye Yuze or the others asked about the price. Occasionally, people stopped by, and they all saw these girls as beautiful and struck up a conversation with them. They didn't even want to take another look at the hanging clothes.

Fatty Tang's face was full of gloom, and he glared at Ye Yuze angrily: "It's all because of you. If it weren't for you, I would have to put on all the clothes, and I would have signed the contract long ago."

Ye Yuze's face was full of helplessness, and he had no desire to even quarrel with him. Before he complained, he was already criticizing her. I don’t know how such a person became a factory director?

Ye Yuze thought for a while, picked up a pair of jeans and went to the bathroom to change into them. When he came out, he found a piece of cardboard and wrote the word "warrior" with a pen, and then stood in front of his desk.

Fatty Tang complained again: "Can you be a little creative? You imitate me in everything, do you think you are a beauty?"

Before he finished speaking, a short, fat middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes walked over with a pretty girl on his arm. The girl's eyes were fixed on Ye Yuze, with envy on her face.

"Konikiwa!" The short, fat man suddenly stopped next to Ye Yuze, greeted him, and then bowed at 90 degrees.

Ye Yuze was startled at first, and then suddenly realized that he had encountered the imperial army. He quickly clasped his fists and returned the greeting: "Nice to meet you!"

The short and fat man naturally didn't understand Ye Yuze's greeting, but he probably knew that this was also a polite greeting, so he bowed again. At this time, the girl next to him spoke, but she spoke in Chinese: "Sir, did you buy or sell the clothes you are wearing?"

Ye Yuze was stunned when he was asked, but he quickly understood the meaning of his words and quickly answered: "This is a denim jacket produced in my factory, and warrior is my registered trademark."

The girl looked in the direction of his finger and found more than a dozen different styles of denim clothes. She found that there were also women's clothes, so she asked a little embarrassedly: "Can I try them on?"

Ye Yuze had no experience with the Canton Fair. He thought that someone was interested in the style, tested the quality, and signed the contract after passing the test. However, he did not expect that someone wanted to try on clothes. He changed in the bathroom. Should he also let others go to the bathroom?

At this time, a staff member of the exhibition hall came over, and Ye Yuze expressed his doubts. The staff member glanced at their stall, then pointed to a curtain on Fatty Tang's stall and said, "That's the fitting room. Shared by both of you!"

Only then did Ye Yuze realize that Fatty Tang had concealed this matter from him. But she didn't care about it at this time. He found a suitable outfit and led her to the door of the fitting room.

The girl took the clothes and went in, and came out within a few minutes. When she entered, she was wearing a dress, which looked very gorgeous, but after putting on jeans, she immediately had a different style. There is a kind of wildness and unruliness.

This change not only surprised Ye Yuze, but also the short and fat man was very excited, with a face full of surprise.

The girl walked to the mirror and was shocked by herself. Ye Yuze couldn't help but walked over, reached out to pick up the girl's shawl hair, and held it behind her back. As a result, this girl's entire temperament suddenly changed.

If she was a shy girl next door just now, she is now a free woman full of adventurous spirit. It seems that the saying that a man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle is absolutely true!

The girl was stunned for a while and took out the rubber band from her bag. He smiled shyly at Ye Yuze, tied up his hair and pinned it with hairpins, walked towards the short and fat man, and then turned around proudly.

The two people were chattering about something, but Ye Yuze naturally couldn't understand. As for the language of the imperial army, he only knew "Bagh Ya Road, Missi Missi, and the work of the flower girl." He knew nothing else.

At this time, the girl came over and pointed at the pudgy man: "Sir, can you help my father choose a suitable outfit?"

Ye Yuze was a little embarrassed. The height of this short and fat man was obviously lower than the average height of the Chinese people, and his waistline was relatively large. Clothing factories of this size rarely make clothes of this size. After all, at that time, although the domestic sales sizes were not large, there were very few waist sizes like this.

Ye Yuze searched for it on the clothes rack and found one. These pants are for women, but there is no difference between men’s and women’s jeans. It's just different in size.

Tops are easy to deal with, they are all jackets, just find a large size. Anyway, this dress is not too big.

The short, fat man walked out of the changing room quickly. Not to mention, he suddenly became much more energetic. But Ye Yuze always felt that something was wrong.

He circled around the pudgy man several times and finally understood the crux of the matter. It turns out this guy’s shirt didn’t match. But I don’t have a T-shirt here either?