Hello 1983

The last incident of fake Hong Kong businessmen left some psychological shadows on County Magistrate Wang.

"Old Wang, you haven't woken up. The red-headed document is still fake. Besides, Director Bai of the provincial department is respectful to others, so is it fake?"

The county magistrate Z curled his lips, his face full of disdain.

County Magistrate Wang couldn't sit still anymore, and hurriedly called Zheng Hongqi and Director Zhou to discuss urgently.

Director Zhou is more courageous: "I think we should also get a share. If there is a quota of [-] US dollars at the bottom, it will be easy for everyone to have an account."

County Magistrate Wang was also quite moved, and looked at Zheng Hongqi. Although he was the leader of the team, things had to be discussed.

Even if there are problems in the future, the responsibility will be diluted. It's not that the county magistrate Wang is slippery, it's just like the rules of the officialdom.

Zheng Hongqi was also undecided, weighing the pros and cons in his heart, and he faintly felt that something was wrong, so he didn't express his position for a long time.

At this time, a voice sounded from the side: "I think there seems to be a problem. I always feel that the matter is too coincidental. Couldn't it be a trick for us people?"

When the three people heard this, they looked at Liu Qingshan in unison.

Liu Qingshan blinked innocently: "Mayor Zheng, you came from the compound before, right?"

Seeing Zheng Hongqi nodding, he continued, "Then you might as well go over and talk to them, and you'll know if the other party is a student from the big courtyard or not."

Zheng Hongqi's eyes lit up, and he took a deep look at Liu Qingshan, then stood up and walked towards the sleeper car.

Chapter 69 Zoom in

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

Still young!

His memory is excellent, coupled with his comprehension ability, which is 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 arms of the marshal, Liu Qingshan knew that those guys who were engaged in internal procurement approval must be liars.

Holding a paper slip in his hand, an old marshal began to read their names, and then took away more than 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 mix of sadness and joy, and yes, there was also a trace of happiness.

In the following time, Zheng Hongqi, a young cadre who had been somewhat repelled at first, suddenly became popular.

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

Sometimes, connections are built up little by little like this.

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

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

Liu Qingshan smiled, everything was kept silent.

After staying on the train for three days, 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 bed in the hotel 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, go to the train station in the afternoon, bring back the exhibited goods, and keep busy until dark.

On the second day, the exhibition hall was set up again, and there was no leisure time at all, so Liu Qingshan could only find time to invite people from the local theater troupe.

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, but it didn't want a penny.

And the other party also generously said: The actor can be chosen 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 have 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.

This is not to blame for others, there is no formal model team in China right now, Liu Qingshan's ideas are indeed a bit too super-classical and avant-garde.

In the end, the actors could only be invited, dressed up in the pre-prepared clothes, and displayed 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 got dizzy and 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 people here have already started marching quickly, 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 rolling 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."

This statement is quite in line with the status quo, so County Magistrate Wang and Zheng Hongqi can't refute it, but there is a look of unwillingness on their faces.

The location of their exhibition area is relatively remote, and no merchants have come over at this time, and Liu Qingshan has nothing to do, so they chatted with each other.

"Leaders, in fact, our Bishui County is not bad. It is rich in resources and has 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 didn't engage in pointless arguments with him. When the time comes, Jiapigou will be the center, and it will spread 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!"

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

Everyone tidied up their ill-fitting suits, straightened their badges on their chests, raised their chests and headed up, and entered into a fighting state.

Soon there was a crowd of hundreds of people rushing to this side. There were foreign businessmen 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 were too many merchants, and the translations arranged by the organizing committee were simply not enough, so many foreigners chose the products they were interested in and stopped to watch.

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

There are too many types of goods, and there are no qualified tour guides. Basically, it is just a quick tour.

Liu Qingshan soon 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.

This year's situation is very different. In front of the short one-meter booth in Bishui County, many merchants stopped.

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 around the booth, they can only envy: Bishui County is really going to put a big satellite this time, and they are all cheerful without looking at those foreigners, chanting "Goodgood" all the time?

There is no other way, I can only look at it greedily, there must be an expert behind my back to point out, we must also get this brochure in the coming 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 was because it was hot in the big exhibition hall or because they were nervous. The three of them were sweating profusely, and they kept handing out brochures.

They kept chanting, regardless of whether those foreign merchants could understand, anyway, they were trying their best to sell various products.

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

It was Zheng Hongqi who came to his senses first, and lightly 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."

Right!

County Magistrate Wang slapped his thigh suddenly. Even if they shouted smoke, the foreign businessmen might not understand it.

Director Zhou is also quite discerning, so he 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 wasn't hiding idle, he was at the back, carefully observing the merchants passing by, observing 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 actually 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 merchants who were really interested in ordering.

It seems that it can only be enlarged!

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 hearts of the three of them sank, 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?"

Those 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!"

watt?Modeling?

The foreign businessmen looked around and became interested all of a sudden.

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

But today these Huadans are not wearing Tsing Yi, but rather modern clothes, matching their headdresses, it looks a bit nondescript.

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

Chapter 70 The local accent without changing the sideburns

The Peking Opera model team walked back and forth in front of the stage, and one of them walked to the center, shaking his sleeves violently into the air.

Hey, good guy, she waved the two-foot-long sleeves, layer upon layer, like clouds all over the sky, falling down colorfully.

"Oh, cake seller!"

"Critical Rui Bi You Te Buddha!"

Many foreigners exclaimed loudly, they have never seen such a posture before.

Liu Qingshan took advantage of the situation to lead the rhythm in the crowd, and shouted loudly:

"Peking Opera!"

The foreigners really liked this set, and soon they all yelled in unison.

Even a few foreigners with bucket waists twisted their buttocks and swayed along with them.

After the performance of the Peking Opera model team, Liu Qingshan immediately went up, grabbed the two long sleeves and shook them, saying loudly in English:

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the high-quality linen cloth we produce. It is pure natural plant fiber, does not hurt the skin, has super water absorption, and is extremely comfortable to wear. It is a special cloth for ancient royal families and nobles. Welcome to appreciate and order!"

Not to mention other advantages, the label is exclusive to the royal family, which made the eyes of the foreign businessmen present brighten.

Foreigners also like the idea of ​​climbing the dragon and attaching the phoenix, just like the people in the past, who wouldn't want to get a yellow mandarin jacket and wear it with style?

"What's the situation, are these foreigners crazy?"

Seeing a large group of foreign businessmen swarming in and surrounding the booth belonging to Bishui County, just like going to a supply and marketing agency to snap up purchases during the Chinese New Year, the people around the booth were completely dumbfounded.

Someone couldn't help but said sourly: "This Bishui County, what are you doing, isn't this disrupting order?"

"It's good if someone can sell linen. A black cat is a white cat. If it catches mice, it's a good cat."

As the old man's influence continued to rise, this sentence was often mentioned.

At this moment, the three of them, County Magistrate Wang and Zheng Hongqi, were all busy, signing one after another.

They were busy and happy, and they never expected that Comrade Xiao Liu's actions would make the linen sell out.

What is talent, this is talent!