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"But isn't she the daughter of Director Chen of the Hengshi Steel Factory?"

This was the first time Ma Wenbo was hired as a translator by a steel factory this year. Previously, the steel factory had hired their director, but this time the director's wife was about to give birth, so they recommended him to the steel factory.

On the day of departure, he went to the train station to meet the people at the steel plant. In fact, he was not very familiar with the people at the steel plant.

When translating the content for Song Fuyu, he still wondered why it was all related to clothing. After asking around today, I found out that she is the director of a clothing factory and does not work at the Hengshi Steel Factory at all.

This made Ma Wenbo, who was originally attracted by her appearance and temperament, suddenly become more fond of her.

"Comrade Ma, you misunderstood. I don't have my father's last name."

"His surname is Chen, and my surname is Song."

As for the fact that her godfather is not her biological father, there seems to be no need to explain it to outsiders.

"Sorry, I made a mistake."

"Comrade Ma, why are you here?"

"I...no...your dad asked me to bring you a bottle of soda."

He took out a bottle of orange soda from his pocket and placed it on the table.

"Thank you, sorry to bother you."

"We are a little tired now. If Comrade Ma has nothing to do, let's go downstairs first."

Song Fuyu looked at the orange soda on the table and said calmly.

"Then I won't disturb your rest. I'll leave first."

As soon as Ma Wenbo left, Song Fuyu moved the soda in front of Chen Guihe.

"Brother Chen, drink it, I have a toothache."

She didn't really have a toothache, but this bottle of soda was obviously bought for her by Ma Wenbo and was just given to her in the name of her father.

If it were a bottle of milk, she might not think twice about it, but it would be a soda.

Dad knew that she didn't like to drink drinks that were too sweet and had too much added coloring. I bought it for her once, but after she expressed that she didn't like it very much, I never bought it for her again.

Chen Guihe looked at the soda in front of him happily. He did not reach out to take it immediately, but confirmed it again.

"You really don't want to drink?"

"Don't drink."

"Then I won't be polite to you."

"You're welcome, drink."

Chen Guihe drank soda, and Song Fuyu lay on the table to rest. While she was sleeping in a daze, Zhao Da and the others came back with their lunch boxes.

"Brother Guihe, did you go buy a soda?"

"I didn't buy it, Director Song's father gave it to her. She had a toothache and gave it to me."

"Would you like a bite?"

Chen Guihe was not stingy and handed the soda bottle to Li Ming.

"Then I'll take a sip too, thank you."

After Li Ming finished drinking, Chen Guihe asked An Bangguo next to him if he wanted a sip, but he didn't refuse.

"If you continue to sign in for orders in the afternoon, I will buy a bottle for each of you during dinner in the evening."

"Director Zhao, you must keep your word."

"necessary!"

As long as you can sign in for the order, let alone buy a few bottles of soda, you can eat and drink every day.

"Director Song, why don't you take a rest after dinner?"

"Uncle Zhao, you'd better call me by my name. It's really awkward for you to call me Director Song instead."

"Fuyu, please ignore him, your Uncle Zhao is just crazy with joy and he hasn't calmed down yet."

"I'm going to let him replace Bangguo in the afternoon to help Guihe and let him cool down in the cold wind outside."

"I have changed my goal now. We have successfully signed five orders, but none of the clothes are clothes produced by our Qinshi Garment Factory."

"My next goal is to hopefully sell our own clothes."

It was exciting to sign in, but without Fuyu this time, it seemed like their clothing factory was still stuck, and it didn't seem to be much different from before.

"Uncle Zhao, do you still remember what the turnover was at last year's trade fair?"

"This side of the market is $[-] million."

"so much?"

"Where is this? There are two foreign trade fairs held across the country every year. One is the Haishi in winter, and the other is in Guangshi in the summer. The turnover there last year was [-] million US dollars."

Song Fuyu calculated in his mind that they signed an order of 130 million US dollars this morning, which was a negligible contribution to the [-] million US dollars.

"Uncle Zhao, that means our factory didn't even get a hair of US$[-] in previous years, let alone US$[-] million, right?"

Zhao Da was heartbroken by her words.

"It doesn't happen every time. Occasionally, you can still gain something."

"The most I signed was over 30 US dollars."

"..."

When she didn't know the total transaction amount, she would feel that more than 30 US dollars was indeed a lot, but on the basis of 30 million US dollars, which is [-] million US dollars, more than [-] US dollars... was pitifully small.

"Uncle Zhao, I think what you said before is right."

"If we can't sign another order this time, our garment factory will really have no shame in participating again."

Not only can't you make any money, but you also have to pay for the round trip and food expenses for the employees. Fortunately, accommodation is free, otherwise it would be a real loss.

With the results in the morning, several people worked harder in the afternoon. Song Fuyu almost didn't stop throughout the afternoon and kept communicating with the translators.

She even regretted pretending not to speak English. She should have said she was self-taught if she had known better.

It wasn’t until after five o’clock in the afternoon that there were fewer people.

"You guys continue to stare, I'll go downstairs."

She picked up the soda bottle that Chen Gui and they had finished drinking from the ground at noon, and went to the booth of the steel factory.

"Comrade Tian, ​​where are your factory director and comrade translator?"

"The factory director has gone to the toilet. Translator Ma is accompanying Assistant Wang to discuss matters in the office over there."

"Thank you, keep busy."

Song Fuyu stood beside their booth waiting for Chen Guoxing.

Big companies are different. Not only do they have large booths, but they also have dedicated offices for discussing matters. Unlike them, like an orphan, there are only two long tables, and they have to huddle in that corner to discuss orders.

"Fuyu, is this spot in your booth empty?"

As soon as Chen Guoxing came back, he saw his daughter standing on the side looking around.

"There should be nothing to do today."

"I heard that you signed a total of more than 200 million US dollars in orders today, which is really good."

Although he was busy with the steel plant all day long, he did not ignore the situation at Song Fuyu.

"Hehe, compared to the tens of millions of orders from your steel factory, it's not worth mentioning."

"You girl, why are you so modest in front of me?"

"Haha, isn't your daughter very powerful?"

Song Fuyu stopped pretending and smiled proudly.

"Really great."

The overall goal set by the Ministry of Commerce for several garment factories this time was to complete orders of US$200 million. As a result, one of their factories exceeded the target in one day.