In addition to the brochures, they also found out from there that they had to prepare the business card of the company, and the contract could not be written by hand, and they had to print it with a typewriter late that night, so they went to find the place to print. Fortunately, because it is now during the Canton Fair, all printing shops are still open late at night.

When Director Zhu wrote the contract, Zhang Gaoxing also drafted two templates, one from the Fuzao Wood Factory and the other from his own wood carving factory.

Everything is ready.

On the day of the opening ceremony.

"Happy, happy, you see, they are all foreigners, those big curly golden retrievers, those beards, and those man's skin is too white, even whiter than our women's skin."

"Old Zhu, you are still the head of a factory at such an old age. You are just a foreigner. What are you saying? You are the one who has been published in newspapers in the provincial capital."

"This is not the first time I've seen a foreigner?"

Speaking of which, this is also the first time Zhang Gaoxing has seen a foreigner living in his past and present life, and he has seen it on TV in later generations.

He also looked at the foreigners with a strange look.

Before the opening, Chinese and foreign guests gathered in the square.

Today, these overseas merchants are in a good mood, and many of them are also old Canton Fair. However, in the Spring Canton Fair in 1980, these merchants who came to participate in the exhibition obviously found that the hotel where they live is no longer silent at night.

For example, the music in the restaurant is melodious and singing and dancing. Because there is a musical teahouse in Guangzhou, merchants do not have to stay alone in the guest room at night like before.

They all dined and enjoyed artistic performances. After they were full, they could dance. So their mood changed drastically when they participated in this Canton Fair. Not only did they fill their eyes and ears, they could also have a feast for their food. There were also coke and coffee here.

This was impossible in the past, so how could they not be in a good mood?

The red slogans in the square warmly welcome guests from all over the world to attend the 47th Fair. Below is the English sentence A      world    with…fail.

The opening ceremony was first sung by a song "Welcome Song".

Flowers are blooming in the flower city, and friends come.

Flowers accompanied by wine, gather together to express your feelings.

New friends and old friends treat each other sincerely, and the spring of faith is always there.

...

In the opening ceremony.

Zhang Gaoxing and others wore exhibitor badges and entered the exhibition in advance to prepare.

After the grand opening ceremony.

Firecrackers are on fire.

The hundreds of firecrackers were placed and they also started to ring in unison.

Countless foreign guests flocked to the exhibition center.

"Good, happy, those foreigners come in."

"Old Zhu, don't say a word. When they come, they are just high noses, blue eyes are different from us. When they come, this is our territory. We must be generous and decent, not humble or arrogant, and reflect our ancient culture and virtues. Look at how old you are, what are your body shaking, what are we afraid of? We attend the Canton Fair to look for business opportunities and get export orders, and they are here to buy!"

Director Zhu slowly calmed down his mind. Why did he feel that a person in his decades is not as happy as this kid? How did he feel that he is like an elder who has seen the world? He is like a young boy who has never seen the world.

"Now you go to make tea, we have to look at all directions and listen to all directions."

Zhang Gaoxing commanded Lao Zhu again.

Director Zhu vomited blood very much.

Didn’t he ask him to cooperate with the translation? Instead, it was like the tea-pour brother he called him.

"How to drink tea here?"

"Although the place is small, I can just stand and have some tea."

Township enterprises like them do not have negotiation rooms in the exhibition hall. They belong to large state-owned enterprises and large collective enterprises. However, they have a serious booth, which is much better than other private enterprises that cannot get formal booths.

They were in the corner, like setting up street stalls, and they could only set up one or two square meters.

And they are talking about business in the corridor between booths and gaps. It is really a "guerrilla" in the corridor, but they are still very happy that it is an opportunity to come in.

From here, you may be able to go to the world. If it weren't for the Canton Fair, many private enterprises in the past might have been raised in the mountains and unidentified people, so let alone developed the scale of the future.

For example, Lu Guanqiu's Vientiane, Zhongji Group, Fangtai Group, and Sanhuan Group... countless of them started with the Canton Fair to attract customers and fight guerrilla foreign trade.

Many wealthy places also start with foreign trade. For example, Xiyang County in his previous life kept winning huge orders for Buddhist niches and wood carving products from the Canton Fair.

...

Zhang Gaoxing can have a formal stall now. Although he is a small one, at least he can make a chair and a stall. Now he is really involved in the Pengbu Town Construction Society Woodworks Factory.

Otherwise, it would be a guerrilla fight in the aisle.

Lao Zhu doesn't speak English.

He kept inviting others to visit the camphor wood box.

“Hello!”

Foreigners greeted him warmly, but he didn't understand English, so he kept bowing and kept asking for help. Some foreigners saw that the communication was not smooth and they were not interested in understanding it.

"Brother Gao Xing, brother Gao Xing, come out and recruit merchants!"

"Those people are just passing by, and soliciting is useless. Those who really want to do this business will definitely look at our goods seriously. They just pointed at it and just looked at it."

"How do you know?"

"I can understand what they just mumbled."

"Oh, so that's it."

In fact, Zhang Gaoxing is not so interested in those high nose, blue eyes, and blonde hair. The foreign trade business of carved camphor wood boxes is actually the business of Southeast Asia, island countries and overseas Chinese. They like Chinese camphor wood boxes, and his Buddhist niche customers are not Westerners, but islanders!

As dark eyes and dark hair as myself.

They are rooted in China and believe in Buddhism like the Chinese. Those Westerners with high noses and blonde hair all believe in God.

Isn’t he selling his Buddhist niche to them to a monk’s comb?

Although there were wooden combs in later temples, they were given to pilgrims. Can Westerners still give them to islanders' Buddhist niches?

Therefore, Zhang Gaoxing was not optimistic about Western foreigners coming to him. Some people with Southeast Asian skin color could occasionally give him some interest.

"Hi, I am Mitsui Hachie. May I ask you carved camphor boxes and Buddha niches..."

An island man stepped forward in broken Chinese and asked.

"Stop, stop, stop, you are from the island country." Director Zhu stopped the other party.

"Yes, I'm from Kyoto, Your Excellency."

"What kind of thing, we won't sell it to you. You can go to another place to see it?"

"Nani, why not sell it to me."

"I don't know how to do business with islanders."

Director Zhu directly refused to come forward to ask about the island businessman.

Zhang Gaoxing saw Lao Zhu hit the other party.

He scolded Lao Zhu in his heart for being stupid. Why did the island people get rid of money without making money? They were the ones they were waiting for. He wanted to move all their pockets to the land of China. He drove him away, but how could he take out their pockets?
Chapter completed!