Hello, 1983

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

Still young!

He has an 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 a book, his learning efficiency simply skyrockets.

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 marshals, Liu Qingshan knew that those who were doing internal procurement approval must be liars.

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

When they came back, their expressions were a bit complicated, which could probably be described as a mixture of sadness and joy, right, with a hint of happiness.

In the time that followed, Zheng Hongqi, a young cadre who had been somewhat rejected, suddenly became popular.

Many people came to him, chatted for a while, and finally thanked him.

Sometimes, the network is built little by little.

Liu Qingshan didn't ask how Zheng Hongqi exposed the liar. He just concentrated on reading books and passed the boring time on the train.

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

Liu Qingshan smiled and said nothing.

After surviving on the train for three days, the group finally arrived in Yangcheng, which is at the forefront of reform and opening up. Even a young guy like Liu Qingshan seemed to be about to fall apart.

He plunged into the bed of the hotel and slept solidly for a whole night. The next day, Liu Qingshan was finally full of blood and resurrected.

He was happily going to visit Yangcheng at this time to see what it was like. As a result, the county magistrate Wang came to inform him that he would conduct intensive training in the morning.

Well, he could only sit there all morning, then go to the train station in the afternoon to pick up the exhibits and keep busy until it was dark.

The next day, the exhibition hall was set up again, and there was no leisure time at all, so Liu Qingshan could only spare time and go to the local theatre company to invite people.

I thought it would cost a little more money, but I never expected that when the other party heard that it was participating in the Canton Fair, they immediately expressed their strong support, but they didn't want a penny.

And the other party also said generously: Actors can be chosen at will!

But when Liu Qingshan talked about his performance plan, the deputy head of the group who received him was immediately dumbfounded:

Little comrade, our actors are all dressed in fixed outfits, wearing your clothes, and how to sing, I guess they can't open their mouths.

You don't need to sing, just walk, 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, there is no formal model team in China at the moment, Liu Qingshan's idea is indeed a bit too out of line and too avant-garde.

In the end, I had to invite the actors, put on all the pre-prepared clothes, and show them on the stage first.

Seeing those young actors dressed in modern clothes, accompanied by gongs and drums, walking on the stage with a straight face, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but cheer.

When everything is ready, on the third day of arriving in Yangcheng, the Canton Fair officially kicked off.

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

Even the county magistrate Wang was quite emotional: Hey, our kind of small county town in the north is like an old man walking on the street, walking slowly and leisurely; while others have already started a rapid march, running forward, Isn't it strange that people don't fall further and further away?

Zheng Hongqi also agreed, and he was even a little worried: this gap will get 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 Commerce Bureau, he looked envious: It's nothing compared. This is the frontier of reform and opening up, and we are in the rear. Of course, we can only push the cart and do some pre-support work.

This is quite in line with the status quo, so Magistrate Wang and Zheng Hongqi could not refute it, but their faces showed a look of unwillingness.

The location of their exhibition area is relatively remote. No merchants have come over this time. Liu Qingshan is also idle and has nothing to do.

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 make great achievements in the future.

Director Zhou kept shaking his head: In the past, more land is a good thing, more food can fill the stomach, and it can support national 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 did not make unnecessary arguments with him. At that time, with Jiapigou as the center, it will develop and radiate to the entire commune and Bishui County, which is more convincing than any argument.

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

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

Everyone sorted out the suits that didn't fit well, straightened the work card on their chests, raised their heads, and entered a fighting state.

Soon there was a crowd of hundreds of people surging towards this side, and there were foreign merchants with different skin tones and different hair colors.

Among them, there were also some Chinese and overseas Chinese, even some old overseas Chinese, who looked excited and looked around eagerly.

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

It was only then that he remembered that since the year before last, the Canton Fair had increased trade with Taiwan.

The performance of these old overseas Chinese is completely understandable.

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

Some of these traditional Chinese handmade products or handicrafts, as well as porcelain, etc., are particularly favored by them.

There are too many types of goods, and there is no qualified tour guide. Basically, it is just watching flowers.

Liu Qingshan soon discovered a phenomenon: even many of the products on the booths, those merchants did not know at all, and could not understand it. No wonder their heads were shaved last year.

This year's situation is very different. In front of the one-meter booth in Bishui County, there are many merchants stopping by.

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

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

As for the people around the booths, they can only be envious: Bishui County is afraid that this time it is really going to put a big satellite, without seeing those foreigners, their mouths are all cheerful, and they keep talking about Goodgood?

I can't do anything, I can only look at the greedy eyes. There must be experts behind the scenes. We must also get this brochure in the coming year.

The booth was only one meter long, and it could barely squeeze three people. Magistrate Wang, Zheng Hongqi, and Director Zhou Zhou stood side by side at the back of the booth.

I don't know if it was because it was hot in the big exhibition hall, or because of nervousness, the three of them were sweating profusely, and they kept handing out brochures.

They kept talking, and regardless of whether the foreign merchants could understand it, they were trying to sell all kinds of products.

Liu Qingshan was squeezed behind, and looked at the three in front speechlessly: The attitude is commendable, this is the effect, what effect can chicken and duck talk have?

It was Zheng Hongqi who reacted first, and gently arched the county magistrate Wang standing in the middle: Should I ask Xiao Liu to come forward, he speaks good English and can communicate with foreign businessmen.

Yes!

Magistrate Wang slapped his thigh abruptly. Even if they shouted smoke, the foreign merchants might not be able to understand.

Director Zhou was also very discerning, and quickly made room.

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

However, Liu Qingshan waved to Director Zhou: No, no, it's hard to find people who can communicate with foreign businessmen now, so let's keep normal.

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

If he signs a few letters of intent from him, or if he can really sign a subscription contract, it will be of great benefit to his future development.

Liu Qingshan is not hiding from leisure, he is behind, UU reading www.uukanshu.com carefully observes the merchants coming and going, observes their expressions, occasionally listens to their private exchanges, and constantly collects valuable information.

He was a little disappointed by the result: Bishui County was only a small backward county after all, and the products it brought out were not very attractive.

The key is that they didn't come up with any special features, so although it was quite lively in front of the booth, it was false prosperity, and there were no merchants who really had the intention to order.

It seems that we can only zoom in!

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

The three of them couldn't help but their hearts sank. Zheng Hongqi whispered, Our products are still not competitive.

Magistrate Wang didn't care that he was wearing a suit, so he wiped a hand on his forehead with his sleeve, his face full of anger: Oh, I've been busy with work, don't you want to shave your head this year?

Those foreign businessmen who stopped by also started to move their footsteps again, and at this moment, a very excited voice suddenly sounded:

Ladies-and-Gentlemen, the classic fashion show starts now, and models are invited!

watt? Model show?

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

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

But today these Huadans are not wearing Tsing Yi, but rather modern clothes, which are a bit nondescript with their headgear.

But the foreigners didn't understand, they thought it was an innovation, and they all followed suit and clapped their hands rhythmically.