Harory and his entourage moved around a few more exhibition areas, whether it was an American manufacturer or a Japanese manufacturer, and the prices offered to him by each of them far exceeded his psychological expectations.

In the exhibition area of the company, the staff in charge of introducing the products was extremely attentive to Hallorey and his party, and recommended a large number of the latest equipment to them. Some of the equipment itself may sound inexpensive, but the trap behind it is as deep as the Great Rift Valley. A CNC machine tool with a price of 50,000 US dollars is said to be equipped with the original stabilized power supply to ensure stable work, and the price of this stabilized power supply is 70,000 US dollars.

"Minister Hallorey, why is the equipment so expensive?" Calabi asked depressedly, "The iron ore in our province is not enough to buy a lathe in a year. ”

"That's the value of technology." Halloret said with a sigh.

"So what do we do? Do you want to keep going? Calabi asked.

Halloreh sat in a chair for the audience to rest, looking up at the full field of advertisements. He only felt like a lonely boat, unable to find his way in this vast ocean. In fact, not only he Harore, but also the 800,000 people of the entire Northern Province combined, in the eyes of those international equipment tycoons, what is the difference between him and grass mustard?

Why is the road to industrialization so difficult? Hallory thought sadly. When he was a student at the École Polytechnique de Paris, he thought that if the continent was to escape poverty, it would have to develop industry. In school, he worked harder than any of his classmates from Africa, and he always hoped that one day he could use his skills to realize his dream of saving the country through industry.

Who would have thought that industry could not be built by just one or two technicians, and that building an industrial system requires a lot of investment. What Africa lacks most is precisely the capital. Without money, what will he do to develop industry?

Harory couldn't help but think of the impassioned slogan that Nahler shouted to the voters during the election campaign: Give me 20 years, and give you back a miraculous northern province!

Miracles, are miracles so easy to make?

"Forget it, let's go back." "This place is not for us," said Harorre. ”

"Look, Minister Hallore, there's a billboard over there, it's very strange." Calabi pointed somewhere ahead and said to Hallore.

Harory casually turned his head and looked at Calaby's fingers, only to see that among the many red, green, and green billboards, there was a slogan-like advertisement that was very eye-catching, with the following sentence written on it:

"What can 10 million dollars do - it can make an industrial miracle!"

$10 million, an industrial miracle! The number and the word piqued Harore's interest at once, and he sprang to his feet and took a few steps closer to the billboard. This time, he could see all the text written underneath the billboard:

"$10 million, in the hands of a rich man, is nothing but a diamond ring; In the bustling city, it's just a small apartment. For us, it's a complete industrial system.

Welcome to visit our booth in China, where we are dedicated to providing tailor-made industrialization solutions for developing countries. ”

"$10 million can build an industrial system!" Hallory couldn't believe it was true.

That's right, before coming to Frankfurt, he also fantasized about building an industrial system for the Northern Province with the 10 million in his pocket. However, after walking through the exhibition areas of ALK, GM, Xihu and other companies, his illusion has been completely shattered, he thinks, let alone 10 million, even if there are 10 billion, he may not be able to do anything.

However, things in the world are so dramatic, and just when he was about to give up, the fantasy miraculously reappeared before his eyes.

"Excuse me, is what you are writing here true? Is it really only 10 million! Harory ran to the front of the China pavilion like a 100-meter sprint and asked the staff inside.

Zhu Jinwen was in the booth at this time, looking through a few brochures from the booths of other manufacturers. He felt that he was really stupid and naïve, and that he would be fooled by a hairless young man and run to Frankfurt to be embarrassed.

This time, the machine tools, fertilizer equipment, power generation equipment, steelmaking equipment, etc. brought by the China Pavilion are all products that have been eliminated in the world. These products, as well as some photos and models, have attracted the attention of many merchants. A gray-haired British businessman stood in front of a horizontal lathe, asked his granddaughter to take dozens of pictures of himself, and then happily told the interesting story of how he made this machine tool when he was young, and from time to time he would say something like "I haven't seen it, it's been more than 30 years", and the nostalgia is overflowing.

Zhu Jinwen still had the courage to stand outside to answer some questions at first, but in the end, he was so ashamed that he rushed into the stage and refused to come out. The same is true for some other manufacturers who came to the same time, and they were quite proud of their products when they were in China, and when they arrived here, they knew what it was like to be backward.

Standing out from the crowd is a realm, and if the chickens run into the flock, it is completely masochistic.

Fortunately, the Machinery Committee had the foresight to organize this pavilion and did not arrange for national teams such as Qi Zhong and Tai Zhong to participate, but found a group of medium-sized enterprises at the local level. The purpose of this is to let medium-sized enterprises explore the way first, even if they are looked down upon, they will only lose the face of these medium-sized enterprises.

"Shame on you." Zhu Jinwen muttered to Lin Zhenhua, "Look at it, how can there be real buyers who pay attention to our booth?" They all use our booth as a museum. Our equipment is at least 20 years behind foreign manufacturers. ”

"Isn't that something we've known for a long time?" Lin Zhenhua said.

Zhu Jinwen said: "But, didn't you say that there are developing countries that are interested in our equipment? Look, don't those Africans, South Asians, and Middle Easterners still go to the booths of those big international companies? ”

Lin Zhenhua frowned and said, "Director Zhu, I think, is it because our advertising hasn't been put out, people don't know what we're selling." ”

"What kind of advertising? Just a few broken beds, how to write on the advertisement? Zhu Jinwen asked.

"It's okay, I'll write it." Lin Zhenhua said. He found a large piece of advertising paper and began to write on it with a row pen. His English is high enough that what he writes is sensational.

"What can 10 million dollars do - it can make a miracle!" Zhu Jinwen looked at it and shook his head, "Xiaolin, you're blowing too much, right?" When I was sent to Inner Mongolia, I also let go of the cows, and according to your blowing method, how many cows will have to blow you to death. ”

Lin Zhenhua said with a smile: "Director Zhu, don't worry, I don't think I'm blowing enough to brag and not paying taxes." ”

Isn't it, if you put it aside in 20 years, an advertising slogan like this is the most humble. Obviously it is a house in Hebei, and the advertisement dares to say that it takes 20 minutes to go directly to the International Trade Center; There is a small pool that raises fifty fish that are not rich in oxygen, and the advertisement dares to say that it is a water-friendly mansion. Lin Zhenhua just wrote about a miracle, and the great man said that the Chinese people dare to create any miracle in the world.

In fact, Lin Zhenhua also conceived another advertisement: "How far is it from industrial modernization - only 200 meters!" He plans to talk to the organizers in two days and swipe this advertisement to the gate. Walking from the gate to the China exhibition area, it is exactly 200 meters away.

Zhu Jinwen didn't bother to grind his teeth with Lin Zhenhua, since he had been deceived by Lin Zhenhua, he gave up on himself, just love it. After Lin Zhenhua finished writing the advertisement, he got a few thumbtacks and pressed them on the display board, and then sat under the advertisement and waited for the rabbit. He didn't have to wait long, and in just 10 minutes he saw a black man rushing towards him with a few retinues, and this person was, of course, the tragic Harori.

"Sir, are you interested in our industrialization solution?" Lin Zhenhua asked Harorei in English, and he read an excited look on Harore's face, which is the expression of the bitter and hateful working people when they see their relatives, the People's Liberation Army.

"Yes, yes, what I want to know is, is your plan real?" Harorley Road.

Lin Zhenhua said solemnly: "Sir, you can't doubt the credibility of a Chinese like this. You should know that in history, China is the only country that has not deceived Africans. ”

"Uh......" Harorey scratched his scalp, feeling that what Lin Zhenhua said seemed to be really like that. Since the Age of Discovery, the world powers have taken turns to bully Africa, first by religion, then by force, and more recently by economic aggression. Counting on your fingers, it seems that the only major country that has not invaded Africa is China. But does it have anything to do with doing business?

"Of course, of course, I have always had a good impression of Chinese." "I am the Minister of Industry of the Northern Province of the Republic of Uzsan, and my name is Harore. I am very interested in what you say in your advertisement, dear sir, can you tell me about the industrial system you are talking about. ”

"Of course, since you are the Minister of Industry, then I will ask the director of our State Machinery Industry Commission to answer your question, his name is Zhu Jinwen, please wait a moment." Lin Zhenhua said, turned his head and shouted to Zhu Jinwen: "Director Zhu, the deal has come to the door." ”

Lin Zhenhua has been with Zhu Jinwen these days, and he is already very familiar. Zhu Jinwen is a cadre who has been delegated, and has dealt with all three religions and nine streams, and now although he is the director, he has no arrogance. In addition, Lin Zhenhua has some attainments in professional technology, which is very appreciated by Zhu Jinwen. Now although Lin Zhenhua is still a Director Zhu in terms of title, his tone of voice has become more and more disrespectful.

"Xiaolin, what's the situation?" Zhu Jinwen stood up from the booth and asked.

Lin Zhenhua introduced the identity of Harorley to Zhu Jinwen, and Zhu Jinwen hurriedly stretched out his hand to shake hands with Harore, and at the same time greeted him warmly: "Minister Hallore, please come in and sit down, I can introduce our industrialization plan to you in detail." ”

(To be continued)