"Director Chen, haven't you always wanted to sell Double Happiness brand rice cookers abroad? This Mr. Qiao ordered 20,000 units, knowing that the current production capacity of our factory is not enough, and the delivery at the end of the year can be done. ”

What?

Chen Guoqing was dumbfounded.

Isn't the fair officially starting tomorrow? Why has Song Wenjun already pulled the order?

"Wenjun?"

"And Mr. Smith over there, he's German, and he's going to tell us about the agency of the Double Happiness series of small household appliances."

The more Chen Guoqing listened, the more confused he became, from the time they got off the train to the time they checked into the hotel, it was only more than two hours, and Song Wenjun had already done what he dreamed of?

"Miss Song ......"

Mr. Qiao came to Song Wenjun with a goblet, and said a lot of foreign languages, and then Song Wenjun also replied to him with a lot of bird language, and Chen Guoqing and the three of them were completely blindsided.

", my Wenjun sister-in-law, can you speak foreign?" Xu Da swallowed and foamed at the mouth, and said in shock.

"Yes, that's what I just knew." Chen Guoqing's soul was not guarded, and his mind was blank.

I knew that Wen Jun could speak foreign languages, why did he bring Yu Fuhe out? He was angry with him along the way, and none of his heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys were good.

After talking to foreign businessmen for a long time, Song Wenjun hurried over.

"Brother Xu, you go to the grain store to buy some rice and come back, foreign devils are not easy to fool, they want to see it with their own eyes."

"Oh, okay, okay, I'll buy it."

"Something went wrong."

Song Wenjun glanced at the booth with a grim expression.

"How?"

Chen Guoqing was still in surprise, and he didn't understand why Song Wenjun's expression became serious again.

"That's Japanese."

Well?

Chen Guoqing, who was born in the military, immediately became vigilant, "What are they doing here?" ”

Song Wenjun couldn't help laughing, patted Chen Guoqing on the shoulder and signaled him to relax, no matter when, the patriotic feelings engraved in the bones of the Chinese people will explode at any time.

"They bring rice cookers too."

The semi-smart rice cooker she designed is the only one -—— Scorpion Baba in China, but in the international market, it is not without competitors.

The Yankees, who were originally going to book 20,000 units with her, have now wavered, and are obviously more willing to cooperate with the ghosts who have a good life.

"Wenjun, do foreigners also eat rice?" Chen Guoqing asked the core question.

"Isn't there an overseas Chinese? Besides, our rice cooker is not only for cooking, but also for other purposes. ”

Rice cookers are not uncommon in foreign countries, but those who can use rice cookers to the extreme, Song Wenjun dares to say one, and ghosts probably don't dare to say two.

"Director Chen, we still have a killer feature, you immediately go to the post office and send a telegram, and ask Wang Jiaren to go to the island to find Lu Yunting."

I didn't want to trouble my brother, but I didn't expect that the expo would be held before it was held, and she would meet a strong competitor, so she couldn't take care of it a lot, and completely magnified her moves.

Chen Guoqing doesn't know why, why are you looking for Lu Yunting? But what Wen Jun said was right, he just had to do it.

Soon Xu Da bought back twenty catties of rice, and several people found a restaurant nearby, rented a kitchen with the boss for two hours, and she rolled up her sleeves and began to stir-fry.

"Wenjun, what kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd? Why do you still cook it yourself? Chen Guoqing gave her a hand on the side, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Treat foreigners to a serious Chinese meal."

Her cooking skills are average, but the focus is on making delicious rice cookers, so just highlight the main character.

Inviting foreigners to dinner?

Chen Guoqing is a flower, how does it feel like a fantasy? Everyone doesn't speak the same language, except for drinking...... All that's left is drinking.