Chapter 13 News of Attending the Guangzhou Fair

  Lin Jianyun really didn't go back on his word, and in just two short days, he helped Fu Xing get rid of the 100 yuan worth of coupons, exchanging them all for goods, which were handed over to Fu Xin. As for whether he embezzled any money or took kickbacks in the process, that's unknown.

  According to the market prices of matches, soap, toothbrushes, flashlights, ballpoint pens and ink in these goods, after calculating them, they did not lose money, but were only slightly more expensive than the ex-factory price.

  But it's all helpless now, who made him pay for new goods without a supply channel! Lin Jianyun is greedy, but he still knows the degree.

  ……

  The train slowly left Meilong Station, and under the waving of Fan Changhe and Xiao Mei, it gradually moved further and further away.

  He clutched his large and small bags tightly, being mindful of his surroundings. He knew that it was still not safe now, if he were to be checked by the railway police, it would basically be a tragedy. Only after returning home could he consider himself safe.

  The two-day and three-night journey made Fu Xin extremely exhausted, because he didn't dare to fall asleep, fearing that the 1,000-yuan worth of goods would disappear or be confiscated.

  The train is coming, the journey is not over yet, and I still have to rush home. However, Fu Xin really can't hold on anymore. Taking advantage of the fact that there is still some money left on his body, he rushes to the railway station's waiting room.

  Fu Xin slept for over thirty hours this time, it was indeed due to his mind being at ease.

  After solving the problem of food and clothing, I rushed to the bus station, waited for more than half an hour, finally caught up with the public bus, swayed back and forth for seven hours, and finally returned to Hongxing Township.

  At this time, Fu Xin did not choose to go home first, but dragged his tired body, already big and small packages, to the Jialefu shopping mall. At this time, the sky was almost dark.

  Arrived at the store, no one was seen inside. After inquiring with people around, it turned out that there were no goods to sell in the store, so they just closed the door as staying here made no sense.

  Fu Xin didn't have the key to the shop's front door, so he had to go to Jiang Cheng's house again. Since it was closest to his house, Fu Xin was really exhausted and almost fell down.

  Arrived at Jiang Cheng's home, put down the luggage, this journey that was like a flowing account book finally came to an end.

  "Fu Xin, you've finally come back..." Jiang Haiyang seemed to be expecting Fu Xin's return, which made Fu Xin feel somewhat puzzled.

  "I hope I won't get into any more trouble! This is also too useless, and they're looking for me again?" Fu Xin couldn't help but mutter to himself in his heart. However, he wouldn't dare say this out loud, or else he would offend someone.

  However, he still had to ask, "Uncle Jiang, is there something on your mind?"

  "It's a good thing, but I don't know if you're willing to go for it?" Jiang Haiyang first sold a suspense.

  Hearing that was good news, Fu Xin suddenly became interested and said: "Oh, Uncle Jiang, what's the good news? Can I be involved?"

  Jiang Haiyang smiled mysteriously and said: "Fu Xin, have you heard of the Canton Fair on this trip?"

  "What's Guang Jiao Hui?" This payment Xin certainly has heard of it, even if this life hasn't heard of it, the previous life also has heard of it!

  The full name of the Canton Fair is China Import and Export Commodities Trade Fair, also known as the Canton Fair. It was established in 1957 and has been held every spring and autumn for over 20 years in Guangzhou City, Guangdong Province.

  It is currently China's longest history, highest level, largest scale, most comprehensive commodity categories, the most merchants and best transaction effect of the comprehensive international trade fair.

  The Canton Fair is held every year in the spring (April 15 - May 5) and autumn (October 15 - November 4). These dates are etched clearly in his mind, for he had attended it several times in his past life.

  "Snap out of it! What's wrong with you, didn't you hear what was being said?" Jiang Haiyang asked, somewhat displeased, as he tapped on Fu Xin's shoulder.

  "Oh, I've heard of it. A former comrade was from Wuyang City and told me about it, but he..." At this point, Fu Xin's expression turned sorrowful.

  With Fu Xin's attitude, Jiang Haiyang also understood. He was also a person who came down from the troops and knew what Fu Xin meant. So he patted Fu Xin on the shoulder and comforted him: "It's okay, it's been so long, there's no need to always be sad, people can't live in the past forever."

  "Hmm." Fu Xin responded with a sentence, what he said was true, without fabrication. In his previous life, he had indeed first learned about the Guang Jiao Hui from that sacrificed comrade's mouth.

  But in his heart, he was not completely nostalgic for that comrade, but rather recalling the content of the Guangzhou Fair.

  If I'm not mistaken, this year's Canton Fair will be the first to conduct trade with Taiwan. What a rapidly developing era we're living in!

  "Alright, don't think about those unhappy things anymore. Jiang Shu will tell you something that'll make you happy." Jiang Haiyang thought Pei Xin was still immersed in sadness, so there was no point in building suspense, and prepared to reveal the good news.

  Fu Xin Yi listened and didn't say much, immediately putting on an expression of wanting to hear more.

  Jiang Haiyang paused for a moment, cleared his throat and said: "It's like this, the factory has decided to participate in the Guangzhou Fair next spring. Then someone recommended you, your dad, and two other deputy factory directors to go. How about that? Is it good news?" After finishing speaking, Jiang Haiyang put on an expectant expression, waiting for Fang Xin's reaction.

  However, Fu Xin disappointed him. He didn't get excited, but instead asked calmly: "But Uncle Jiang, if we go to participate without any exhibits, how can we go? Are we just going to observe, which sounds pretty good!" The last sentence was said by Fu Xin on purpose.

  "How come there's no exhibit? You little brat doesn't know and yet you're talking nonsense. Isn't it the compound fertilizer your dad made? Otherwise, why do you think I didn't have a chance to go, but you did? It's because you, little brat, made contributions in this technical breakthrough, plus your dad told us you understand English. You went once, as an interpreter for our product." Jiang Haiyang said with displeasure.

  "Oh, is that so? No, it's not right, Uncle Jiang. The factory doesn't produce compound fertilizer, does it?" Fu Xin still sensed something was off. Now the factory management wasn't strict at all, and he had been working there for almost half a year. It was impossible for Fu Xin to be unclear about what products the factory produced or didn't produce; that would be unreasonable!

  "Hehe, this is a temporary decision, and the factory is already in production now. Let's get the order first, and we'll talk about other things later!" Jiang Haiyang said with some embarrassment.

  I don't even know how much homework Jiang Haiyang did for this Guangzhou Fair, and he actually knew about the order. More importantly, his approach seems to have taken on the embryonic form of scarcity marketing.

  "Never underestimate people!" Fu Xin sighed in his heart, but said aloud: "Is this coming too soon? What if we take on too many orders and can't keep up with production?" Fu Xin was trying to test Jiang Haiyang.

  "It's simple, we just set a bottom line and won't sell if it exceeds that. We'll wait for next time to sell." Jiang Haiyang said disdainfully to Fu Xin.

  "This is no longer the embryonic form of hunger marketing, this is already a complete form! Is this guy also a traverser?" Fu Xin thought secretly in his heart.

  Whether Jiang Haiyang is a time-traveler or not, let's put that topic aside for now. There's still someone waiting for him to pay his debt!

  "Alright then, I'll go..." Fu Xin replied somewhat indifferently.

  "What do you mean by going?! Others want to go but can't! Do you know how many meetings the factory held just to give you this spot?! You don't even care, humph!" Jiang Haiyang was getting angry and scolded Fu Xin.

  "Rumble... rumble..." Fu Xin's stomach was growling again, and he couldn't help but rub his belly. Without hesitation, he asked, "By the way, Uncle Jiang, do you have any rice at home? I'll eat some first, my stomach is too hungry!"

  "Ah..." Jiang Haiyang was suddenly given a new atmosphere, and he looked around with some anger, suddenly seeing Fu Xin's package, and realizing something. He then casually pointed to the kitchen, meaning that he couldn't do anything about it, and if you want to eat, go find it yourself.

  Jiang Haiyang is very good at eating but can't cook!

  It just so happened that his wife Liu Si Shui was not at home, so he expressed helplessness and let Fu Xin think of eating by himself.

  "Since we have to do it ourselves, let's just forget about it!" Fuxin thought for a moment.

  Then, Fu Xin casually put things aside and didn't want to care too much. Then, he relaxed and fell onto the sofa in Jiang Haiyang's home, he was too tired and needed a rest.

  ……

  When Fu Xin woke up again, Liu Siwater had already cooked the meal. The goods that Fu Xin had brought back were gone. Needless to say, Jiang Cheng and others had moved them to the store. Indeed, only Jiang Cheng's voice was heard saying: "I've taken the things to the store." Fu Xin was awakened in a daze, and upon hearing this sentence, he did not raise any objections.

  "How's that? Had a good sleep?" Jiang Cheng joked, since he was the one who woke him up, so it was definitely someone who hadn't slept enough, or else they would have woken up naturally earlier.

  "Uh-huh!" Fen Xin was still a bit sleepy and replied vaguely with just one word.

  "Fu Xin, come and have dinner first, it's not too late to sleep after eating." At this time, Liu Siwater walked out of the kitchen with a plate of dishes and said warmly to Fu Xin.

  Fu Xin listened and didn't stand on ceremony, immediately sitting down at Jiang Haiyang's home's eight immortals table, digging into the rice and eating with gusto, also not paying attention to manners.

  Fu Xin didn't care much about these things. In Jiang Haiyang's home, from childhood to adulthood, would he eat less of their food?

  "Jiang Shu, I've been thinking, are we rushing to the Guangzhou Fair too hastily?" Fu Xin asked Jiang Haiyang, who was sitting at the head of the table, while eating his meal.

  Fu Xin was still a bit curious, how could Jiang Haiyang understand so much, it's simply unbelievable! So he took advantage of this opportunity to probe.

  In fact, Pei Xing didn't oppose the factory's rush to participate in the Canton Fair at all.

  Jiang Haiyang immediately swallowed the food and said vaguely: "Don't rush, the plan was already there before your dad did technical research, it was done by your dad, and we also improved a lot afterwards. So we always thought that this year's Spring Canton Fair was well prepared and could be attended! And no one objected."

  The opportunity to earn foreign exchange and gain merit, who doesn't want it? So this time, in the management team, no one spoke out against participating in this exhibition.

  Written in a state of extreme sleepiness, I'm not sure if there are any logical errors.

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