"Are you the newly appointed business department manager of the meat and meat factory?" Secretary Xiao Wang looked at the middle-aged man named "Song Haiming" with amused feeling, and flicked the business card handed to him with contempt.

"Yes, yes, I am the business department manager. I am not very familiar with this position. I don't know anything for the first time doing it." Song Haiming said it was very honest.

Secretary Xiao Wang found it even more funny, "Your meat-in-arm factory is really good. Why did you take the position of business manager? It's not difficult to do this position. I saw that you were a newbie."

Song Haiming: "..." said hurriedly, "There are no shortcomings, please forgive me."

"Haha, first of all, let me tell you, since you are in business, you can get a few more boxes of good cigarettes - what does it mean to let me smoke these scattered flowers? I don't care. I will teach you one, and you should at least make a big brand of cigarettes like "Furong" and "China". No matter how bad you are, you should get a box of "Qianheroes" - this is called local characteristics, do you understand?"

"I've been taught! I've been taught! This is the first time I've done this kind of thing and I don't know anything." Song Hai was obviously very sincere.

"Also, look at how you wear this clothes. Since you wear a tie, you have to wear a suit. By the way, with your bicycle, are you really short of money in the factory? You can also get you a second-hand motorcycle, so that it will look a little more grand." Secretary Xiao Wang is usually called by Zhao Tiezhu. It is rare to point fingers at others like this and teach people how to do things. He feels a sense of vanity and satisfaction in his heart.

Song Haiming nodded and said, "You are right - but when I was promoted, Director Chen and others didn't say that. They just said that as long as I come forward, show my face, and eat and drink with others, it's enough."

"Tsk, who do you think you are? Just eat and drink, and the US president is not as good as this kind of bad!" Secretary Xiao Wang said contemptuously.

Song Haiming lowered his head in shame and said, "Yes, yes, I think so too, so this time I volunteered to come to Director Zhao to discuss business - we can't just eat but not work!"

When Song Haiming remembered that he was so idle these days, he did nothing and got a high salary, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore - let's do it. Our factory manager is receiving VIPs, but it's from Russia. As for you, go to the leisure hall inside and wait. When our factory manager finishes his work, I'll call you to see him."

"So, can you ask-"

"Oh, I am Director Zhao's secretary." Xiao Wang said with a clever look.

Sure enough, when she heard that it was Director Zhao's secretary, Song Haiming immediately held Xiao Wang's hand excitedly: "That's great! Please, you must convey it - I'll wait inside." After that, he went to the hotel obediently and stayed there.

Secretary Xiao Wang: "..." Seeing that Song Haiming had nothing to put in, he shook his head and said, "This stupid guy, there is no benefit, who will help you! He is also doing business, I'll see you drink the northwest wind!"

...

International Hotel, VIP Private Room—

Mr. Popov, the secretary of Chekov, who came from Russia from all over the world, was checking the tobacco, alcohol and dishes used at tonight, accompanied by Zhao Tiezhu, the director of the No. 1 Food Processing Factory in Nandu.

Popov picked up a box of the "Heroes" that locals like to smoke the most and asked: "What kind of cigarette is this?"

The translation of the Chinese-partitioned translation is for Zhao Tiezhu.

Zhao Tiezhu hurriedly said, "This is a local special cigarette, called the "Qianheroes Club". The story on the cigarette box is the story in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms". The heroes Club, Zhuge Liang's words and confrontation with scholars."

Popov shook his head and said, "Our dear President Chekov doesn't like smoking such so-called 'local cigarettes'. He likes to smoke cigars the most - do you understand, that thick, and sturdy cigar."

The translator hurriedly translated this passage to Zhao Tiezhu.

Zhao Tiezhu made a quick decision and told the people around him, "Go quickly and get me a few boxes of cigars."

The man asked, "What brand do you want?"

"Any brand of it is OK - as long as it is a cigar!"

The man scratched his head and didn't know where to get these cigarettes - Nandu sells foreign cigarettes, especially cigars, too few rare things.

At this time, the big nose Popov stared at the wine on the dining table again, picked it up and looked at it, and asked the translator beside him, "What is this?"

The translator hurriedly said: "This is their local specialty liquor, called 'Wolong Jade Liquid'."

Popov shook his head: "No, no, no, it's another damn local feature! Our dear President Chekov, I don't like this unknown liquor. He likes to drink vodka, and you also like the high-end liquors with very famous Chinese... What's the name?" He looked at the Chinese translation.

Zhongbian said hurriedly: "Moutai, Wuliangye."

Then he turned his head and said to Zhao Tiezhu: "I don't need to translate this sentence. You are very trash in local characteristics! Russian VIPs want to drink Maotai and Wuliangye!"

When Zhao Tiezhu heard this, he instructed the female subordinate around him, "Go, go and buy a few boxes of Maotai and Wuliangye - the money is not a problem, and I will return to the factory to reimburse it later!"

It is now 1994. Although there have been many years of reform and opening up, Nandu City is a fourth-tier city. Many times, Moutai and Wuliangye are also sold at quota. Even four-star hotels like International Hotels may not necessarily be available - it can be said that they can't be bought with money.

This was also a difficult situation for the female subordinate. After listening to the order, she grabbed her scalp and thought about where to get wine.

After checking the private room tobacco and alcohol, the Popov began to wander around the room again, and finally pointed to the TV and said, "You can't understand these programs. You should play some Soviet songs, such as "Katyusha" and "Three Sets of Cars".

After the middle part, I hurriedly translated it to Zhao Tiezhu.

Zhao Tiezhu breathed a sigh of relief and put his heart on his face: "This is easy to deal with - that so-and-so, you can make some older Soviet video tapes, such as Soviet songs - if you remember well, there will be one in our factory, and someone will sing it last year's New Year's Day party!"

When people around him saw this job easy, they hurriedly shouted and went to find the video to take it.

At this time, Popov nodded and said that he was generally satisfied with the situation in the private room and would go to the bathroom to take a look.

When the translator translated this to Zhao Tiezhu, Zhao Tiezhu couldn't help but be stunned: "What did he do when he ran to the thatched cottage? What's the best place to look like!"

But at this time Popov had already taken people to see the bathroom.

Zhao Tiezhu hurriedly greeted everyone and followed.

The leadership of those food factories was talking about it one by one.

"What do you think of this toilet?"

“These foreigners have unique hobbies.”

"Maybe it's nitpicking, I want to give us a warning!"

"A hotel with such a big size, there must be no problem with the toilet!"

"Let's go and see what they're doing!"
Chapter completed!