Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 1024 1024. Chinese Week (10)

"Okay, then I will go through the projects and ideas in the order of today's projects to avoid omissions. Everyone can listen while eating, and feel free to interrupt me if you have different opinions. First of all, I think the lion dance was very successful, and there is nothing to add. I have also found a photographer and a videographer, and collected enough materials for the video and album of China Week. If I must make a suggestion, I think we can set up an independent post in the student forum for each day's activities of China Week, which will not only make it convenient to collect photos from classmates as materials for later editing, but also make it convenient for everyone to pay attention every day."

When Dong Qiangqiang was speaking, everyone was listening attentively, except Zhao Ke, who was eating duck pancakes with big mouthfuls, his lips were shiny with duck fat, and he seemed to have not heard what Dong Qiangqiang was saying at all. Ji Fengping kicked him under the table in annoyance, reminding him not to just focus on eating, but Zhao Ke completely ignored his little movements and ate even more attentively.

"I think there were many problems exposed in this speech. Afterwards, I reflected on several points: First, if there are similar activities in the future that require the media, we must inform the media in advance to understand what questions they are going to ask and prepare for them in advance. If the other party is friendly, they will generally provide it, and if they are unfriendly, they will naturally refuse. We must be vigilant about the latter and not invite them if we can. We must also be prepared in advance for the other party to come uninvited and then deliberately make things difficult during the interview. It is best to have two or three speakers to avoid having only one person speak from beginning to end, which is too stressful and easy to say the wrong thing, affecting the effect, and is also physically demanding, especially when there are classes during the day. It is best for us to also compile a record of the questions raised by the media afterwards, because we don’t know when we may need it again."

"I have the one you're talking about. I'll find it for you." Fang Shuang held the half-finished duck pancake in his mouth and quickly wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth and hands with a tissue. He rummaged through his bag and took out a few sheets of paper and handed them to Dong Qiangqiang. "Most of the questions raised at the meeting are on these, and I've tried my best to remember the answers to each question."

After handing over the record, Fang Shuang stopped rolling a new duck pancake and began to concentrate on recording Dong Qiangqiang's suggestions.

"Secondly, it is best to arrange for someone to help maintain order in the venue during the speech, and prepare a few more microphones so that if one is broken, it is convenient to replace it in time. In addition, enough paper towels and water should be prepared on the stage in advance. This time I stood on it and realized that it was a large oven. Of course, what I said does not mean that today's speech has only problems or is a complete failure. On the contrary, I think all the activities today are not only successful, but also have many highlights. Although I have never dealt with you before, I feel very good about everyone's cooperation this time. Ji Fengping and Zhao Ke took the initiative to push the display board into the classroom, and Zhao Ke ran to the copy shop outside the university to buy it back in time. Fang Shuang and Gu Xin completed the logistics support work efficiently and quickly. The details mentioned in the last meeting, such as the donation box and the suggestion box, were seen by everyone on the scene today. Now both boxes are kept by Fang Shuang, which is very good. Ji Fengping not only has to monitor the exhibition area, but also is responsible for showing movies. As the commander-in-chief of China Week, Zheng Chunhua has fully played the role of a super screw. She is almost everywhere where people are needed. Just like the awning problem she just solved, she did it without anyone knowing. All of these are valuable experiences and spiritual wealth of our event. I suggest Fang Shuang write them down. "

"No problem, I'll remember everything." Fang Shuang replied without even looking up, "Continue."

“I don’t know as much as you do about the display board area, the various booths and the sponsors, so I won’t comment on them. I’ll let the person in charge of the project share his or her views.”

"Ji Fengping." Zheng Chunhua continued to point out, "Do you have any questions or suggestions about the movie?"

"The movie will play normally, start peacefully, and end peacefully. There will be no problem. It would be even better if the boss allowed me to set up a stall outside the classroom to sell some snacks or something," Ji Fengping smiled shyly, "Then it would be exactly the same as a real movie theater."

"I think you can talk to Wanfu boss about this. Such a good location really can't be wasted." Dong Qiangqiang joked, "Also, Wanfu has a temporary license to sell food in the teaching building, and you can't just set up your stall without one."

"Okay, then... I'll talk to the boss about this tomorrow." Ji Fengping said, and then thought of something else, "If I need to buy Wanfu's stuff before selling it, should I purchase it first or can I buy it on credit?"

"Everyone, remember, all external purchases related to China Week must be accounted for by the Preparatory Group, and receipts must be kept." Zheng Chunhua reminded, "The Preparatory Group will never buy on credit."

Everyone said they had taken note of it.

"Does anyone know if Wanfu has any problems or suggestions?" Zheng Chunhua asked everyone. "In my opinion, the problem with Wanfu is that it is too popular. I saw the boss of Wanfu several times today. His mouth was grinning from ear to ear. He must have made a lot of money." Zhao Ke's eyes were full of envy.

"Why? Are you jealous?" Ji Fengping said, "It's their ability to make money."

"Don't be jealous," Zheng Chunhua comforted her, "The boss said that half of today's income will be donated to charity."

"I hope he won't break his promise." Zhao Ke glanced at Dong Qiangqiang intentionally or unintentionally while speaking. The other party's hesitant look instantly reminded him that Lei Lanting still had 500 euros to donate.

"What about the sponsor?" Zheng Chunhua continued to ask, "Does anyone know?"

"I think the sponsor's space is a little small and in a remote location, so it's not very noticeable. We should give the sponsor more publicity and introduction." Gu Xin thought to himself: Since Dong Qiangqiang is embarrassed to mention it himself, then I'll do it.

What Dong Qiangqiang was thinking was: It’s fine to advertise Buchan and Wanfu, but Lebai must not advertise too much, as it is already conspicuous enough.

Zhao Ke, who had been eating non-stop, finally finished. He rolled up the napkin he had used to wipe his greasy hands and threw it into the lid of the lunch box. He burped and said, "I saw quite a few people writing on the guestbook in the display area today. There must be more than just praise. Foreigners have the habit of finding faults in everything since they were young, so there must be a lot of opinions and suggestions."

"Who has the guestbook? Take it out and read it so everyone can listen." Zheng Chunhua asked.

"It's here with me." Fang Shuang answered while lowering his head to rummage through his bag.

At this time, Dong Qiangqiang heard his cell phone ringing. He took it out and saw that it was Lei Lanting. He pressed the call without thinking. Less than 10 seconds later, Lei Lanting called again. Worried that something might have gone wrong with He Yangjin, Dong Qiangqiang still answered the phone.

"Hey, Mr. Dong," Lei Lanting said in his usual loud voice, "I have bad news. I was rejected by your landlord."

Upon hearing this, Dong Qiangqiang's heart, which had been hanging in the balance for most of the afternoon, suddenly settled down.

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