Counterattack 1988

Chapter 842 The girl in the morning light [seeking monthly ticket]

Victor and the others arrived in Shanghai last night.

Wang Lin and the others had notified all the participating foreign businessmen in advance, telling them to check into the Huating Hotel directly after arriving in Shanghai.

Aixiu Group arranged special personnel to arrange and connect at Huating Hotel.

After Victor moved in, he wanted to call Wang Lin at night because they flew over with jet lag and couldn't sleep at night, but it was too late, Wang Lin was already asleep, so he waited until this morning to call Wang Lin. Forest.

After Wang Lin received Victor's call, he immediately agreed to visit them.

After breakfast, Wang Lin drove to Huating Hotel.

Today is Chinese New Year, Wang Lin originally wanted to give Uncle Zhong a day off, but Uncle Zhong said that he was alone and had no place to go, so he might as well work!Wang Lin said, then you can rest for half a day, and go to see your son, so Uncle Zhong agreed to take half a day off.

Wang Lin drove to Huating Hotel.

How busy it is here!

Sixty clothing brands from home and abroad came to participate in the exhibition, and each company must send a team. Even if each team has only five people, there are still three hundred people.

In China, there are not many people who can come out to stay in hotels on the New Year's Day. Of course, it is not ruled out that some young people are independent and go out to travel during the New Year's holiday.

The entrance and lobby of Huating Hotel are decorated with a sense of the year. Red lanterns are hung, red couplets are pasted up, potted money orange trees are placed, and the potted plants are full of red envelopes.

Wang Lin rushed to the hotel and was about to go upstairs to find Victor. When he entered the lobby, he saw Uncle Zhong.

Uncle Zhong was holding a newspaper in his hand, sitting on the sofa in the lobby, looking in one direction alone.

In that direction, there is naturally his son.

Wang Lin sighed softly, thinking to pity the parents of the world, between himself and Wang Fei and Zhou Xiaomi, don't make trouble like this.

Uncle Zhong saw Wang Lin in a blink of an eye, and hurried over: "Mr. Wang."

Wang Lindao: "Is this how you rest?"

Uncle Zhong scratched his head and smiled: "It's nothing fun. Tell me to accompany my son! My son works overtime here, so I will come here to accompany him."

Wang Lin smiled and said, "Have you had breakfast yet?"

"I've eaten, I ate at the hotel."

"Okay. Go on and watch your son! I'm going upstairs to meet a guest."

Wang Lin patted Uncle Zhong's arm, then turned around and went upstairs.

He found the room where Victor lived and knocked on the door.

After a while, the door creaked open.

Wang Lin's eyes lit up, as if he saw a princess!
The blond girl in front of me is about 18 years old.The clean and fair face is as smooth as fat, and the face without a smile is inlaid with eyes like the starry sky in the night. The eyes are as quiet as pearls, the bridge of the nose is delicate, and the lips are red like cherry blossoms, like a carefully carved porcelain doll. Fascinatingly beautiful, yet indifferent as if lifeless.

She is so beautiful, beautiful like a lyric poem.The whole body is full of girlish innocence and youthful demeanor.

Wang Lin was taken aback, feeling that this girl seemed to have known him before.

Victor's voice came from inside: "Is it Wang Lin?"

Wang Lin replied with a smile, "Mr. Victor, it's me."

The girl stepped aside and asked Wang Lin to come in.She was tall and thin, with flaxen hair that was thinner and softer than silk, and it shone like gold in the light that fell from the hotel room.Her fair hair had a lively, vivid, golden tint, and was the most beautiful and dazzling part of her being.

Two eyebrows gave her eyes a peculiar beauty--two hazel, loose, almost straight lines, and rarely symmetrical, one higher than the other, so that the A small furrow appeared above the eyebrows, and there seemed to be a message in it, a hidden thought.

Wang Lin was attracted by this glamorous western girl, looked at her and smiled.

Victor came over, hugged Wang Lin in a bear hug, laughed and said, "Oh, my friend! We meet again!"

Wang Lin smiled and said, "Mr. Victor, welcome to Shanghai. I'm very glad that you can come to our Aixiu Fashion Week."

"It's my honor! It's also an honor for our family. Come, let me introduce you to my wife and daughter." Victor took the shoulders of a blonde woman beside him, "This is my French wife, you You can call her Debbie."

"Hello." Debbie stretched out her hand and shook hands with Wang Lin. She looked like a model, slender and slender. Standing beside Victor, she was not half as wide as him.

Victor embraced the beautiful Western girl again: "Look, this is the most beautiful daughter Nataja I mentioned to you."

"This is your daughter?" Wang Lin laughed. "I can't believe it. You can give birth to such a beautiful princess. I thought she was a French princess you abducted from somewhere!"

"She looks like her mother, who used to be a model." Victor patted his daughter on the shoulder, "He is Wang Lin, and he is my best friend in Huaxia. Come, say hello to Wang Lin."

Nataja's deep eyes looked at Wang Lin full of curiosity. Her expression was always so cold. I don't know if it was born like this, or was it just for Wang Lin?

She nodded: "Hello."

She speaks French.

But Wang Lin still understood, and replied in the little French he knew: "Hello, Nataja. I think we met somewhere? I know you very well."

Nataja shook her head: "Impossible, this is my first time in China."

Victor said: "It's really the first time for Nataja to come to the East. She has only traveled to Moscow, New York, London, Rome and other cities before. Wang Lin, how could you have met my daughter?"

Wang Lin suddenly remembered, and said with a smile: "I have an oil painting, on which there is a western girl, very similar to Nataja."

"A painting?" Victor asked. "Where did you get your painting?"

"I participated in an auction in Tokyo, and a friend of mine bought it and gave it to me. The oil painting is now in my home. I heard it was painted by a French painter who is very famous in France, but I forgot his name."

"What's the name of the oil painting you're talking about?" Victor asked.

"The girl in the morning light." Wang Lin remembered it immediately, because he was so impressed by this painting.

"Oh, I see! There is indeed such a painting." Victor patted himself on the forehead and said, "This is a painting that a friend of mine drew for my daughter. He bought one, and he has one himself. Did he put his own one up for auction? Or was it bought by you?"

"Not bad." Wang Lin said, "That painting cost 600 million RMB, equivalent to 120 million US dollars."

Things are so amazing!

Wang Lin accidentally took a fancy to a painting, and then Sachiko took it and gave it to him as a birthday present, and the girl in that painting turned out to be the precious daughter of his old friend Victor.

Nataja spoke to her father.

Wang Lin didn't understand a single word.

It turned out they were speaking Russian.

And Wang Lin doesn't understand Russian, which is really a sad thing.

Victor chatted with his daughter for a few words, and then said to Wang Lin: "Natajia wants me to buy your painting. Wang Lin, what do you think about this?"

Wang Lin was slightly surprised, and pondered: "Mr. Victor, if I bought that painting myself, then I would transfer it to you without hesitation, and I don't even need to take your money. However, this painting It was a birthday present from a good friend of mine in Toyo. So, you know, I can't easily transfer it. Maybe you can ask me for another gift?"

Nataja suddenly said in blunt Chinese: "That is my painting! Please return it to me."

Wang Lin would not tease a foreign girl, and said calmly: "Miss Nataja, I'm sorry, that was a birthday present from my friend, and I can't return it to you. It's not your painting, it's mine .It’s just that the person in the painting is you. Since you agreed with the artist to take you as the creation target, then you should have thought that he would sell the painting.”

Nataja bit her rosy lips, unable to speak.

Victor said: "Nataja, you can't be rude. We still have a painting at home."

Nataja turned around and ignored Wang Lin and the others.

This is a suite with two bedrooms and one living room. There is a rectangular fabric sofa near the window in the living room.

Victor asked Wang Lin to sit down and chat.

They are grown-ups, and they don't care about the little girl Nataja's temper.

Aixiu Group arranged inspection activities today, Wang Lin sat here for a while, and then invited Victor to visit Aixiu Group together.

Of course Victor is willing to call on his wife and daughter.

Nataja is a quiet girl, her expression, like her eyes, is as quiet as a pool of blue lake reflecting the sky.

It was the first time Wang Lin saw such a beautiful western girl, and couldn't help admiring her a few more times.

Whenever he looked at him, Natalya stared at him with her eyes.

Wang Lin smiled at her.

A group of people came downstairs.

Many businessmen from home and abroad have already gathered in the lobby.

Deng Dabao was in charge of the reception, and he arranged several 45-seat buses to pull people.

At this moment, he is taking a few of his men, counting the number of people, and then boarding the car in batches.

Foreign businessmen are very orderly and lined up to go outside.

"President Wang!" Deng Dabao smiled when he saw Wang Lin, "These foreigners are very sensible and easy to manage."

Wang Lindao: "This shows that people are polite!"

Deng Dabao looked at Victor and said, "Mr. Victor! Hello! Nice to meet you!"

Victor also knew Deng Dabao, and shook hands with him happily.

Wang Lin said to Victor, "Can you take my car there?"

Victor said: "Listen to your arrangement."

Wang Lin invited the three of them out and got into his car.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, the foreign businessmen came to the headquarters building of Aishu Group.

Accompanied by Wang Lin and others, foreign businessmen inspected the headquarters of Aishu Group.

In order to welcome the arrival of foreign businessmen, Aishiu Group has done a big cleaning, tidy up inside and out.

The headquarters is only so big, so it doesn't take much time. Wang Lin also arranged for foreign businessmen to visit several important factories.

Because the foreign businessmen who came this time are all representatives of brand clothing, and the orders they can get are mainly clothing.

Therefore, Wang Lin only took them to visit the Xiuzhilin clothing store and factory, as well as several high-end fabric factories.

The whole itinerary is pre-arranged.

In the Xiuzhilin flagship store on Nanjing Road, a general cleaning was also carried out, and the clothes were specially displayed. The waiters also knew some English and had special training.

These people who came were all in the clothing industry. When they saw the Xiuzhilin flagship store, they were all surprised, because in their impression, Huaxia was still very backward, especially in terms of clothing design and style.

But the Xiuzhilin flagship store subverted their stereotype.

Not only is the decoration stylish and luxurious here, but the clothing design is also unique, forming an overall fashion charm.

For a clothing brand, you can tell whether it is high-end or not by looking at the clothing displayed in the store.

Even if you are not in the clothing business, but just a regular shopper, seeing the decoration and display of different clothing stores, you can know whether the store is high-grade or not.

After the decoration and display designed by professional designers, its style is completely different, and it has a particularly comfortable aesthetic feeling.

The foreign businessmen wandered around Xiuzhilin Clothing Store with great interest.

When they saw the price above, they were surprised: why is it so expensive?
But they quickly realized that the suffixes of the clothing prices here are neither US dollars nor British pounds, but RMB.

"Why are the clothes so cheap here?" Victor asked Wang Lindao, "Are you selling them too cheaply? In France, five clothes of the same style cost as much as five, or even ten! What's the difference?" Is it? Cloth, workmanship, etc.!"

Wang Lin said: "Mr. Victor, the ex-factory price of our clothing is the same. Some people in France also sell clothing from our factory, and the price they sell is five to ten times higher than ours. You can take a look. Our garments, the fabrics and workmanship of those garments, are as world-class as our designs."

In order to attract these clothing merchants to place orders, Wang Lin and the others went through a careful layout, and all the clothing placed in prominent positions were the most fashionable and beautiful styles.

High quality and low price are exactly the impression Wang Lin wants to leave on foreign businessmen.

Only in this way can foreign businessmen dare to place orders.

Victor picked up a coat and looked at it carefully. He also grabbed the sleeve and pulled it to the sides, pulling very hard.

But no matter how hard he pulled it, the costume was not deformed, nor was it pulled apart.

"That's right, the needles and threads are very dense!" Victor actually knew this business very well. "Wang Lin, your clothing is very good. I didn't notice your clothing products before! This is my fault."

Wang Lin was surprised: "Mr. Victor, do you also trade clothes?"

Victor said: "Do it! In my supermarket, there is a large clothing store that sells all kinds of clothing. I have been looking for a high-quality, low-price manufacturer. You know, our European clothing is very Expensive, whether it is raw materials or labor, it is considered expensive in the world. So our clothing is not cheap at all."

It was a pleasant surprise.

Wang Lin laughed and said, "Mr. Victor, it was my negligence. I never knew that you also sell clothes."

Victor smiled humorously: "I have invited you a long time ago, please come to France or Moscow as my guest, but you just don't come. Can you blame me?"

Wang Lin asked expectantly: "Blame me! Mr. Victor, can you place an order in our factory? We can produce European and American style clothes!"

(End of this chapter)