I can see the commodity price curve

“For him, the most important thing is to run the Paris Olympics well.

This is related to his official career, and everything else must give way to this.

Although we are kind to him, there is no way to compare with this. "

Du Zhijian nodded: "That makes sense."

Zhang Yue waved his hand: "Okay, don't say this in advance.

Anyway, I had no intention of directly obtaining the decoration rights and food supply for the main venue of the Paris Olympic Games.

No matter how much Mendeleev had his own little plans, having him around would be much better than a complete stranger.

The top priority now is to solve the problem of your Tianxiang can. "

Shi Manman couldn't help but ask Du Zhijian: "What's going on with your cannery?"

After spending the past few days with each other, the two gradually became familiar with each other, and she couldn't help but ask.

Du Zhijian spread his hands and smiled bitterly: "I am more confused than you about this matter. I can only guarantee that there is absolutely no problem with my Tianxiang can."

"No way? If there is no problem, why would the other party seize your things?"

"How would I know?"

Zhang Yue said: "Okay, we will find out tomorrow after taking a look at it."

Although Mendeleev had his own little ideas, his promise was still reliable.

On the afternoon of the next day, under the leadership of each other, Zhang and Yue met the person in charge of French customs food inspection.

"Hello, this is Silva, he is responsible for can inspection."

To Zhang Yue's expectation, Silva was a black man with shrewdness hidden in his eyes.

Zhang Yue said hurriedly: "Hello Mr. Silva, I am the sales manager of Tianxiang Canned Food Co., Ltd.

We have come a long way and don’t know what to bring, so please be sure to take this small gift with you. "

Unexpectedly, after hearing Zhang Yue's words, Silva's face darkened: "What are you doing?

I have been in charge of Paris customs for so many years, and I have always been honest and honest, never accepting any gifts. "

Zhang Yue smiled: "Of course I know you are clean and honest, I heard you are Indian?

We are neighbors, and you have heard about some of the habits of our people.

For example, when you meet a friend for the first time, you should never go empty-handed.

As for the honesty and integrity you mentioned, of course I know this, so the things I sent were just some local products.

And we do it ourselves, at no cost. "

Silva was stunned and opened the box in Zhang Yue's hand.

I saw a fist-sized Chinese Festival inside the box, which was beautiful and festive.

“You see, only a three-meter-long rope was used to make this Chinese festival, and the total value is less than one euro.

If this is considered bribery, it would be really unfair. "

Silva held the Chinese festival in her hand and examined it for a long time, and found that it seemed to be a Chinese festival.

He then nodded: "In that case, I will accept it."

Zhang Yue smiled and said: "Thank you!"

Silva: "I know you are here for the canned Tianxiang.

If it's anything else, for Mendeleev's sake, I will make it easier for you no matter what.

But this matter is more difficult, and the fact that there is something wrong with your cans was discovered by the customs.

It involves so many things that it's really difficult for me to handle it alone. "

Du Zhijian said solemnly: "Mr. Silva, I really didn't ask about my Tianxiang can..."

As a result, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Yue: "I know I have made it difficult for you, and I would like to apologize to you.

In this way, it was my first time in Paris and I knew nothing about it.

Do you know what's fun here? Let's go over there. "

Silva shook her head: "You are asking the wrong person.

Although I have stayed in Paris for a relatively long time, I grew up in India. Apart from work, most of my social circle consists of fellow Indians.

You can ask Mendeleev, he is more familiar with this place. "

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yue shook his head and said: "You misunderstood.

Yesterday, Mendeleev took me around and ate the most famous Western food here.

But to say something offensive..."

He glanced at Mendeleev: "Although Western food is delicious, my stomach can't enjoy it.

Especially their French giant snails, I still have diarrhea after eating them.

This morning I passed by a snack bar that said Indian Curry Rice.

I bought one and tasted it, and I felt much better instantly.

So do you know where there is a higher-end, Indian-style restaurant nearby?

Can you introduce it to me? "

Silva looked at Zhang Yue: "Do you really want to go to an Indian restaurant to eat?

It's normal that French and Western food doesn't suit your taste, but there are more Chinese restaurants here. I can take you to a Chinese restaurant. "

Zhang Yue shook his head: "I know the places for Chinese restaurants in France, but I have eaten Chinese food all over the country. How unthinkable is it to eat Chinese food here?

Instead of doing this, it is better to try the Indian flavor and experience the Indian customs. "

Silva looked at Zhang Yue. Of course he knew that Zhang Yue had his own purpose in saying this.

It's just that he has worked in his current position for so many years and has met countless people of all kinds.

It was the first time that Zhang Yue asked me to take him to eat Indian food.

Mendeleev smiled and said: "Silva, Boss Zhang just wants to have a meal, this shouldn't be too difficult for you, right?

And I also want to taste what Indian food tastes like. In this way, you can find a place and I will treat you.

Yesterday, Boss Zhang suffered from diarrhea after eating, so he had to make up for it no matter what he said today. "

After saying that, he grabbed Silva and left. Before Silva could react, she was pulled out by Mendeleev.

In the car, Du Zhijian asked Zhang Yue in a low voice: "Brother Zhang, let's just talk about things directly. What are we doing for dinner?

I'm not saying that I don't want to invite the other party to dinner, but the problem is that it's not meal time!

And as far as I know, although there are Indian restaurants here, they are not available at all.

If we want to eat, we can find a higher-end place to show our sincerity. "

The two parties drove two cars, Shiman Mansilva and Mendeleev took one, and Zhang Yue and Du Zhijian took one.

Therefore, other people cannot hear the conversation between the two.

Zhang Yue glanced at Du Zhijian: "Brother Du, your level is not good!"

Du Zhijian was stunned: "No, where can't it be done?"

“Of course it’s a gift-giving level.”

Du Zhijian's eyes widened: "Xiao Zhang, that's what you said.

If you think I'm not good compared to my brains and knowledge, I fully admit it.

But when it comes to giving gifts, I have never been afraid of anyone until now. "

After speaking, he took out a handbag: "Do you know what this is?"

Zhang Yue shook his head: "I don't know."

"Of course it's Tianxiang canned food. As the owner of Tianxiang cannery, of course I have to give Tianxiang canned food as a gift.

But my Tianxiang canned food is different from ordinary Tianxiang canned food. "

After speaking, he took out the bottle inside: "Can you see any difference?"

Zhang Yue thought for a while: "The sugar here is filled with sugar instead of saccharin. Is it healthier to eat it?"

Du Zhijian's face turned dark instantly: "Can you please tell me something good?

What do you mean this is filled with sugar instead of saccharin?

Let me tell you, there is no saccharin in my Tianxiang cans from beginning to end. "

After speaking, he pointed to the cap of the can: "This can is an ordinary Tianxiang can, but the metal box it is packaged in is made of gold.

One of my boxes weighs about three hundred grams. Now one gram of gold is five hundred, so three hundred grams is one hundred and fifty thousand.

There are six boxes of cans in my box, with a total value of 900,000.

You actually said that I don't know how to give gifts, which is just a joke. "

Zhang Yue gave the opponent a thumbs up: "The price is 900,000, the stakes are high!

But do you think the other party will accept it? "

"Why not accept it?

Do you really think I don’t know who these Indian guys are?

They look serious on the surface, but secretly they are greedy than the other. There was nothing wrong with my Tianxiang cans, but they forcibly seized them just to get more money.

The profit from my shipment was only one million yuan. Now that I have given all the money to them, I am losing money and making a profit. "

The more he spoke, the angrier he became. If this wasn't a foreign country, with Du Zhijian's temper, he would have beaten Silva long ago.

Zhang Yue smiled: "I don't know if the other party will accept the gift you gave me.

Even if the other party accepts it, the can of Tianxiang will be returned to you.

Next time you ship goods here, if you don’t have 900,000 as a base, believe it or not, the other party will definitely deduct your goods? "

Du Zhijian was stunned: "This..."

Although he doesn't want to admit it, what Zhang Yue said is definitely a high probability event.

"Then what should we do? Is it possible to give away two boxes less?

I do foreign trade to make money, but I can't make money at a loss. "

Zhang Yue smiled and said: "Now I will give you two choices.

The first one is to give the other party 500,000 yuan, and successfully enter the French market for your canned Tianxiang.

But in the future, for every shipment you take, you will have to pay the other party 500,000 yuan.

Second, give the other party five million, but it can ensure that your future goods will be smooth. "

"Needless to say, I will definitely choose the second option.

Although the second type seems to be more, as a one-time transaction, I am willing to pay not to mention 5 million, but 10 million. "

Zhang Yue said with a smile: "In that case, just listen to my arrangements."

"Isn't it?" Du Zhijian wanted to ask Zhang Yue for specific details, but Zhang Yue refused to say any more.

Twenty minutes later, the group stopped in front of a restaurant.

This restaurant has Indian writing on it. Zhang Yue only understands English and doesn’t understand what it means.

But that's not the point. He looked inside the hotel and found that, as Du Zhijian said, the standard of this restaurant was not high.

The only bright spot is that there is an Indian at the gate with his hands flying, making the famous Indian flying pancake.

There were many people watching with curiosity, but they were just watching, and very few people went in to consume.

Silva was very familiar with this place. After greeting the boss, he turned to Zhang Yue and said:

"I come to this restaurant often. Although the standard is not the highest in Paris, the taste is the most authentic."

Zhang Yue smiled and said: "Really, you have to try it!"

The group of people came to the private room on the second floor and exchanged greetings for a while. Zhang Yue suddenly asked Silva: "Your home should be nearby, right?"

Silva was stunned: "How do you know?"

"Of course it's a guess.

It's quite a distance from your office. If you just want to eat, there's no need to travel so far.

Then there is only one possibility, you live nearby. "

Silva was a little embarrassed: "I didn't expect you to see it. Yes, my home is just across the road."

Zhang Yue smiled and said: "I guessed it right."

After saying that, he looked at the time: "Your child should be out of school, right? Is your sister-in-law at home too?"

Call them all over and eat together! "

Silva shook her head: "No, we are talking about business, it is not good to call the family over."

Zhang Yue looked at him: "Why is it bad?

And I'm not your colleague, so it has nothing to do with official business.

Especially today’s treat is Mendeleev, so we are having a standard dinner with friends. "

Mendeleev laughed: "Boss Zhang is right, we are just friends having dinner together.

Quickly call your sister-in-law and children over and let's eat together.

I know that you are an honest official and your wife and children have suffered a lot from following you.

Today can be regarded as improving my life. "

Silva hesitated at first, but finally nodded.

Soon his wife and children were called over.

Silva's wife was in her forties. Her head was covered with a floral cloth, and her face was also covered so that her face could not be seen clearly.

He has four children, the oldest is fifteen or sixteen years old, and the youngest is only four or five years old.

The little guy hid behind his mother, staring at Zhang Yue and his group with big bright eyes from time to time.

Shi Manman immediately walked to the other party's wife, smiled and said a few words to her.

I don’t know what topic Shi Manman talked about, but the other party’s wife soon started talking and laughing with Shi Manman.

At this time, the shop owner started to serve the dishes, and the dishes were very rich.

Silva's three children focused their eyes on these dishes, swallowing secretly as they watched.

Zhang Yue asked the three of them to sit on the stools, and took the initiative to pick up the chopsticks: "What are you doing in a daze? Eat!"

You're not an outsider, so don't be polite. "

After saying that, he picked up a piece of something he didn't know what it was and stuffed it into his mouth. It tasted particularly sweet.

Originally, Silva was a little reserved, but seeing Zhang Yue like this, she was no longer polite.

He said a few words in Hindi to the three children. After hearing their father's instructions, the three children started eating directly, and soon their mouths were full of oil.

Soon both parties were 70% full, and with Zhang Yue chatting and laughing while eating, the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Seeing Zhang Yue being so casual, and seeing that the guest was Mendeleev, Silva slowly let down her guard.

Suddenly, Zhang Yue pointed at the other party's youngest child and said, "Is he going to elementary school soon?"

Silva nodded: "I will report to the elementary school in three months."

"Has the school arrangements been made?

I heard that the quality of the second primary school in Paris here is pretty good, and it’s not far from yours. "

As soon as these words came out, Silva's three children were fine, but his wife's expression changed.

Glancing at Silva, his wife said, "I'm going to send my child to the high school attached to Peru."

Zhang Yue was stunned: "Peru High School? You can't go to this school!"

"Can't go? Why?"

“What else could be the reason? Of course the quality of schooling is not good.

The high school attached to Peru is far from being able to compete with the Second Primary School in Paris in terms of teaching staff and management methods.

Especially the infrastructure. In addition to general knowledge, the second primary school in Paris also provides piano lessons, painting classes, dance classes, etc.

Especially in terms of quality education for students, it is definitely the best in France.

It can be said that as long as a student graduates from the Second Primary School in Paris, there is a 50% probability of being admitted to the University of Paris.

It's like once you enter this school, you will step into the door of the University of Paris with half your foot.

But it's different at the High School Affiliated to Peru. As far as I know, less than 5% of the students from this school can get into the University of Paris.

It is extremely irresponsible for you to let your children go to school. "

Silva's wife's face turned dark instantly. She looked at her husband and said, "I just said it's not possible for the Peruvian High School. You have to say it's OK."

Silva was a little embarrassed: "I also want my children to go to Paris No. 2 Elementary School, but the problem is that those who can study in Paris No. 2 Elementary School are either rich or expensive.

Although I also work here, due to industry issues, there is no place to study. "

“There is no quota, no quota, you know every day that there is no quota.

Agon has the same job as you, so why can his son go to a second primary school in Paris? "

Silva was a little embarrassed: "Can Agon and I compare? The two of us..."

However, before he could finish speaking, Zhang Yue took out a piece of paper and said, "Okay, stop talking.

Poor parents in the world, who doesn’t want their children to go to a better school?

I happen to have an admission notice from Paris Primary School No. 2. When the registration time comes, you can go directly there with your children to register. "(End of chapter)