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Farrell, with fair skin and fair hair, was welcomed onto the plane amidst the sound of gongs and drums by the enthusiastic Chinese workers' guard of honor. ╠ 中文 ╣If the airport does not allow a wide variety of celebration ceremonies, the Ministry of Industry might organize the workers to perform a lion dance to see them off, and sing a simple Chinese folk song by the way: We workers have foreign exchange, we workers have foreign exchange...

Farrell thinks the Chinese are too cunning, not honest at all, and not hospitable at all.Especially the young man who smiled like an Aries was simply his nightmare.

I thought that the Chinese were ignorant and wanted to take the opportunity to make a fortune, but they were cheated by the ignorant Chinese... 1) The $9 patent fee, if he hadn’t signed a $100 million production line contract, he would definitely not would agree.

Is it a common charging method for Asian people to charge twice for a business?

While thinking wildly, the plane took off slowly, and Farrell finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was finally leaving this land. He was so excited that he would never come again. He had to tell his colleagues: China is dangerous, and you need to be cautious when entering... …

After Farrell was sent off, various departments began to reward each other for their merits.

This is real foreign exchange, two million dollars, you can walk without looking at the road, and hire someone as a crutch.The indicators for imported refrigerators can be dozens at a time, color TVs and washing machines are nothing, and it is no problem to drive imported motorcycles.

At the celebration feast.

Everyone who participated in this project is full of air.Factory Director Jin of Dalian Heavy Industry was also very happy. After toasting the leader, he approached Su Cheng with a glass of wine, and said with a red smile, "Director Su, I would like to toast you. It is all because of you that we can show our big faces today. A few days ago, it was difficult for us to talk about this, but everyone knew that the golden-haired foreigner bought our production line because of your design. Dalian Heavy Industry was favored by you. Staff, here's a toast to you."

Factory Manager Jin raised his head and poured a glass of two liang wine into his stomach.

Seeing Su Cheng, his heart shuddered, and he said with a smile: "It's everyone's credit..."

"You are a great hero, a great hero!" Factory Manager Jin was a little dizzy for a moment, and blocked Su Cheng with his hand to prevent him from returning to the drink. There are quite a few, but those who really made money can be counted on one hand. Your brother, that’s great! I’ll toast you again.”

After talking, it was Moutai in two or two.

Su Cheng didn't dare to let him drink any more, so he quickly blocked it, and said with a smile: "Director Jin, our two factories, we just need to communicate more in the future..."

"You're right!" Factory Manager Jin nodded, and suddenly laughed loudly: "We've done too much for this business. In the past, foreign golden retrievers came to sell our expensive goods. This time it's good, I bought our 1) $9, this number is auspicious!"

"Auspicious!" Immediately, the audience cheered.

Factory Manager Jin picked up the third glass of wine and wanted to toast Su Cheng.

Naturally, Su Cheng couldn't let him drink any more, so he tried his best to stop him.

Good guy, I'm over 50 years old, and I can't see Moutai, so let's do my best.

After scrambling for a while, Director Jin slapped the table and shouted, "Su Cheng, you did the right thing."

Su Cheng was at a loss: "What happened to me?"

"I'll toast you three glasses of wine, that's definitely not enough." Director Jin recalled it for a while, and shouted loudly to the back: "Xiao Mao, come here."

Manager Mao's heart was flustered, his legs were bristling, and he slipped himself over.

Director Jin put down his glass and said, "Xiao Mao, I wanted to toast three glasses of wine to Director Su, but in the end I only toasted two, and Director Su didn't want to drink any more. What do you say?"

"I salute on your behalf!" Manager Mao was suddenly a little moved, the factory manager did it for my own good.Give me a chance to apologize.

He gritted his teeth, took two steps back, then lifted a bottle of Moutai with his left hand and a bottle of Wuliangye with his right hand, held his head high, and fell down without saying a word.

Sioux City felt sorry for seeing it. This is a 1987-degree Moutai in 53, which was "five-star iron cover".

After finishing the two bottles of wine, Comrade Xiao Mao was on the verge of collapse. He stretched out his hand firmly, supported the table, and shouted: "Director Su, you are a hero, and I am a bear. I apologize to you, and thank you for giving Dazhong a chance. Your lord has a lot, don't mind my little hair."

Before the spirit of wine came up, Manager Mao knocked open another bottle of five-star iron cap without hesitation, gurgling, gurgling...boom...

"Alas..." Seeing half of the former allied army fell to the ground, Du Lijun drank the wine with a heavy heart.

He was sitting on the sidelines, accompanied only by a group of people from Jinshi General Factory, and no one cared about him, like a small banquet hosted by himself.He came to Dong*ying this time with a lot of thoughts.I want to use Halliburton's brand to do OEM for foreigners, not only to earn a fortune in foreign exchange, but also to get rid of the fate of being a supporting factory.Who would have thought that Su Cheng's sentence: foreign sales would require patent fees, which would make his dream come to naught.

Thinking about how he would have to look at Su Cheng's face in the future, begging for a share and getting money back year after year, he got really bored.

"It's really boring to be an official in a company." Du Lijun snorted and fell drunk on the table.

It's messed up when the banquet is drunk for this sake.

Su Cheng took the opportunity to find a corner to eat some food, and at the same time poured a small glass of Maotai wine, and drank it himself.

After a while, someone came over with a bottle of wine, who seemed to have taken a fancy to this corner as well. As soon as he sat down, he saw Su Cheng, took a closer look, and said with a smile, "Would you like to drink this, Director Su? Just right, I have a bottle here." Old Moutai, come and taste it.”

"Oh?" Su Cheng immediately became interested, and said with a smile at the same time: "It's the first time I've seen you come to the banquet and bring your own wine."

"I also collected it from the hostels below. I am a born glutton for wine, and I can't see others spoiling good wine. 10 years of aging, it's a waste to fight for wine." The other party looked like a white-faced scholar, and he was very happy to see Su Cheng's mood was high. Turning the bottle, he introduced: "See, there is no 53-degree mark on this one. Personally, I feel that the degree is a little higher. What is written below is also 'produced by the local state-owned Moutai distillery'. Yours is different. , it is 'produced by Kweichow Moutai distillery in China', so it is a new product that has just changed its packaging this year, and it is said that it is Japanese technology, and it is pressed by aluminum."

"That's right." Su Cheng's eyes sparkled. When he was in college, he drank a lot of wine that cost 00 yuan, and Maotai that cost [-] yuan could only be looked at.At the present banquet, there are crates of Moutai on the top, and it's not good for people to drink it, or not to drink it.

White-faced scholars are good teachers. Seeing that Su Cheng listened seriously, he poured wine for him and said with a smile: "Everyone is greedy for new things now, and they like to buy this kind. But, let me tell you, the wine still tastes old. ,Yes or no?"

Sioux City, which came from the 21st century, has no right to criticize Moutai from 92. He nodded vigorously, took a sip from a very small wine cup, and sighed: "This is 500 yuan."

The white-faced scholar laughed: "Where is such an exaggeration, 11 overseas remittance coupons can be bought casually."

Su Cheng ignored him, and drank and ate vegetables, feeling very happy.

The white-faced scholar saw that it was too appetizing, so he poured himself a drink.

Su Cheng stopped drinking until his body was hot, and said with a smile, "I never thought that we would drink Tiegai Five Stars and Three Revolutions in one day."

"Hey? How do you say it?" This time it was the scholar's turn to be curious.

"Look at the lid for the new version, for the old version..." Su Cheng turned the bottle brought by the scholar around, and saw big characters written on the back: Moutai is a nationally famous wine, produced in Maotai Town, Renhuai County, Guizhou Province, and has been sold for two years. A long history of more than [-] years.After liberation, under the leadership of the Communist Party of China, the three major revolutionary movements were carried out, constantly summing up traditional experience, improving technology, and improving quality.It has a unique style of mellow and rich, special aroma, long and sweet taste.

"It's here, the Three Great Revolutionary Movements, so it's referred to as the Three Great Revolutions." Su Cheng pointed to the body of the bottle, and said with a smile, "The breath of this era is called the old taste. It will not be easy for people in the future to drink the real thing."

"Later generations have their own blessings, and I want to drink a glass of 60-year puree. By the way, my name is Wei Kong, and I work in the oil field office. Let me call me Lao Wei."

"Old Wei, let's have another drink." Half drunk, Su Cheng stretched his limbs presumptuously, and said with a smile, "I know Director Wu in your office, you two don't look alike."

"Him?" Wei Kong curled his lips in disdain, and said, "The oilfield office is big, Director Wu is good at serving people, and I'm in charge of the tertiary industry, not all the way."

Su Cheng's eyelids twitched, and he asked, "Third industries? Are you in charge of the waste oil fields?"

"That's natural. Why, does Director Su have relatives who want to contract the waste oil field?" Wei Kong said drunkenly: "This is easy to handle. You can bring people over someday, say the number, and sign the contract. Come on, let's continue Alcohol, 10 years of aging, leftovers, but it is a sin."

Su Cheng clinked his glasses speechlessly, daring to rob other people's heads, for this person, it is not as important as Moutai.

However, if you think about it carefully, if anyone takes a bottle of Moutai from 1977, it will be quite neat to do something

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