noffsinger Chapter 118 Return to Qingdao
Chapter 118 Return to Qingdao
After the Canton Fair came to a successful conclusion, Jiang Weimin took a day off and went to visit Ouyang Annuo with joy.
Jiang Weimin not only carefully selected many delicious foods, but also brought various items that Ouyang Yi and his wife asked him to pass on to Ouyang Annuo.
Jiang Weimin arrived at the gate of Guangzhou Military Region early, quietly waiting for Ouyang Annuo to appear.
Finally, after a long wait, Ouyang Annuo's familiar figure appeared in sight.
When Ouyang Annuo saw Jiang Weimin, his face was full of surprise and joy: "Weimin, why did you come here suddenly? I just thought it was my uncle who came to visit me!"
Jiang Weimin smiled and replied, "Our publishing house sent me to attend the Canton Fair this time.
Before I left, my aunt specifically asked me to bring you some things and to tell you that everything was fine at home and you didn't need to worry. "
Ouyang Annuo was grateful and said quickly: "Thank you so much, Weimin!"
Jiang Weimin waved his hand, indicating that this was what he should do.
Then, Ouyang Annuo asked curiously: "Wei Min, you mentioned that you came here on behalf of the publishing house? So, you have already started working?"
Jiang Weimin nodded and explained, "Yes, actually I didn't really want to join the army. It happened that the leader of the publishing house found out about my situation and arranged an editing position for me."
Ouyang Annuo couldn't help but sigh: "These days, if there is still anyone who doesn't want to be a soldier, I'm afraid it's only you..."
Jiang Weimin smiled and said, "No matter where I am, as long as I can do my part for the country and make a contribution, that's enough."
"Okay, come and register with me first! I'll take you to eat something delicious later, and then find you a guesthouse to stay in.
I plan to take a day off tomorrow to accompany you around Guangzhou." An Nuo said enthusiastically.
Hearing this, Jiang Weimin quickly waved his hand and refused: "Oh, there's really no need to trouble you so much, Sister An Nuo.
In fact, I took a special leave to come here this time, and my schedule is very tight, so I have to rush back to Qingdao in a few days. "
An Nuo couldn't help but reveal a trace of regret, and secretly sighed in his heart: I have been in Guangzhou for a long time, and I can't see my relatives in my hometown. Now I finally have someone to meet, but I have to leave in such a hurry...
Although he felt a little reluctant, Annuo still understood Jiang Weimin's situation.
She took Jiang Weimin and placed his luggage in her dormitory. After a short rest, the two went to the cafeteria to have a meal together.
During the meal, they chatted happily and shared every detail of each other's lives.
However, time passed quickly, Jiang Weimin did not dare to stay any longer and hurried back to the hotel where he was staying.
A few days later, when Jiang Weimin finally set out on his journey home,
I returned to Qingdao under the resentful gaze of Director Zhang and the complicated looks of the leaders of the Qingdao trading delegation.
When they arrived at Qingdao Publishing House, Song Wenqing had already carefully arranged everything.
At the entrance of the publishing house, a group of enthusiastic staff members were standing in neat rows with bright smiles on their faces.
The originally plain door is now decorated with brightly colored banners, making it particularly eye-catching.
These banners have a sincere welcome message to Jiang Weimin and his delegation written in eye-catching large characters, allowing people to feel the deep friendship at a glance.
At the same time, some staff members walked quickly towards Jiang Weimin and others who came to greet them, holding large red flowers in their hands, and placed these flowers, which symbolized honor and blessings, on their chests.
Afterwards, amidst laughter and cheers, Jiang Weimin and his group were escorted into the spacious and bright auditorium of the publishing house.
After all the welcoming ceremonies were successfully concluded, Song Wenqing personally led everyone to the conference room.
As soon as he entered the conference room, he said with a smile on his face: "Here, I would like to express my warmest welcome to you all! Congratulations on your triumphant return!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was the first to applaud, and immediately, thunderous applause rang out throughout the conference room.
At this time, Feng Nan, who was sitting next to him, also picked up the notebook in his hand, slowly stood up and said, "President, let me report to you the fruitful results we have achieved in participating in the Canton Fair this time."
After getting a nod from Song Wenqing, Feng Nan cleared his throat and continued, "President, after our team's unremitting efforts and the active cooperation of all parties, we have successfully won a total of 22 US dollars in foreign exchange orders at this Canton Fair!
Among them, a full $6 order was won by Xiao Jiang alone with his excellent negotiation skills;
In addition, there are orders of US$10 from various cooperative manufacturers.
The remaining $6 in orders were signed by customers who were attracted by the exciting displays we had at our booth.”
Speaking of this, Feng Nan couldn't help but reveal a proud expression.
"Two hundred and twenty thousand orders, nearly one million copies! Zhao Jian, after the meeting, go and liaise with Yun Zhou and make sure this batch of foreign exchange orders is listed as a priority printing project."
At this time, Feng Nan interrupted and said, "President, there is another good news. Xiao Jiang designed clothes for other factories and successfully earned $380,000 in design fees for our publishing house!"
Hearing this number, everyone in the conference room couldn't help but widen their eyes and shouted in surprise: "Three hundred and eighty thousand dollars? Isn't that equivalent to seven hundred thousand RMB! My God, how many books do you have to sell to make that much money!"
The finance manager pushed up his glasses and said, "I roughly calculated that we would need to sell more than 10 million books to make this much profit."
Song Wenqing turned to look at Xiao Jiang and said gratefully, "Xiao Jiang, thank you so much! Thanks to your help this time, our publishing house successfully received a huge order of 600,000 US dollars, and it also made our publishing house famous."
Jiang Weimin smiled modestly and replied, "President, you are too kind.
I am a member of the publishing company, so these are just my responsibilities.
Besides, my original intention was mainly to promote comic strips, and the design fee was just a side benefit.”
Song Wenqing nodded to show his understanding, but then asked, "Xiao Jiang, regarding the design fee, can you continue to display your talent at the next Canton Fair?"
Jiang Weimin thought for a moment and replied, "Well, it's possible, but I can't guarantee that I can always receive such a large order like this one.
The works I had previously drawn for the First and Second Printing and Dyeing Factories did not bring in much orders.”
Then Song Wenqing and Feng Nan smiled but said nothing.