I'm really just the village head

"What are you doing? This is a secret!" Liao Qiang couldn't help it.

He admired the courage of the young man in front of him. He seemed to be more proficient in English and spoke faster than him.

However, it is a violation of policy to inquire about the secrets of international friends.

"Oh, brother, are you also very interested in international cooperation?" The fat man next to him laughed, "We make clothing, and other technical content is too high, I am afraid that we will not find opportunities for cooperation."

"Cosmetics? I thought I was here to seek a deal with missiles and atomic bombs." Liu Chunlai looked at each other with a sneer.

Xiangjiang people!

The accent can be heard right away.

Fortunately, this guy doesn't speak Cantonese, nor the half-baked Mandarin, perhaps to show his superiority.

"The clothing industry does not have much technical content. Our country's technology is really backward, but it can be made from a small needle to a large satellite. Our country is reforming and opening up, and commercial satellite launching can also cooperate..."

The fat man was choked immediately beyond refutation.

MMP, if you can afford to play satellite, are you here?

Liao Qiang looked at Liu Chunlai in shock.

This kid is here to stun people?

Colt just watched with interest.

"Little brother, I am the general manager of Zheng's garment factory, Zheng Tianyou." The well-behaved young man next to him greeted Liu Chunlai in fairly standard Mandarin, "Mr. Colt is an agent of a textile machinery sales company..."

"What a coincidence? I have two textile factories and three garment factories. This show was organized by our company to promote the new design..." Liu Chunlai was surprised, but his face was calm.

There are many small factories in Xiangjiang. In the early stage of reform and opening up, in order to reduce costs and expand the scale, they moved to the mainland.

These factories have an annual output value of only two or three hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars, but because they can provide the country with precious foreign exchange, and after they come in, the government can provide loans to them, provide land, factories, tax incentives, etc., plus the huge domestic market, It will be posted soon.

This is the first group of people who have benefited from the country's reform and opening up.

"We are looking for partners..." Zheng Tianyou looked surprised.

Liao Qiang couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to stop it.

It just so happened that the song ended and Alice, sweating profusely, returned.

The young people around yelled at the young people dancing around the Jiefangbei.

"It's so interesting! Colt, I feel that I am 18 years old again..." Alice looked excited.

"Miss, are you 19 years old?" Liu Chunlai looked surprised.

This makes Alice even more happy.

I can't wait to pounce on Liu Chun to have a bite.

"Mr. Colt, we have another meeting tonight, and the time is almost up..." Liao Qiang urged Colt and his party.

Colt looked at Liu Chunlai. Although he didn't talk a few words, he became interested in this young man. He took out a business card to him, "I will be in the mountain city for two more days. If I have time tomorrow, you can come to me... …"

Liu Chunlai smiled and took the business card.

Presumably he also knew that Liao Qiang was here and couldn't let go of anything.

Zheng Tianyou also handed Liu Chunlai a business card.

"I'm very sorry, I don't have a business card, but if you want to find me, you can go to the Sequoia Garment Factory." Liu Chunlai did not have a business card.

No landline, no mobile phone, and no pager, you can’t just print an address, right?

The street dance of Jiefangbei continues.

More and more people are coming here.

Fire.

Liu Chunlai already knew the result.

In particular, a foreign woman also came to jump along, although it did not meet expectations, the effect was far better than he expected.

The rest is to look at Zhou Jianwei's ability.

Soon, they changed into a second outfit, with a white shirt on the upper body, tight jeans on the lower body, and tall girls wearing only four-centimeter high-heeled shoes.

The shirt is tied into the waist of the trousers, and the waist of the trousers is at the position of the belly button. Not only the body curve is outlined, but the curve of the upper body is also displayed.

At this time, it was replaced by break dancing, which is also very popular now.

The action of break dancing is more exciting and the music is also superb. Compared with the space mechanical dance, it can release the body's vitality more.

In fact, this thing is hip-hop.

The girl in a white shirt and skinny jeans is attractive enough. Without the influence of the bat shirt and bell bottoms before, all kinds of actions are shown in full enjoyment.

Aunts and aunts on the street, now they don’t call them offensive.

Compared to the sudden appearance of the foreign lady who had nothing to do with them just now, these girls are too regular.

Liu Chunlai stopped Wu Erwa, who was sweating profusely, her clothes soaked, and was going to change her clothes.

Under the leadership of Wu Erwa, I found Zhou Jianwei, a reporter for the evening newspaper with a seagull camera slung around his neck.

Zhou Jianwei is in his thirties, with a thin body and a face with Chinese characters. He actually has 30% hair and looks like a traitor in the anti-Japanese drama.

Of course, if you put on a vest, it will look more like it.

"How? Did you take a photo just now?" Liu Chunlai asked directly after greeting.

A reporter who didn't capture the moment when a foreign woman was dancing together just now was basically not suitable for being a reporter.

"Take it, you must shoot! Brother Spring, you are too good. Not only are young domestic women showing the new life under the reform and opening up, but international friends also participate in Jinglai and feel the fruits of reform and opening up together..."

Zhou Jianwei looked excited.

He kept asking Liu Chunlai how he did it.

In his opinion, Liu Chunlai must have found international friends in advance, and such things will happen after communication.

"Yeah, Brother Chunlai, if you tell us at the beginning, the effect is probably better! Dancing with foreigners. If there is a chance to go to New York or London in the future..." Wu Erwa's breathing has not yet eased. .

"Stop! Stop! You're doing sales, not dancing." Liu Chunlai hurriedly called him to stop.

This baby's thinking is always easy to go wrong.

Making money is king.

It's like dancing at every turn, but it's not yet the age of entertainment to death.

By that time, Wu Erwa was also old, and small fresh meat was rampant. They might be starved to death.

"Can this be in the newspaper?" Liu Chunlai asked Zhou Jianwei.

Because of the unexpected entrance of foreign women, Liu Chunlai's drafts were basically scrapped.

"Yes! Definitely! Foreigners playing on the streets were originally a demonstration of reform and opening up. Besides, she also participated, but she was wearing..." Zhou Jianwei was a little worried.

The foreign woman is not beautiful, but she wears something outrageous.

"Foreigners have always been like that. I prepared a manuscript before, and now it is estimated that I have to revise it..." Liu Chunlai took out the folded letterhead printed with Sequoia Garment Factory from the bag he carried To Zhou Jianwei.

Zhou Jianwei was about to open it, and Liu Chun came to organize, "Brother Zhou, let's read it when I go back to change it. I think people in the whole mountain city hope to see the new progress of the country's reform and opening up in the newspaper tomorrow..."

Zhou Jianwei pinched the manuscript and felt it was unusual, so he didn't insist on it and put the manuscript into the bag.