Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

Xiao Zhao followed O Boyyang and Xiao Yu with his dark circles under his eyes. Feng Yiping, who was standing at the door of the booth from a distance, laughed and raised the two folders in Yang Yang's hands. Say, "Two copies!"

That way, it's like a kid who has some achievements and is eager to let adults know.

It seems that they didn't work in vain last night.

Tian Naigui still cares about Jiasheng's side very much now, but now he is a little bit flattering. Watching the three people pass by the booth, he squeezed a smile on his face. As a result, the three completely ignored him. Anxious to find Feng Yiping and Jin Ling to announce the good news.

He turned around angrily, and muttered in a low voice, "The blind cat has a dead mouse."

Although he didn't say aloud, Xiao Xu understood what the boss said by looking at his mouth, and said to his heart that it was a blind cat and a dead mouse. This was not just one, but a large group.

Also as a foreign trader, Xiao Xu is now convinced by several colleagues at Jiasheng. Orders, especially such foreign trade orders, can't play any tricks, and rely on real skills.

"Thank you!" Feng Yiping comforted the three of them. Jin Ling accepted the contract, took a look, and praised, "Not bad!"

"Should!" the three said almost in unison.

Although there is no dark circle like Xiao Zhao, Ou Boyang and Xiao Yu are the same. Although they are in good spirits, they still look a little tired. Their current state can be said to be a little excited.

"Keep working hard, Mr. Jin has made arrangements. When the exhibition is over, I will give you a day off and have a good sleep." Feng Yiping borrowed Jin Ling. Make a wish for him.

"Oh yeah!" Everyone likes the extra vacation.

"I think that these customers who intend to sign contracts should take them to the factory for a tour first, and take a look at it on the spot. It is more effective than what we said." Ou Boyang still missed the first day he was disgusted by everyone. I have always wanted to reverse my unintentional mistake at the time.

"Yes. It seems that the effect is better."

It's a joke, it's really good for business. Both Xiao Zhao and Xiao Yu expressed their support.

"It's easy to understand. We are not familiar with customers, so we must see the letter of credit before shipping. We even think that the letter of credit is not insured. After receiving the order, they must prepay a part of the payment, and the balance will be fully paid. Ship.

The same is true for customers. For our company, we only know a paper address to issue a letter of credit or make payment. Moreover, the legal systems of the countries of the two parties are different, and they are naturally not practical. Of course Don't feel relieved after going to the field for some inspection. Maybe some clients will also entrust a lawyer to check our registration information.

A site visit to the factory is the most basic approach and guarantee for risk management. "Feng Yiping said.

Trust and credit, these two things are for the two parties who have just started trading. They are all misty and can only be established in future cooperation and exchanges.

"That's why some people who want to sign on the spot, let him make a decision after going to the factory?" Xiao Zhao asked.

"It's okay, maybe it's the same as Mr. Raymond. At this time, it only costs 300,000. After going to the factory and seeing it, what about signing a larger order?" Jin Ling said with a smile.

General domestic exhibition. It takes only three or five days, mostly three days. At this time, exhibitors should prepare to pack up and dismantle. Those who are too lazy to take the exhibits back should really be crying.

However, for the Canton Fair, on the third day, when the main show started, many buyers have already screened it. Today, I have to discuss details with the manufacturers in the photo. So today, relatively speaking, they are still shopping. There are fewer people, and the negotiation area is very lively.

At lunch, Feng Yiping and the others got an extra special treatment. The staff of the Foreign Trade and Economic Cooperation Department actually helped them bring a box of lunch, which is really like a public servant.

Feng Yiping sincerely thanked him. If he bought it himself, it would take at least half an hour to line up.

Mental work is actually very physical. The three Ou Boyang who took turns to talk to customers, lunch boxes were very fragrant. Among the bagged pickles that Feng Yiping brought, everyone unanimously liked dried radish the most. There was also a little natural sweetness in it, and even Tian Naogui, the guy who came to visit with the idea of ​​repairing and remedying the relationship, took a bag and walked away.

Then, next door to the left and right, the cooked and unfamiliar ones, as long as they are from the province, all ask for them in their native dialects. Even those who bought foreign fast foods also eat dried radishes in hamburgers, which is very characteristic of our country.

In short, at this meeting at noon, there is a smell of spicy dried radish.

A mediocre but well-built working woman, a step behind respectfully, accompanied by a meticulous middle-aged man in blue formal wear with a serious face but not tall, never passing by, and the man suddenly lightened He sucked his nose and said a few words.

"Hi," the woman asked a few words when she walked to a booth next to him. A young man smiled and pointed towards Feng Yiping. So, after a while, Feng Yiping and the others, who were eating and chatting, found a man and a woman. Arrived in front of the booth.

"Hey, excuse me, I'm Nanako Matsumoto, and this is Mr. Sato, our minister," Nanako Matsumoto bowed first, and then said in substandard Mandarin.

"Hello, what can I do for you?" Feng Yiping and the others sat there grimly, but no one responded, Xiao Zhao hurriedly wiped his mouth and greeted him with a question.

The man named Sato in the back saw a few packets of dried radishes lying on the table, "I'm sorry, this one, can I," he made a gesture of eating.

For Japanese people, apart from the protagonists of the films that he later collected on his computer, such as Mrs. Cang and Mrs. Takizawa, etc., Feng Yiping generally has no good impressions, and there is no reason.

All, although this guy really wants to say to this short man who is yellow-skinned and black-haired like himself, but can be seen from his face at a glance, "the trash can is big," or "Where is the heat?"

However, this is a formal occasion after all. It is not good to be so angry. "Yes," he also took the initiative to help him tear open the hole.

Nanako thoughtfully took out a pack of wet wipes and wiped Sato's hands. Feng Yiping couldn't see their hypocritical manners, and took out a pair of extra disposable chopsticks, "Use this,"

"Thank you!" Sato nodded, put a dried radish into his mouth, and then showed the expression of the lonely gourmet family after eating the food, and he was enjoying it. He recollected for a while, yes. Feng Yiping stretched out his thumb, then glanced at Nanako.

Nanako bowed again and handed over a business card. Feng Yiping saw that although he could not read Japanese, he knew half of them. Sato Trading Company? It looks like a family business.

"Sorry, we are a convenience store company. Our minister thinks that this kind of pickled radish is very good, so why can't it be convenient to sell us a few packs?" the white-looking Nanako asked her good figure.

Feng Yiping glanced at Jin Ling, and unexpectedly ran into a Japanese colleague, "No problem, if you like it, I will give it to you, but this kind of kimchi is a product of a subsidiary of our group. If you have any problems, just tell me. can."

Feng Yiping guessed that they took the kimchi, nothing more than contacting the food factory according to the address and phone number above.

"That's great!" In Nanako's room, he said to Sato wow, Sato bowed very standardly, handed over a business card with both hands, Feng Yiping took a look, Sato Keiji, he also returned a copy of himself Business card past.

"Mr. Feng, is it convenient for us to talk now?"

"Yes, just ask if you have any questions."

"Is this kind of radish pesticide applied?" Nanako translated Sato's question.

"No, pure natural organic food, even chemical fertilizers are useless, you can go and investigate at any time."

In my hometown, only the rice in the fields can be sprayed with pesticides~www.wuxiaspot.com~ However, no one can spray pesticides in the vegetable garden.

Not to mention the problem of residues, growing vegetables in your own vegetable garden, apart from spending some time and effort, does not cost money, pesticides, but you need to spend money to buy.

What's more, radishes grow in the ground, and everyone has always planted them extensively.

Sato nodded, "Could this kind of dried radish be made into the same specification?"

"No problem," Little Japan really has such a rigid virtue, but this problem is easy to solve.

After listening to Feng Yiping’s quotation that doubled the original retail price, Sato did not have any comments. After that, Ou Boyang answered all professional questions about settlement methods, inspections, and consignments.

The other booths, which were getting busy, watched the movement here, and watched Feng Yiping and O Boyang taking two Japanese to sign the contract. They were all a little envious, jealous, or not.

The few people next door heard the approximate amount, which was about 100,000 U.S. dollars. Tian Naigui came to congratulate him at the first time. Xiao Xu was there, watching the few people walking towards the signing area, and muttered to himself, "Is there any reason for this? ?" (to be continued)