Chapter 289 A big scam to earn foreign exchange

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Tang Niannian rushed in front of Xu Laifeng, knocked him unconscious with a palm, and carried him to the nearby woods. Tang Niannian took a shortcut without anyone seeing him.

After arriving at the grove, Tang Niannian stripped Xu Laifeng of all his clothes, leaving only his underwear. He also drew several turtles on him with indelible ink.

Also wrote——

"I am Xu Laifeng from the steam turbine factory. If I break my shoes, I deserve death!"

Then he was punched and kicked until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. It looked like he was caught breaking shoes and was beaten.

After Tang Niannian was done, he threw the person into the space, gave him sleeping pills, which was enough for the bastard to sleep for a day, and left the factory in a big way.

She went home first, and after a while, she came out with a bag full of samples and hurried towards Jinjiang Hotel.

Jin Jiang Hotel was founded before liberation. The owner was a legendary woman. Tang Niannian had read her biography, which was very inspiring.

The current Jin Jiang Hotel is state-owned and is generally used to receive foreign guests and important guests. Even in later generations, the layout and architecture of the hotel are still very western-style, not inferior to large hotels at all.

The Chinachem Apartments, also called the Thirteenth Floor, built in 1929, was the predecessor of the Jin Jiang Hotel

Maoming Apartment built in 1934, with 18 floors, is now the VIP Building

The waiters in the hotel are also carefully selected. They must have good facial features, be generous in conversation, have a high school education or above, and have a clean background.

"Comrade, who are you looking for?" the waiter asked politely.

"I have an appointment with Mr. Andrew in Room 306. My name is Tang Niannian, and I work at the Beautiful Arts and Crafts Factory."

Tang Niannian took out the letter of introduction from the Beautiful Arts and Crafts Factory and handed it over.

The waiter took a look and called room 306. After getting a positive reply from Andrew, she smiled and said: "Comrade Tang, Mr. Andrew, please come up."

"Thanks!"

Tang Niannian smiled and entered the elevator with the bag in hand.

As soon as I got out of the elevator, I saw a foreign man with a big belly. He was about forty years old, with a beard. He was not tall and a little fat. His whole body was full of joy.

When Andrew saw Tang Niannian coming out of the elevator, he was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Hello, beautiful Miss Tang Niannian!"

"Hello, Mr. Andrew!"

Tang Niannian shook hands with him generously.

Andrew led her to the room. There was another man inside. He was about the same age as him, but he was tall and thin, wearing glasses and with a serious expression. He looked like a university professor.

"He is my friend Karl, who is coming to China for the first time."

Andrew introduced his friend, and Tang Niannian also shook hands with him.

She put the bag on the table and took out the samples one by one. At first, Karl's expression did not change, but as Tang Niannian took out the samples one by one, his expression became more and more surprised, and his body slowly moved towards Lean forward.

Carl couldn't sit still.

"Do you produce these cards yourself?"

Karl walked to the table and picked up a Bulling Bulling hairpin. Based on his years of experience in running shopping malls, this hairpin was definitely ahead of the current trend. Even in Paris, there was no such beautiful hairpin.

I didn’t expect that this trip to China would bring such a big surprise.

"Yes, we produce these things ourselves!"

Tang Niannian's tone was very positive, and he took out all the samples in the bag and arranged them in categories. Karl stared at them intently, his eyes becoming increasingly fanatical.

After visiting the Oriental Arts and Crafts Factory yesterday, he was disappointed with his trip to China. He thought he would return home empty-handed.

"Is this a fan?"

Andrew picked up a straw fan, shook it a few times, and couldn't put it down.

"It is both a fan and a handicraft. This one is made of wheat straw. It is natural and environmentally friendly and does not contain any chemical materials. The embroidery is hand-embroidered by a beautiful embroiderer. It is all handmade. It takes at least a day and a night to make a fan."

Tang Niannian just opened his mouth and lied to foreigners without any psychological burden.

What a beautiful embroiderer, what a day and a night, they are all fake.

The embroiderers are all old ladies like her. She can weave a fan in an hour. If the little old lady doesn't gossip, it can be faster.

But Tang Niannian knew that what foreigners cared about the most was purely handmade, natural and environmentally friendly, and had Chinese characteristics.

Sure enough, Carl and Andrew looked at the fan like they were looking at their first love. This fan is exquisite, beautiful, practical, and made of purely handmade natural materials. It will definitely sell well after returning to China.

"Is this a pearl?"

Carl picked up a pearl woven pagoda and liked it very much.

"Yes, natural freshwater pearls are woven one by one by beautiful 28-year-old girls. Such a pagoda takes more than ten days, which is extremely time-consuming and labor-intensive. Moreover, doing this kind of handwork is very eye-catching. Only young girls can do it.”

Tang Niannian exaggerated a bit, but foreigners wouldn't understand it anyway.

Karl's eyes became more enthusiastic. The pearl crafts made by the beautiful Chinese girl were a selling point in themselves!

"This one is carved from shells, and these are woven from bamboo."

Tang Niannian introduced other things. Carl and Andrew were very interested in bamboo weaving, but they didn't know what bamboo was.

"Does the giant panda know?" Tang Niannian asked.

"I know, such a cute little guy."

Both Carl and Andrew smiled. They liked giant pandas so much that they wanted to pet them with their own hands.

"Bamboo is the food of giant pandas. These are made of bamboo, which can be used as ornaments, are also practical, very strong, natural, and particularly environmentally friendly. They were woven with the hands of the old people in our village who have gone through many vicissitudes of life. "

Tang Niannian added some more literary adjectives. Carl and Andrew listened with interest, and their eyes became enthusiastic when looking at the bamboo weaving.

This is food for giant pandas. I didn’t expect the handicrafts to be so beautiful.

Tang Niannian also demonstrated the use of each bamboo weaving. Carl and Andrew watched intently, exclaiming that it was a mysterious ancient country in the East with thousands of years of history. Everything he took out was older than the history of their country.

"Ms. Tang, how much do these products cost?"

Carl couldn't wait to ask about the price. He wanted to purchase in advance and couldn't be snatched by others.

"Mr. Karl, you know, these are all handmade, and the materials are very rare, such as bamboo, which must be given to the giant pandas first, and the rest can be made into bamboo weaving, and pearls. It takes more than ten years to cultivate such a pearl. , and not every clam will form a pearl. Gentlemen, do you know that pearls have another name?"

Tang Niannian suddenly changed the topic. Both Karl and Andrew were stunned for a moment, then shook their heads and asked in unison: "What other name is there?"

If pearls are not called pearls, what else are they called?

"Angel's Tears."

Tang Niannian made it up casually, but she actually didn't make it up. This statement was an advertising slogan for later generations, and she copied it.

Both Carl and Andrew showed interested expressions. This was indeed the first time they heard such an artistic name.