But Walter thought about it carefully and felt that this was a way.
Who doesn't know that this kind of trade fair is only for people in the Chinese market. As for those from our own country or people from other countries, they definitely have the spending power, but they are definitely not the main force.
Especially those businessmen, many countries still have feelings of hatred, and they are even less likely to buy their products.
So, Walter thought for a while.
I think this is a solution.
"Xiao Jiante, please tell me more specifically and I'll listen."
Xiao Jiote said what he was thinking.
Walter’s eyes became brighter and brighter.
Good idea, good idea!
Time passed by, and Mr. Ren was doing some sorting and measuring.
Nie Li is coming soon.
The grand gathering of the textile industry has begun, and companies and enterprises from various countries with achievements in the textile industry have come to participate.
In particular, some young brothers from China sent people to participate regardless of their abilities.
Of course, this is a private behavior and has nothing to do with the government.
But this is also an attitude.
An opportunity to convey goodwill to China will certainly not be missed.
On this day, many Shendu people and foreigners who came here gathered for the event.
There are silks and brocade handkerchiefs from Bashu.
There were also some local textile factories in Shendu, and there were even representatives from various countries holding their own specialty goods and praying to open the market in China.
As soon as the exchange meeting started, many people flocked to the meeting.
Some merchants even give away small gifts in order to attract customer service.
However, whenever a foreigner with blue eyes or yellow hair approaches the Quant family's textile stall, there are always a few discordant sounds floating around.
There were a few people with blue eyes wiping sweat from their foreheads.
When I saw the Quant family preparing popsicles for everyone, my eyes lit up and I came over.
"Hello, is this edible?"
Full of joyful hope.
After all, eating a popsicle in this weather is definitely sour and refreshing.
However, the two women with blue eyes who were responsible for distributing popsicles looked embarrassed, and then there was a trace of ridicule on their faces.
"Sorry, sir, there is no more. I'm really sorry."
Originally this was nothing, but a few foreigners were a little disappointed and nodded.
After all, if someone doesn’t have it, they can’t be forced to change it.
Just as I was about to leave, I took a look at the stall distributing sour plum soup.
However, at this time, several Chinese people came over in groups.
There were a few people in front of me making enthusiastic introductions.
"This is the latest product of our Quant family. It is now very popular in all parts of Europe. You can take a look!..."
As he was introduced eloquently, a few Chinese people nodded from time to time, and some others would echo a few times to discuss.
It seems like they are really talking about the quality of these things.
Suddenly, a Chinese lady wiped the sweat from her forehead and fanned her gently with a handkerchief.
After all, there are too many people at the exhibition.
Heat is a given.
I happened to see the popsicle box and walked over with a smile.
"Hello, do you still have this?"
The lady pointed to the popsicle box and asked with a smile
This made the two foreign women in charge of distributing heat-relieving products smile immediately.
A woman hurriedly said, "Madam, there are banana flavors and strawberry flavors. This one is milk. Which one do you want?"
With a flattering smile on his face.
Before the exhibition started, Mr. Quande and Manager Walter had given instructions that these Chinese businessmen needed to be warmly entertained.
These are all potential customers.
The Chinese lady thought for a moment. ,
He struggled: "Which one of these tastes better?"
Women, by nature, are always at a loss when faced with choices.
The other foreigner saw the Chinese lady's confusion and quickly showed a flattering smile.
"That's right, these types of popsicles have their own characteristics. For example, the banana-flavored ones are produced by a local factory in Shendu..."
To the lady, he began to talk endlessly.
As he spoke, he took out several kinds of popsicles from the box and explained them.
“If you really don’t know how to choose, why not try a bite of each, and then eat whichever one you think is delicious!”
As soon as these words came out, Ms. Hua Xia was deeply concerned.
But the man on the side spoke.
"Oh, it's just a popsicle. It can have any flavor. It's just something to relieve the heat! Eating too much will cause diarrhea."
This made Ms. Hua Xia confused again.
"Okay, I know"
Finally chose the strawberry flavor.
I ate sweetly, listened to the explanations of a few people, and then accepted the eager explanations from two foreign women.
However, such a normal and harmonious scene suddenly made foreigners unbearable.
He immediately stood up and asked the two women handing out popsicles, "What do you mean?"
"Why, when we wanted it, it wasn't available. This Chinese woman just revealed her idea of wanting to eat it, and then she could have it? She could even choose from several flavors?"
"Are you discriminating?"
"Isn't this worshiping foreigners?"
To Chinese people, foreigners are foreigners, but to foreigners, are Chinese people not foreigners?
Therefore, there is nothing wrong with this.
I saw two women from the Quant family looking at the foreigner with disdain? : "Sir, as a person from a rigorous country, don't you have this kind of tolerance? In the Chinese market, what's wrong with trying to please the Chinese people?"
"It's just a popsicle. You've got it on the line. If you really want to eat it, can you please eat it after I get off work? Please don't mess with it now?"
Suddenly, the foreigner couldn't stand it anymore.
He looked at the two women in surprise.
"What is it? What are you talking about? I'm on the line? Can't I afford your popsicle? I'm talking about your attitude! This attitude towards our own people!"
"Are the Chinese people your father? Looking at your flattering expressions, I feel really ashamed for you."
The two women were said to be a little embarrassed.
You said impatiently: "You don't need to say so much, don't you just want to eat popsicles? What a big deal. I'll treat you to some after the part-time workers are gone. Now please don't make trouble and cooperate with our work, okay?"
This attitude is even more unacceptable to foreign men.
How can a person who has always claimed to be superior to others be happy when he is treated unfairly?
In addition, foreigners like them have always felt superior to the Chinese people for many years.
Now I suddenly got such treatment.
Even more unacceptable.
"No, you didn't understand what I meant at all! Can't I afford your popsicles?"
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