Li Chunxiang’s words resounded in the hall.
They were forceful and powerful.
Li Chunxiang trusted Jiang Cheng to her core, firmly believing that everything Jiang Cheng did was right.
Therefore, her words gave everyone present a "person not arrived, but the aura is here" effect.
After three seconds of silence in the hall, several dismissive snorts filled the air.
Li Chunxiang glared in the direction of the sound.
The man caught in her gaze did not stop, instead, he stepped forward and mocked, "You really know how to embellish yourself."
"Jiang Cheng wouldn’t, and she doesn’t need to!!"
Li Chunxiang straightened her back, refusing to bend even a little, she wouldn’t allow anyone to tarnish Jiang Cheng’s na.
"It’s easier said than done. Who can’t talk pretty?"
The man still didn’t believe, and those around had their doubts too.
Li Chunxiang was about to say more when a middle-aged man who had co down from the second floor stopped her.
"Alright, everyone be quiet, let’s start the eting, about Jiang Cheng..."
"Zhong Fan, Jiang Cheng is truly a capable person."
"Zhong Fan, missing out on Jiang Cheng will be your biggest regret!"
Both Director Leng and Director Mu vouched for her together.
Zhong Fan, who was the leader of all translators, saw the two foreign trade directors strongly supporting Jiang Cheng.
He wasn’t set on making the final decision.
"Alright, let’s leave it at that. We’ll know the truth when we et tomorrow."
After Zhong Fan finished speaking, he looked at Li Chunxiang and said, "You... take notes."
"Yes!"
Li Chunxiang smiled broadly, patting her backpack.
After Zhong Fan spoke, the mocking man threw a disdainful look and left.
Li Chunxiang stared at the man’s back, thinking: Just wait until you et Jiang Cheng!
While the translation eting on this side started, Jiang Cheng was still inquiring about the products.
At this mont, she had arrived at the guesthouse of Hai City Textile Factory.
She had just finished delivering her spiel when the opposing factory director called her by na.
"Are you Jiang Cheng?"
"Yes, have you heard of my na?"
Factory Director Hai of Hai City Textile Factory nodded, saying, "I am friends with Lao Yuan, who is the director of the toy factory, and they are here too this ti."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng adjusted her strategy in her mind.
The other party knew her, knew her achievents, which ant her words carried weight.
With a sharp mind, Jiang Cheng asked, "Factory Director Hai, may I take a look at the fabrics your factory brought for the booth?"
"Sure!"
Factory Director Hai was holding onto a sliver of hope.
Every year at the trade fair, although their textiles had high export volus, prices remained low.
In fact, the quality of their products wasn’t bad at all, but the designs were never liked by foreign traders.
Of course, for now, they had no way to change the already-produced designs.
Factory Director Hai showed Jiang Cheng the remaining fabrics.
The other fabrics had already been taken to the trade fair hall to set up the booth.
"These are our remaining samples, the sa as those at the booth."
"Alright, let take a look."
Jiang Cheng examined each piece of fabric, also unfolding so to look them over.
The current fabrics were mostly red and green with solid color patterns.
Far less diverse than designs from later generations.
After reviewing all the fabrics, Jiang Cheng asked Factory Director Hai, "May I know how the booth is set up?"
"The booth? It’s just hung there, what else could be done?"
A scene was already forming in Jiang Cheng’s mind, she looked back at the fabrics and picked five patterns from them.
"Factory Director Hai, have these five patterns been sold before?"
Factory Director Hai shook his head.
"No, these are this year’s new designs."
"How have the fabric prices been each year?"
Factory Director Hai sighed and shook his head.
"Very cheap, mostly exported to Europe and Southeast Asia, prices are around 0.6 yuan."
"The buyers use them to make... just cheap clothes."
Jiang Cheng understood, staring at the fabric in her hand.
Large flowers, small flowers, checks.
Looking at a whole piece of fabric, it seed lifeless, lacking any style.
But in fact, it had a bit of a Bohemian style.
As far as she knew, Bohemian style was quite popular in Europe at the mont.
In fact, it could be said that Bohemian style ca back every year.
"Factory Director Hai, I have an idea, are you willing to hear it?"
"Of course!"
Factory Director Hai’s willingness to cooperate brought a smile to Jiang Cheng’s face.
"It’s like this..."
*
That day, Jiang Cheng didn’t visit any other factories.
She stayed at the Hai City Textile Factory guesthouse.
The guesthouse lights stayed on all night.
The next day before dawn, Jiang Cheng and Li Chunxiang left the guesthouse together.
Both returned to their accommodation to quickly wash up and change clothes.
"Jiang Cheng, here are the notes from yesterday’s eting."
Jiang Cheng took the notes with a mouth full of buns, flipping through them quickly.
She walked while reading, eager to head out for the trade fair hall by bus.
Interpreters were required to arrive early, she couldn’t be late.
In uniform, so equipped with notes in one hand and a bun in the other, Li Chunxiang paved the way.
On the bus, Gao Zhonghua and Li Chunxiang flanked her, allowing Jiang Cheng so space.
Upon arriving smoothly, Jiang Cheng put the notes in her backpack, donned her credentials, and got off the bus.
The trio looked at the building not far away.
"We’re here."
Initially still a bit sleepy, Jiang Cheng was roused by the sight of the upcoming battlefield.
"You two find a comfortable place to wait for , take care of yourselves."
Both nodded, and Li Chunxiang spoke up, "We’ll be not far from the entrance, if you need anything, just co out and tell us, we can be your errand runners."
"Alright!"
Jiang Cheng excitedly jumped twice, loosened her shoulders, and raised an arm high, declaring, "Comrades, wait for the news of my victory!"
Li Chunxiang joined in enthusiastically, "Go for it!"
Jiang Cheng nodded to the two, then ran toward the building.
Li Chunxiang and Gao Zhonghua followed for a bit but were eventually stopped by security.
The two had to find a shady spot to wait.
Up ahead, Jiang Cheng went through security checks and was asked to wait aside.
She needed to wait for the translation team to arrive and confirm before entering.
Jiang Cheng understood, safety first.
If any foreign guests inside got hurt, it might lead to international disputes.
Jiang Cheng didn’t have to wait long, as the translator’s bus arrived in about ten minutes.
She stepped forward to introduce herself.
"Hello, I’m Jiang Cheng, a translator from S City, I speak eight languages and have a basic understanding of three others."
Jiang Cheng handed over a piece of paper listing the eight languages she spoke.
Looking at Jiang Cheng’s introduction, Zhong Fan took a serious look at the girl for the first ti.
Eight languages?
Such an important piece of information, why did no one ntion it yesterday???
If Director Mu and Director Leng were present, they would surely ask: Is it important?
In their knowledge, Jiang Cheng’s prowess never lay in translation.
"You speak eight languages?"
Zhong Fan couldn’t help but confirm.
With confidence in her smile, Jiang Cheng declared without modesty, "Not only do I speak them, but I am also very proficient in all eight!"
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