"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 skilled in English than him and spoke faster.

But the other party inquired about the secrets of international friends, which is a violation of the policy.

"Oh, little brother, are you interested in international cooperation?" The fat man next to him laughed, "We are the clothing products, and the other technical content is too high, and we are afraid that we will not find opportunities to cooperate."

"Clothing people? I thought they were here to seek missile and atomic bomb transactions." Liu Chunlai looked at the other party with a sneer.

People from Xiangjiang!

This accent is immediately heard.

Fortunately, this guy didn't speak Cantonese or speak half-baked Mandarin, perhaps to show his superiority.

"The clothing industry does not have much technical content. Our country's technology is indeed backward, but it can be built from small to needles to satellites. Our country can also cooperate in the launch of commercial satellites..."

The fat man was choked and could not refute.

mmmp, if you can afford to play with satellites, will it be here?

Liao Qiang looked at Liu Chunlai in shock.

Is this kid here to argue with people?

Colt just watched with interest.

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

"So coincidentally? 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 days of reform and opening up, in order to reduce costs and expand the scale, the factories were moved to the mainland.

The annual output value of these factories is only 200,000 to 300,000 Hong Kong dollars, but because it can provide the country with valuable foreign exchange, the government can lend them to them after entering, provide land, factories, tax incentives, etc., and the huge domestic market, it was soon issued.

These are the first people to receive the dividends of 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 speak to stop it.

Just as the song ended, Alice, sweating profusely, came back.

The young people around were shouting at the young people dancing around the Jiefang Monument and continuing.

"That's so interesting! Colt, I feel like I'm back to 18..." Alice looked excited.

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

This made Alice even happier.

I wish I could pounce on me and kiss Liu Chunlai.

"Mr. Colt, we have a meeting tonight, and the time is coming..." Liao Qiang urged Colt and his group.

Colt looked at Liu Chunlai. Although he hadn't talked for a few words, he became interested in the young man and took out a business card to him, "I'll be in the mountain city for two more days. If I have time tomorrow, I can come to me..."

Liu Chunlai took over the business card with a smile.

I guess he also knew that Liao Qiang had nothing to let go of here.

Zheng Tianyou also handed over a business card to Liu Chunlai.

"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 really doesn't have a business card.

There is 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.

It's hot.

Liu Chunlai actually knew the result.

Especially a foreign woman came to jump along. Although it didn't meet expectations, the effect was much better than he expected.

The rest depends on Zhou Jianwei's ability.

Soon, the tall girls who changed into the second outfit, had white shirt on the upper body, tight jeans on the lower body, and only four centimeter high heeled shoes appeared again.

The shirt is tied into the waist of the pants, and the waist is at the navel. Not only does the body curve outline, but the curve of the upper body is also displayed, with the front and back raised, full of youth.

At this time, it was changed to breakdancing, which is also very popular at present.

The break dance movements are more exciting and the music is also exciting. Compared with space mechanical dance, it can release the vitality of the body more fully.

Actually, this thing is street dance.

The girl wearing a white shirt and tight jeans is already attractive enough. Without the influence of the previous bat shirt and big bell-bottom pants, various movements were even more enjoyable.

The aunts and aunts on the street don’t call them cold anymore.

Compared to the foreign mothers who suddenly appeared, they had no way out, these girls are really too regular.

Liu Chunlai stopped Wu Erwa, who was sweating and his clothes were soaked, and he was about to change his clothes.

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

Zhou Jianwei is in his thirties, has a thin figure, a national face, and actually has 30% 70% hair, looking like a traitor in the anti-Japanese drama.

Of course, it would be even more like if you put on a vest.

"How? Did you take a photo just now?" After greetings, Liu Chunlai asked directly.

A reporter, if a foreign woman danced together just now, she didn't catch the moment she was dancing together, and she was basically not suitable to be a reporter.

"I've taken it, I have to take it! Brother Chunlai, you are so awesome. Not only are young women in China showing off their new lifestyle under the reform and opening up, but international friends also participated in Jinglai and felt the results of reform and opening up together..."

Zhou Jianwei looked excited.

He kept asking how Liu Chunlai did it.

In his opinion, Liu Chunlai must have found international friends in advance and only after communicating is this happening.

"Yes, Brother Chunlai, if you told us at the beginning, the effect would probably be better! Dance with foreigners. If you have the chance to go to New York or London in the future..." Wu Erwa's breathing had not calmed down.

"Stop! Stop! You are a salesman, not a dancer." Liu Chunlai hurriedly asked him to stop.

This kid always has a tendency to go off his mind.

Making money is the king.

It's like dancing at all times, but it's not yet the era of entertainment until death.

By that time, Wu Erwa became old and young and handsome, they would probably starve to death.

"Can this be put into newspapers?" Liu Chunlai asked Zhou Jianwei.

Because of the unexpected entry of a foreign woman, the manuscript prepared by Liu Chunlai was basically abandoned.

"Yes! Sure enough! Foreigners are playing on the streets, which is a demonstration of reform and opening up. Besides, she also participated, but that dress..." Zhou Jianwei was a little worried.

The foreign woman is not beautiful, but she is a bit unfair to dress.

"Foreigners have always been like this. I prepared a manuscript before, but now I guess I have to modify it..." Liu Chunlai took out the bag he carried and folded it, and handed it to Zhou Jianwei with the letter from the Sequoia Garment Factory printed on it.

Zhou Jianwei was about to open it, and Liu Chunlai organized it, "Brother Zhou, let's take a look when you go back to make a change. I think people in the whole mountain city hope to see reports on the new progress of the country's reform and opening up in the newspaper tomorrow..."
Chapter completed!