Chapter 437: The Four Husbands Point to the Older Man

Chapter 437: Chapter 437: The Four Husbands Point to the Older Man Even at such an international exhibition, the lunch boxes are still of the average domestic standard. It is indeed not impressive. Fortunately, Feng Yiping had prepared in advance. He brought quite a lot of each kind of pickles produced by the family food factory. The nutrition is of course average, but the effect of going down the rice is awesome.

'Do you know why the neighbours have a problem with us?' Feng Yiping asked everyone.

'Don't care, don't care, just do our own thing,' Jin Ling is so aloof in front of his subordinates.

'Because we took their booth,' Feng Yiping pointed to this end of the place and said.

'No wonder!' Xiao Zhao said.

'They also plan to laugh at us,' Feng Yiping continued.

'Don't worry, Mr Feng, we've already contacted some regular customers. I can't say how much turnover we'll get, but the average will definitely be fine,' said Ou Boyang.

'Even if we don't count the regular customers, just from the customers we've received this morning, there are still quite a few interested in our products. When some of them come back, I guess that's when they'll place their orders.' This lunchbox is obviously not to their liking, and Jin Ling has already put the lid on it.

'I think if we place an order before they do, the people next door will have a funny look on their faces.' Feng Yiping has a good appetite and is quick. After finishing his own lunch box, he points at Jin Ling's lunch box and says, 'Give it to me, don't waste it. Besides, I don't mind.'

'Puff,' Xiao Yu, who was drinking water, let out a laugh. Seeing that Jin Ling was not worried, Ouboyang quickly changed the subject, "I have a customer who said he would come in the afternoon. I'll call him right away to confirm.'

Feng Yiping stared at Jin Ling's murderous glare as he took the box of food. "No, acting so urgent like this will make us passive. It's not good. Just let him be. It's only been a few hours since the opening, and I don't think many deals will be made.'

However, he was soon to be proven wrong. Shortly after they finished eating, a customer from Southeast Asia placed an order of 110,000 US dollars with the company next door.

Tian Naiwei was so happy that his face was flushed with joy. He instructed his subordinate to take the customer to the signing area set up by the provincial Department of Commerce to sign the contract. 'Haha, Xiao Xu, you take these distinguished guests over there. Don't sign the contract yet. I'll go find out which leaders are here,'

'Okay, Mr. Tian, are the leaders easy to find at this time?'

'Of course it's easy to find. How many deals can there be at a time?'

Their conversation was loud, and in the noisy exhibition hall, at least Feng Yiping's side, which was busy receiving customers, could hear it clearly.

As he walked past the booth, Tian Naigui looked at Feng Yiping, who was receiving customers, and patted Zhao Xiaoxiao's shoulder, who was passing out information to foreign businessmen. 'Don't be discouraged, it's just the beginning. Ah, work hard, there is hope.'

Xiao Zhao didn't say anything, and nonchalantly moved aside.

Feng Yiping took a moment to smile and nod at him. This Tian Naigui is really cocky. He and his subordinate Xiao Xu are really good at putting on a show.

Looking at him smiling like a dog-faced bun, the one who felt the worst was Ou Boyang. After all, he was directly in charge of foreign trade. Just as he was about to see off a customer, he looked at Tian Naigui's back and nudged Feng Yiping with his shoulder, saying, 'It must have been a list that was agreed beforehand and deliberately put on the table for signing.'

'Yes, it's fine if it's not. Don't mind him, let him strut around! Work hard, it's only the beginning, and whoever laughs last, laughs best,' Feng Yiping reassured him.

'Take care, and welcome to our production base,' Jin Ling said, as he saw off an Arab man wearing a white turban, thick headband, white robe and cloak. He picked up the mineral water in the plastic bag on the table, took a few sips, and said in a low voice, 'Not bad, quite interested too, I think I'll come again.'

This table, like all the furniture on display, is of the same style. Jin Ling has adjusted it well. The table provided by the exhibition, placed here, is out of place and very incongruous with the surrounding furniture.

'Although there is still a lot of uncertainty between being interested and placing an order, today is the first day of our company's first exhibition. It is a very good start that we can make the merchants who come to the booth very interested. I think the next few days will be very promising. Okay, everyone grab a break and get ready to receive guests.'

'Customer service? Why does that sound so awkward?' Old Yang muttered to himself. seaʀᴄh thё Nôvel(F)ire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Jin Ling sat on the bed to relax her feet in her high heels. Hearing this, she pointed at Feng Yiping a few times, too lazy to say anything to him.

Feng Yiping laughed, took a sample book, and invited in the three dark-skinned Indians with a hint of curry smell who were watching from the door, and continued his introduction with a silver tongue.

He never wanted to be a serious political commissar. In his mouth, no matter how serious and earnest the words were, they could always make everyone laugh at the end.

There are 100 Canton Fairs in 100 people's minds, but for Feng Yiping, this exhibition, which sounds very grandiose, but which many companies are not eligible to enter now, is actually no different from the national or regional exhibitions he later participated in. Both are about introducing one's company to wave after wave of customers, introducing one's company's products while also trying to understand the situation of the other company and exploring the possibility of cooperation.

However, the customers here are all foreigners, and the chances of placing an order on the spot are high.

Today is Saturday, the first day of the week, so there are a lot of foreign businessmen coming in, and Jiasheng's display is very eye-catching, so there are really a lot of people here. By three o'clock, even Feng Yiping, who doesn't usually drink much water, had already drunk more than one bottle of mineral water, but the results were good. He successfully invited a Southeast Asian customer and a French customer to visit the factory next Wednesday afternoon.

Tian Naogui, who was next door, never made another sale after signing that 110,000 yuan order. Now, the chance to sign a contract finally came Jiasheng's turn.

At a little after three o'clock, the American customer that Ouboyang had arranged to meet arrived at the Jiasheng booth with a brown-haired assistant who still had small freckles visible on her face despite her makeup.

Including Jinling, they were all introducing the customer to the reception while keeping an eye on the situation with Aube Yang.

The situation was good. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Aube Yang introduced the samples on display to Mr. Raymond and Ms. Deborah. Raymond, whose shoulders were as wide as one and a half Feng Yiping, nodded and smiled while looking at the exhibits. When flipping through the samples, the word 'good' popped up from time to time.

Feng Yiping glanced at Jin Ling, and she was also smiling.

This burly American was quite straightforward and efficient. Half an hour later, he was discussing the order with Oberyang. After asking detailed questions about the packaging methods for large furniture such as beds and cabinets, and circling and pointing at the pictures on the samples, he placed an order totalling about 300,000 US dollars. Next, it was time to discuss the specific details.

Oberyang cheerfully greeted Feng Yiping and Jin Ling, and then prepared to take Mr. Lei, who was responsible for global procurement for this furniture retail company headquartered in Virginia and had a total of 35 furniture stores in the state and seven neighboring states, as well as Washington, D.C., to the negotiation area.

According to this trend, before the exhibition closed on the first day, this order would definitely be signed, and it would be about three times the order of Tian Naigui, who had just made a lot of noise, which was perfect.

From the time the exhibition was set up until now, listening to the two snide remarks from Xiaoyu and Xiaozhao over there, they are already thinking about the expressions on the faces of the three people over there later.

Just then, Ou Boyang, who had volunteered to help Miss Deborah carry the two bags of information, probably said something polite, 'Mr. Raymond, you must go to our factory to have a look these two days if you have time.'

Who knew that Mr. Raymond glanced at his female assistant and then said cheerfully, 'Sure, didn't you say that your factory is only an hour and a half's drive away?

Well, it seems that the desire to sign the contract today was ruined by Ou Yang's indiscretion.

Ou Yang looked at Raymond blankly, and then he saw the small flames of anger in the eyes of his two subordinates, as well as Jin Ling, who was also a little surprised, and Feng Yiping, who had a smile on his face but was now at a loss for words. Finally, he looked at Jin Ling for help, 'Okay, I'll contact the company car.'

Jin Ling waved to Xiao Zhao, who was standing in the doorway, asking her to take over the client she was currently entertaining, and walked towards Raymond, saying, 'Hello, Mr Raymond, please wait here for a moment, the car will be here soon.'

Ao Boyang turned his back on the two men, with a smile on his face, apologising with his hands held together to Xiao Yu, Xiao Zhao and Feng Yiping, in return for which they pointed angrily.