Chapter 441
With dark circles under his eyes, Xiao Zhao followed behind Ou Boyang and Xiao Yu, and smiled at Feng Yiping who was standing at the entrance of the booth from a distance, and raised the two folders in his hand. Say, "Two servings!"
That way, it's like a child who has made some achievements and is eager to let adults know.
It seems that they didn't work in vain last night.
Tian Naigui is still very concerned about Jiasheng's side, but now he is a little flattered. Watching the three people pass by the booth, he forced a smile on his face, but the three completely ignored him. I was anxious to find Feng Yiping and Jin Ling to announce the good news.
He turned around resentfully, and muttered in a low voice, "A blind cat meets a dead mouse."
Although the words were silent, Xiao Xu understood what the boss said by looking at the shape of his mouth, and thought to himself, they are blind cats and dead mice, and this is not just meeting one, but a large group of them.
Also as a foreign trade officer, Xiao Xu is now convinced by several of his colleagues in Jiaqiang. In the matter of orders, especially such foreign trade orders, he can't play tricks, but relies on his real skills.
"Thanks for your hard work!" Feng Yiping comforted the three, and Jin Ling took over the contract, took a look at it, and praised, "Not bad!"
"It should be!" The three of them said almost in unison.
Although they don't have dark circles like Xiao Zhao's, Ou Boyang and Xiao Yu are the same. Although they are in good spirits, they still look a little tired. Their current state can be said to be a little excited.
"Keep working hard. President Jin has made arrangements. When the exhibition is over, I will give you a day off and sleep well." Feng Yiping borrowed Jin Ling and made a wish for him.
"Oh yeah!" Extra vacation, everyone loves it.
"In my opinion, these customers who are interested in signing a contract should be taken to the factory first, and have a look at it on the ground, which is more effective than our nonsense." Ou Boyang still can't forget the first day. I have always wanted to reverse the case for my unintentional mistakes at the time.
"Yes, it seems to work better this way."
Just kidding, Xiao Zhao and Xiao Yu both expressed their support for such a thing that is really good for business.
"It's easy to understand. We are not familiar with customers, so we must see the letter of credit before delivering the goods. We even think that the letter of credit is not safe. After receiving the order, they have to pay a part of the payment in advance, and the balance is paid in full. Ship.
It’s the same for customers, it’s a long distance. For our company, we only know an address on paper, so we can place an order, open a letter of credit or pay, and the legal systems of the countries of the two parties to the transaction are different. Naturally, they are not at ease, of course. Only after going to the site for some investigation can you rest assured that some clients may even entrust a lawyer to check our registration information.
Going to the factory for on-the-spot inspection is the most basic method and guarantee for risk control. "Feng Yiping said.
Trust and credit, these two things are very elusive to the two parties who just started the trade, and can only be established in the future cooperation and exchanges.
"Is that some people who want to sign a contract on the spot, and let him go to the factory to make a decision?" Xiao Zhao asked.
"It's okay, maybe it's the same as Mr. Lei Meng. At this time, it only costs 300,000 yuan. After going to the factory to see it, how about signing a bigger order?" Jin Ling said with a smile.
The general exhibitions in China only take three to five days, most of them are three days. By this time, the exhibitors should be ready to pack up and dismantle the exhibition. Those who are too lazy to take the exhibits back should be really crying Clearance.
However, for the Canton Fair, the third day is the beginning of the show, and many buyers have already been screened, and today they have to discuss details with the manufacturers in the picture, so today, relatively speaking, they are still shopping There are fewer people, but the negotiation area is very lively.
During lunch, Feng Yiping and the others had an extra preferential treatment. The staff of the Foreign Economic and Trade Department actually brought them a boxed lunch. They really looked like public servants.
Feng Yiping thanked him sincerely. If he went to buy it by himself, he would have to wait in line for at least half an hour.
Mental work actually consumes a lot of physical energy. The three of them, Ou Boyang and the others, took turns to talk to customers. At noon, the box lunch was very delicious. Among the bags of pickles brought by Feng Yiping, everyone unanimously liked dried radish the most. There is also a bit of natural sweetness in it, and even Tian Naogui, the guy who came to the door with the idea of repairing and remedying the relationship, also took a bag away.
Then, the next door to the left and right, as long as they are cooked or not, as long as they are from the province, they all ask for them in their hometown dialect. Even those who bought foreign fast food also eat dried radish in their burgers, which is very characteristic of my Great Heavenly Dynasty.
In short, at noon, there was a smell of dried spicy radish in the vicinity.
A normal-looking, but good-looking working woman took a step behind respectfully, accompanied by a scrupulous, but not tall, middle-aged man in a blue formal suit who passed by not far away. He sniffed his nostrils and said a few words.
"Hi," the woman walked to a nearby booth and asked a few words. A young man smiled and pointed to Feng Yiping. Then, after a while, Feng Yiping and the others, who were eating and chatting, found a man and a woman coming. Arrived at the booth.
"Hi, excuse me, I'm Nanako Matsumoto, and this is our minister, Mr. Sato," Nanako Matsumoto bowed first, and then spoke in substandard Mandarin.
"Hello, how can I help you?" Feng Yiping and the others couldn't help but sit there grinning, but no one responded, so Xiao Zhao hurriedly wiped his mouth and went up to ask a question.
The man surnamed Sato behind saw a few packs of dried radishes scattered on the table, "I'm sorry, this one, can I do it," he made a gesture of eating.
To the Japanese, except for the protagonists of those movies that I later treasured on my computer, such as Mao Zedong, Mr. Takizawa, etc., Feng Yiping generally has no good impression, and there is no reason for it.
So, although this would really like to say to this short man who has the same yellow skin and black hair as himself, but can tell from his face that he is different from the people of the country, "There are big ones over there in the trash can," or "Stay where it's hot,"
However, this is a formal occasion after all, it's not good to be so angry, "It's ok," he even offered to help him tear open.
Nanako thoughtfully took out a pack of wet wipes and wiped Sato's hands. Feng Yiping didn't want to see their hypocrisy, so he took out a pair of disposable chopsticks, "Use these,"
"Thank you!" Sato nodded, put a dried radish into his mouth, and then showed the expression of Matsushigetoyo, a lonely gourmet family, after eating the food. He looked very enjoying it. He thought about it for a while, yes Watching Feng Yiping stretch out his thumb, he glanced at Nanako.
Nanako bowed again, and handed over a business card. Feng Yiping saw that although he couldn't read Japanese characters, he at least knew half of them, Sato Trading Company? It appears to be a family business.
"Excuse me, we are a convenience store company. Our manager thinks that this kind of pickled radish is very good, so, is it convenient for Fang to sell us a few packs?" Nanako, who was blind to her good figure, asked.
Feng Yiping glanced at Jin Ling, and met a Japanese colleague, "No problem, if you like it, I will give it to you. However, this kind of kimchi is the product of a subsidiary company of our group. If there is any problem, just tell me." Can."
Feng Yiping guessed that they brought kimchi over there, and they just contacted the food factory according to the address and phone number above.
"That's really great!" Nanako said to Sato in a wow, Sato bowed again in a very standard way, and handed over a business card with both hands, Feng Yiping saw it, Sato Keiji, he also returned his own business card past.
"Mr. Feng, is it convenient for us to talk now?"
"Okay, if you have any questions, just ask."
"May I ask if pesticides have been applied to this radish?" Nanako translated Sato's question.
"No, it's pure natural and organic food, even chemical fertilizers are useless, you can go and inspect it at any time."
In my hometown, only the rice in the fields can be treated with pesticides, but no one can use pesticides in the vegetable garden.
Leaving aside problems such as residues, growing vegetables in your own vegetable garden does not cost money except for spending some time and effort. Pesticides cost money to buy.
What's more, for radishes that grow in the ground, everyone has always planted them extensively.
Sato nodded, "Can you make this kind of dried radish into the same size?"
"No problem," Little Japan really has such a rigid virtue, but this problem is easy to solve.
After listening to Feng Yiping's offer of doubling the original retail price, Sato had no objection. Afterwards, professional questions such as settlement method, inspection, and consignment were all answered by Ou Boyang.
The other booths that were gradually getting busy looked at the movement here, and saw Feng Yiping and Ou Boyang taking the two Japanese to sign the contract, and they were a little envious and jealous.
The people next door heard the approximate amount, which was around 100,000 US dollars. Tian Naigui immediately came over to congratulate. Xiao Xu was over there, looking at the few people walking towards the signing area, and muttered to himself, "Is there any reason for this?" ?”