The leader is my girlfriend

The Canton Fair officially begins

Wearing paper samples, merchants began to enter the exhibition one after another. Each booth showed the most enthusiastic state of mind to welcome international friends (gold ingots).

The costumes for the exhibition hall were ready. Wang Yiming took out the guitar he brought back from Beijing and began his performance journey (he found it from a pile of pipa in a trust store). He performed the song "Two butterflies" and thanked his former English teacher. This was her English homework in the first grade of junior high school, and the whole class had to go through it one by one.

Oh my love

You hold my hand——You hold my hand

make me feel the beauty of their world

shining stars in your eyes——Your eyes are like shining stars,

tell me what love is really like

like a bird flies in the sky——like a bird flies in the sky,

…………

I really want to be a butterfly——I really want to be a butterfly,

flying through in your life

when you have to go——when you have to leave,

we'll have to say goodbye——we have to say goodbye,

I'll keep on dreaming of your smile——I'll keep on dreaming of your smile

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When the song ended, Wang Yiming looked at the foreigners who gathered around to listen to the song and turned his head to Lu Wanwan and said something in his Chinese English.

"Leader, don't your face, the world can be very big."

"..., hurry up and sell the clothes." These words sounded like Morse code, and only the two of them could understand them.

"okay."

Classmate Xiao Ming started to move out. He was not a good person, but with Lu Wanwan as his support, he could be very unrestrained.

"Gentlemen and Ladies, please, look me..., today..."

Everything went smoothly, and the climax finally came to the pricing of the product. "How much?"

Wang Yiming stretched out his thumb and index finger, making an 8. The price offered by the factory this time was 6 yuan. He raised it first.

"eight."

He was waiting to bargain. After all, there was no such thing as a one-time deal anywhere except in supermarkets. The foreign friend across from him was hesitating when another foreign friend suddenly interrupted him and said, "8 pounds, OK."

Why would he destroy his own people? But he likes it, so the highest bidder gets it.

But the other party had a small request, which was to hope that he could write down the lyrics of the song. It didn’t matter if he didn’t write the melody, the key was the lyrics.

“I want to propose with this song.”

“No problem, I wish you happiness.”

Was it such an uncanny success? A pirated song landed him a big deal, a contract in hand? Or did 8 yuan turn into 8 pounds? This was a huge misunderstanding... Xiao Ming was feeling a bit overwhelmed. He hadn't even started dancing with his prepared Ruyi Jingu Bang yet, having practiced all night. It felt like a waste of time, a hero with no place to use his skills.

After exceeding the sales target of Garment Factory No. 3, Wang Yiming became a temporary translator and began to accompany foreign friends on tours.

There’s a saying that goes, if you ignore me today, you won’t be able to reach me tomorrow.

Wang Yiming had no sense of inferiority. He believed the accumulation of the first 30 years paved the way for the next 40 years of vigorous development. His country would grow stronger and develop rapidly in the future. So Wang Yiming spoke eloquently along the way, full of national pride. He could introduce any product with great enthusiasm, and the factories that signed big contracts wanted to make him a banner.

Wang Yiming: Don't overthink it, just implement it. It's not a big deal if you have too many banners.