"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Riccardo Costagliola," Zhang Zongjun said politely, "I believe you will experience more of the magic of China in the future." ”

"I'm really looking forward to it." Riccardo Costagilla nodded and responded politely.

The production line is loaded in the back of several large container heavy trucks, there is no direct railway from Qingdao to the county, if you want to take the railway, you can only transfer from Yanzhou, the most troublesome thing is to get off the train and then use the truck to transfer to the designated installation site, not only waste freight, but also waste time, it is not as convenient as directly from Qingdao port to transport back to the county by truck, one step in place, you can directly drive the truck to the yard of the factory.

A group of people sat a few cars full, rushed to the county seat, the main leaders of the county and the city have arrived, the arrival of the personnel of the Piaggio Group is a major event, has great significance to this old revolutionary area, which marks the operation of Alice (China) Motorcycle Manufacturing Co., Ltd. has been officially opened, along with the installation and commissioning of the production line, but also marks the entire city has achieved great success in attracting investment.

Foreign businessmen have just arrived, of course, they can't be put into work immediately, and the leaders are very considerate of this: for the distant guests who have just come, how can we show the hospitality of our Chinese nation! So, the first thing the Piaggio Group did when they arrived was to attend a welcome dinner in the county.

It was too far to go to the city, so it had to be held in the county so-so, and the only place in the county that could handle the hospitality work was the Pingyi Hotel, which was also the designated place for the county government to carry out the official work of entertaining. At the dinner, the leaders of the city and county were all present to accompany them, but there were more than a dozen foreign guests, and there were more than 50 leaders and personnel of the motorcycle company who were present to accompany them, and they didn't know who accompanied whom.

Sure enough, as with the official banquet in China, the first was the speech of the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, who extended a warm welcome to the arrival of the representatives of the Piaggio Group on behalf of the Municipal Party Committee. Of course, the face of the secretary of the municipal party committee must be given. Everyone applauded enthusiastically.

Twenty minutes later, it was the mayor who spoke, on behalf of the municipality, who gave a cordial greeting to the representatives of the Piaggio group and said if there were any problems. Although I came to the city government, the government will do its best to help solve the problem, and the face of the secretary of the municipal party committee is given, and the mayor's face cannot be left behind, and everyone continues to applaud.

Thirty minutes later. It was the turn of the county party secretary to speak on behalf of the people of the county, first praised the great significance of the arrival of the Piaggio group, and then said that hundreds of thousands of people in the county are your strong backing, do not have any baggage, all problems will be solved by the government as fast as possible.

Listening to the excited foaming mouth of the leader above, Zhang Lan was drowsy below, and the Italian buns who had never seen Chinese food swallowed their saliva at the tempting aroma of oriental food on the table. Helplessly, Xiao Chenxi, the interpreter, hadn't told them that they could eat now, so they had to just drool while enduring the noisy guy above chirping crookedly on it, saying things that they couldn't understand anyway, and wondering why so many people were applauding for such a boring thing.

From time to time, someone can't resist the temptation of food, secretly pinch a little and stuff it into his mouth, and draw a cross on his chest while secretly eating, and people who don't know think that this person is praying sincerely.

Xiao Chenxi poked Zhang Lan and asked in a low voice, "Don't these leaders who are speaking above know what they are saying, and these Italians can't understand it?" ”

"Of course they do." Zhang Lan rolled her eyelids in boredom, "The problem is, it's one thing for them to know, but it's another thing for them to do it." ”

"What strange logic." Xiao Chenxi didn't understand this, "Didn't they do it all for nothing?" This is a serious wasteful act. ”

"Actually, that's what China is all about," Zhang Lan whispered to Xiao Chenxi, "if they do." Regardless of whether the people below are listening or not, whether they can understand it or not, it proves that they have done what they should have done and are good officials who are dedicated to the people. If they don't do this, their superiors will blame them for not doing their job well and not being dedicated to the work of attracting investment," he said and sighed, expressing sympathy for the leaders above who were still babbling and talking, "In fact, the guy above is not easy, and he can't even drink saliva for half an hour in a row, which is quite pitiful to think about." ”

"But no," Xiao Chenxi tilted his head and thought about it, nodded his little head very approvingly, and looked at the guy who was still crooked on it, his eyes were full of sympathy, "It's really pitiful, if you go up and say this for half an hour, I'm sure your voice will be dumb a long time ago, these people are really not simple, it turns out that it is not easy to be an official." ”

Belch? Zhang Lan was a little stupid, she didn't expect that the sarcasm she said to the girl was completely taken true by her?

"Look," Xiao Chenxi stabbed Zhang Lan and lowered her head to signal, "The person above has come down, is it the end of the speech, and it's the turn of those Italians?" ”

"How is that possible?" Zhang Lan smiled, "You wait, there are still people who haven't gone up." ”

"No, it won't." Xiao Chenxi covered her mouth in surprise.

Sure enough, the following factory representative, that is, Zhang Lan's father Zhang Zongjun, went up to speak on behalf of the factory, perhaps because Zhang Zongjun's experience is too little, and after speaking dryly for less than ten minutes, he ended the speech, and it is obvious that the people who are engaged in business are not on the same level as those who are engaged in politics at the theoretical level, but this time the applause is obviously much greater, probably these people are also hungry, and obviously appreciate Zhang Zongjun's behavior of knowing current affairs so well.

Finally, the master of ceremonies announced: "Now I have Mr. Riccardo Costagliola, the representative of the Piaggio Group of Italy, to speak. As he pronounced Riccardo Costagliola's name, the master of ceremonies visibly stumbled a few times, apparently scratching his head at the name of a person who was clearly different from the structure of the English language.

It's finally over, this damn feast!

"Tell Riccardo Costagliola," Zhang Lan hurriedly whispered to Xiao Chenxi, "Now it's her turn to speak on stage." ”

Fortunately, Zhang Lan had already taken precautions against this situation before, and asked Xiao Chenxi to prepare a speech for Riccardo Costagliola, and told Riccardo Costagilla to prepare to speak at the banquet.

Riccardo Costagliola was already hungry, for the sake of his position, this guy didn't eat like his subordinates, and now his stomach was growling with hunger, and when he heard Xiao Chenxi signaling him to go up and speak, this guy walked up with a grumbling stomach, took out a piece of paper from his pocket and read it.

"He didn't read what I prepared for him!" After listening for a while, Xiao Chenxi covered her mouth with surprise on her face and whispered to Zhang Lan.

"Oh, what did he say?" Zhang Lan asked absentmindedly.

"He said," Xiao Chenxi listened carefully for a while, and whispered to Zhang Lan, "This is the most boring drinking party I have attended, which makes me want to doze off, I solemnly swear to God, I will never participate in this kind of damn drinking party again, you don't know, what a sin it is to not be able to eat the tempting food in front of you, and finally I want to say that the efficiency of your government personnel is too low!" Very, very low! ”

Zhang Lan was happy for this Italian humor: tonight I finally found a more interesting thing, watching Riccardo Costagilla above talking there in a bird language that no one could understand, and the people below responded with warm applause at every pause in Riccardo Costagliola, Zhang Lan and Xiao Chenxi tried their best to hold back laughter.

Only the Italians here have serious faces and serious faces, but if you look closely, you can see that these guys are desperately biting the corners of their mouths.

Zhang Lan thought all this was funny: if these leaders below knew that the guy above was cursing them now, I don't know what kind of expression they would have? Of course, no one at the scene, except for the Italians and Little Dawn, knew what Riccardo Costagliola was talking about above.

The lengthy pre-dinner speech finally ended, Zhang Lan's spirit was shocked, the prelude ended, and now it was finally the turn of the dinner.

Looking at the Italians who were brandishing knives and forks to eat Chinese food, Zhang Lan suddenly felt that the creativity of these guys was really not to be underestimated: didn't you see that they were also very skilled in inserting a piece of mapo tofu into their mouths with a fork?

Fortunately, apart from this small episode, everything was normal, and there were no problems during the installation of the production line afterwards. The installation of the production line is not the production of motorcycles, and there is not much to learn, so these foreigners do not hide much from the Chinese assistants who are enthusiastic about asking for advice, but seriously tell them some precautions to ensure that when the production line goes wrong in the future, these diligent Chinese can repair it themselves, without having to fly halfway around the world to help them repair it - God knows if they were on vacation in the beautiful Mediterranean Sea at that time? (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )