The introduction of new technologies and new equipment is the core appeal of this industrial and commercial delegation to the United States. On the contrary, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Ministry of Commerce, which travel on behalf of the country, mainly purchase American agricultural products, large hydropower equipment and technology.

Compared with the domestic companies in the United States that are waiting to be fed, the joint ventures among American companies that have invested in China in advance are undoubtedly the most nourishing companies. The most representative one is Boeing. When companies across the United States are laying off employees,

Huabo Airlines is recruiting people. It can be said that the benchmark set by Fang Jianxiong has exerted a huge influence at this time. For those American companies that are desperate, Huabo Airlines at this time is like a shadow in the night.

A bright light.

The route chosen by Fang Jianxiong for this trip was different from the previous one. He directly crossed the Pacific Ocean to San Francisco in the eastern United States, and then took the overland route to the West Coast of the United States. The choice of this route has intensified European speculation about Sino-US relations.

"The winter in San Francisco is cold and wet, especially in this desperate period. The entire United States is shrouded in dark clouds and rushing towards hell at high speed. A ray of sunshine from the east of the world tears apart the dark clouds over the United States." Guests from the East

Come - The New York Times.

A piece of "The New York Times" was picked up by the wind, fluttering and fell on the corner of the street. Mike, a top student who graduated from MIT, has been unemployed for half a year. Just now he spent his last five dollars and bought

He couldn't bear to eat a few pieces of bread, and his girlfriend Rhettia was still waiting for news about him in the temporary tent.

When he got up in the morning, Mike didn't eat anything. He had been working hard all day. When he was hungry, he drank some tap water. It was noon now, and although it was rare to have a sunny day in winter, the howling cold wind still unstoppably eroded deep into his heart. Let

His whole body was cold. Mike looked up and glanced at the sun in the sky. Stars suddenly appeared in his eyes. His hands and feet were so weak that he almost stopped standing.

Holding the bag in his arms tightly, Mike's efforts to find a job all morning failed. He decided to send food to the temporary residence first. As soon as possible, he and the kind-hearted Rhettia would secretly send some bread to Asia in the tent next door.

There are several children in the M family, but Mike still won’t eat alone. A gust of wind blew a newspaper and fell on the patched

In front of the leather shoes, Mike lowered his head and glanced. This was a picture of the New York Times. Just as he was about to continue walking, Mike suddenly couldn't walk. He squatted down and stared at a piece of news in the newspaper and read it carefully. Damn it.

, how long has it been since I read a newspaper? Mike, who once worked in a metal processing factory, suddenly felt that he did not belong to this city.

Mike picked up the old newspaper with trembling hands. He carefully read the news above, or an advertisement. After reading it, he looked at the date carefully. This was a newspaper from a week ago.

"Damn it!" After hurriedly complaining to himself, Mike looked around and saw that the address in the newspaper was not very close to here. It might take half an hour to walk there, but it would only take five minutes by tram, but Mike didn't

I'm willing to spend any of my last ten cents. "Then just walk over!"

Because he was hungry, he usually only had to walk for half an hour. Mike walked very hard. He had to stop for a rest after walking for almost ten minutes. He was really hungry. Mike finally reached out and broke off a small piece of bread.

Carefully wrap up the remaining bread. After hiding it in your arms, you quickly eat this small piece of bread and then continue walking forward.

An hour later, Mike saw the damn address in the newspaper, and also saw a row of long tables on the street, and dozens of long queues. "Oh, it seems I'm late." Quickly.

After examining it, Mike found a line with about fifty people queuing to follow.

The Chinese seem to be very efficient in doing things. In less than five minutes, Mike came to a table. Sitting there was a young Chinese man with a warm smile on his face: "Hello, please

Take this form and this introduction." Mike subconsciously took the two pieces of paper handed over by the other party and heard a voice: "Next."

Mike walked aside and quickly read the introduction, and then carefully looked at the form and compared it. Yes, the Chinese are recruiting talents. According to the introduction, it is not difficult to see that China needs at least a bachelor's degree in science and engineering.

personnel, or technicians with outstanding skills. The profile also clearly indicates graduates from some key universities.

Among them, MIT is on the list and ranks first. According to the introduction, if an MIT graduate with a master's degree is willing to work in China, he will get a job of no less than 2,500 yuan per year.

A job with a US dollar salary, and then the annual salary will increase by 10% on this basis, provided that a ten-year contract is required.

Mike finally figured it out. This is just a place to collect forms. After filling out the form, walk forward 500 meters. There is a place dedicated to accepting employment. After seeing clearly, as long as you sign the contract, you will get a settlement fee of 500 US dollars.

Afterwards, Mike took out the gold pen that he had kept carefully without hesitation, found a place and carefully unfolded the form.

"Damn it, they don't want to study finance, they don't even need to study law. What kind of breaking of the rules is this?" A curse came into his ears, and Mike filled out the form more carefully. After finishing, he stood up and stepped forward, constantly saying "

When encountering their compatriots, some people are smiling, while others are depressed.

"Hell, how could this happen?" A tall, thin, middle-aged man cursed as he walked. Mike stopped him and asked, "What's wrong? Sir!" The middle-aged man looked up, looked at him with numb eyes and said, "Nothing, China

People don’t need to learn.”

"Then do they need to study architecture? Or materials synthesis?" Mike was very nervous, for fear of hearing a negative answer. "I didn't ask this, but they should. The newspaper said that the Chinese government is conducting large-scale

Investing in infrastructure, railways, highways, bridges, hydropower stations, and thermal power plants all require a large number of talents to serve them." The middle-aged man walked away in a hurry, and Mike quickened his pace, as if the piece of bread before had provided extra calories.

.

Queuing up again, Mike was no longer so nervous. The queue here was obviously shorter than the queue over there. After waiting for about an hour, Mike finally came to the table and looked hopefully at a middle-aged Oriental man who was smiling at him.

He said: "Hello, I have a master's degree in materials synthesis technology from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. My girlfriend majors in architectural design. I would like to ask, can we go to China?"

Half an hour later, Mike left with excitement on his face. He kept jogging on the way back. If he hadn't been too hungry, he thought he could run. Finally, he returned to a neighborhood far away from the busy city. Both sides of the road were full of people setting up street vendors.

Mike soon found Rhettia among the street vendors. There was obviously nothing good in her stall.

Xi, only had two old sweaters, which she secretly took off with Mike on her back. It is winter now, when the sun sets, the cold wind blows, and Rhydia feels that her whole body is chilling, and her mind is also dizzy.

, the swaying Rhydia saw Mike running toward her with a joyful face, tried his best to smile back, and then fell down.

On January 20, 1932, a large industrial and commercial delegation visited the United States. The moment the Chinese appeared in sight, the entire port boiled. Fireworks rose one after another and filled the sky above the pier. The smell of gunpowder did not seem so pungent.

According to incomplete statistics, the number of people of all kinds waiting at the port exceeds 100,000.

The Chinese representatives in San Francisco stood on the pier to greet the representatives. Just one day before Fang Jianxiong set off, the entire United States had repealed the Chinese Exclusion Act. Although most American states had announced the repeal of the act five years ago, there were always some stubborn

The forces are insisting on this bill. But now, they can no longer insist. Any state government that attempts to insist will be spurned by the people.

Standing next to Fang Jianxiong is Alice, who is still elegant. Alice, who has become accustomed to this position, looks much more calm than last time. Fang Jianxiong does have several wives, but in the minds of the American people, Alice is Fang.

lady.

U.S. President Hoover can be said to be very anxious now. The upcoming election forced him to give up his reserve and come to San Francisco in person to welcome Fang Jianxiong with the highest courtesy. After the grand drinking ceremony, Fang Jianxiong attended the press conference. When the British

The reporter asked Fang Jianxiong why he chose the route this time to go directly across the Pacific and not go through Europe on the return trip. Does this explain Fang Jianxiong's attitude towards Europe? Does this go against the spirit of free trade?

Fang Jianxiong, who had been smiling all the time, put away his smile, looked at the British reporter who asked the question with a serious face and said: "In 1840, in the name of free trade, the British opened the door of China with strong ships and cannons. From then on, freedom

Trade has become an excuse for Britain to go to any place in the world! Regardless of whether this place is willing to accept the British's free trade, the British will eventually speak with cannons. So just last year, didn't the policies launched by the British government close down freedom?

The door to trade? I would like to ask your Excellency, what qualifications does a country that has closed the door to free trade have to accuse others of violating the spirit of free trade? I would like to ask you again, could it be said that Chinese warships went to the UK and aimed their guns at it?

Are you in England?"

If given the opportunity to slap the British Empire in the face, Fang Jianxiong would certainly not be polite. "I really can't imagine that at this very moment, someone would question the Chinese spirit of free trade. What's even more unimaginable is that this person is a British journalist."
Chapter completed!