The next day, Wu Qingdao went to the airport to go to the east coast of China. Bai Hao, on the other hand, ran to the consulate.
When the people at the consulate saw Bai Hao, they lightly covered their foreheads.
It's definitely up to him to show up here.
Bai Hao handed over his passport: "Here, I want to see the leader."
"What's the matter?" The staff obviously didn't want Bai Hao to trouble the leader, so Bai Hao chuckled: "It's a trivial matter."
The staff member sighed: "Is it bigger or smaller than last time? You have to give us a solid explanation. Then I will report it to you so that we can be mentally prepared."
What happened last time.
The people at the California consulate are really having a hard time. Not only do they work overtime every day, but they also charge a lot of transportation expenses, phone bills, etc.
It is said that during that period, the phone bill alone was as much as last year.
Bai Hao rubbed his hands: "It's a small thing to make a little money. It's really a very, very small thing. I just package a few advertisements and need to find some suitable small gifts and samples."
"Well, just wait."
Ten minutes later, Bai Hao saw the leader.
"Hello, Commander, I am Bai Hao from the Ninth Factory."
"Sit down, I know."
"Chief, I need a little gift for this matter. I will use a small airplane container to transport it. I want kuri yokan. I want something with added ingredients. The sugar content is higher, but it does not affect the taste. Although the previous one has already
It’s so sweet that I’m tired of it, but this time I want the original version and the one with added sugar.”
Bai Hao took out a list: "This is what I can think of. Take a look and see if there are any that are so sweet that people don't want to eat them."
The leader looked at the list and said, "What's it for?"
"NFL advertising time is included. This is for giving gifts." After Bai Hao finished speaking, he handed over his plan book with both hands. The leader read the key points and pushed the phone over: "This is such a small thing, you Factory 9
You can do it yourself.”
"This." Bai Hao chuckled: "There are other things."
"Say, keep talking."
Bai Hao said: "I want to borrow the First Symphony Orchestra of Xia Kingdom, and also add the folk music part. The scale must be large, with hundreds of people. I also want to have a song called Yungong Xunyin. This song
I know it doesn’t have a name yet, and I probably know who composed the music. It’s probably still a draft or a semi-finished product, but I want it.”
The leader smiled: "If I don't give it to you, why don't you just sit on the ground and roll around, cry and make trouble?"
This made Bai Hao feel embarrassed.
"what else."
"Also, I want clips. I know Journey to the West is being filmed, but I want the most powerful moments of Brother Monkey to be edited, and I want Brother Monkey to become the spokesperson for the Golden Monkey brand. Either the actor himself, or Brother Monkey. Also, I want ten
The revised version of the most exciting part of the song, which means that the strings are not played, but steel bars are played, which is very heavy, crazy and hot."
The leader had already read through the key parts of Bai Hao's plan and put down the document in his hand: "Are you sure?"
"kindness."
The leader asked: "Do you know the ratings of the Super Bowl in beautiful countries?"
"I know, there are at least 100 million TV sets. I estimate that this time, it can surpass the ratings of my last debate with Tosiba, and even surpass the Olympic broadcast."
The leader asked again: "You know, time is so tight. If the performance goes wrong, the consequences will be serious."
"Leader, you don't have confidence."
Bai Hao asked rhetorically.
The leader closed his eyes. He knew that this was a good thing. Bai Hao was promoting Xia Country's culture to Beautiful Country. However, the task pressure for this kind of thing was too heavy and the time was so tight. If Bai Hao did it again next year, he would start preparing now.
He has no pressure. The minimum is half a year, but now he only has less than seventy days.
OK?
Are you ready?
The leader thought seriously for ten minutes and opened his eyes: "Bai Hao, please remember one sentence." Before the leader could finish speaking, Bai Hao jumped in and said, "Xia Guo is the mother, and the son has a mother behind his back."
The leader nodded: "Give me some time, two days, three days at most."
"Thank you, Chief. Our Ninth Factory can make products, but we can't do this. Please help Ninth Factory." Bai Hao said, placing a check for one hundred thousand US dollars on the table, and the Chief's face changed instantly.
What do you mean? Just when he was about to get angry, Bai Hao said: "I paid the sweets purchase fee in advance from Factory No. 9, as well as the clothing fee for Xia Guo's No. 1 Band, and the air tickets."
In this way, the money really needs to be collected.
"Okay, I'll take it."
By the way, Bai Hao went back to wait for news.
The leader wrote a 5,000-word report and faxed it back to China.
The leader of the Foreign Affairs Department looked at it and then looked at his watch. It was now twelve o'clock at night. He thought that Factory No. 9 would like the small food gifts, so he directly passed the food part to Factory No. 9 and let Factory No. 9 handle it by itself.
Canteen in the main office area of Factory No. 9.
Ouyang Qianqian, who was definitely looking for food at night, met Zhao Qingguo again. This time Zhao Qingguo was also looking for food. After studying at Ben Xiaokang and Jingzhao Machine Tool for ten days each, he returned to Factory 9.
I wrote a 20,000-word testimonial and reflection.
After finishing writing, I found that I had not eaten dinner, so I went out to find food.
I met Ouyang Qianqian again, rolled up my sleeves and got to work, slicing green onions, cucumbers, noodle sauce, and a little lean meat. After three times and five times two, two bowls of Lao Didu Zhajiang Noodles were served.
As soon as I took a bite, I saw someone coming in.
Zhao Qingguo's first reaction was to hide, but Ouyang Qianqian's attention was on the bowl.
Black catkins.
Heixu came, she was not looking for food, she grabbed Ouyang Qianqian's braid with one hand, and then slapped an official letter in front of Ouyang Qianqian, followed by a letter of introduction.
"It's up to you. Go on a business trip right away to take care of this matter."
Ouyang Qianqian's eyes lit up when he saw it: "Really, send me."
"Yes." Heixu nodded, turned around and left.
Good news from heaven.
As a not-so-famous foodie in the First Ministry of Industry and now the No. 1 foodie in Factory No. 9, chestnut yoghurt is one of the ten snacks Ouyang Qianqian needs most.
Of course, it could be twenty kinds.
Or thirty kinds.
Well, as long as it's delicious, she likes it.
However, after working in the imperial capital for many years, she still has a very in-depth research on kuri yokan. In this era, I dare not say that it is the only one, but the most classic one is the kuri yokan made by Jinmen Food Factory.
Bai Hao also bought some before taking the plane.
Ouyang Qianqian looked at the task list.
Also purchase qiongguo sugar, honeysandao, croissant honey, etc.
Ouyang Qianqian took out a pen and scratched it, then found a piece of paper and copied several types and handed them to Zhao Qingguo: "You are an idle person in Qinzhou, so go ahead and do it. However, I doubt you will."
It won’t ruin the reputation of Factory 9, forget it, I’ll find someone else.”
It has been many days since Zhao Qingguo came to Ninth Factory. Not to mention that he has not made any achievements, he has not even been accepted here yet.
He grabbed it directly: "I understand, I understand, I know what to do."
"never mind."
Ouyang Qianqian seemed to feel that Zhao Qingguo was not good enough.
