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Chapter 295

Everything has settled, just waiting to embark on the journey back.

Walking out of the exhibition center, Qin Dong turned his head and looked at the place where he had been there for ten days. Just like he often dreamed of the third grade of elementary school, the rainbow after the rain, the noise here may often accompany his dreams.

Wu Geng took Luo Ling, Lu Xuguang and others a day earlier and boarded the train back to Qinwan. Liang Yongsheng, Wang Congjun and other leaders were doing some "emotional" finishing work.

"Come on, I will take a picture of Lao Wang, Lao Chen and Xiao Qin." Liang Yongsheng waved his hand to greet his daughter.

Liang Jingwen took the camera from Qin Dong's hand and saw the four of them standing. They were all serious, so serious that they were too uncomfortable with the festive scene here two days ago.

With a click, time and space are frozen on the film.

"Yingwen, let's take one photo, too." Qin Dong said openly, but Chen Shifa didn't fiddling with the camera. "Director Chen, if you take a few more photos, there will always be one photo that is good." Qin Dong said with a smile.

Liang Jingwen was still wearing the red bread suit and a white scarf. When Qin Dong stood on one side of her body, she felt that her palms were sweating slightly in the middle of winter.

Liang Jingwen was originally a cold-hearted type, but Qin Dong smiled very brightly. Liang Yongsheng turned his head and sighed unknownly.

"Director Qin."

In the exhibition hall, there were manufacturers who walked out one after another. Yan Bing from Haizhu Beer walked to Qin Dong with a smile and reached out with a smile.

"congratulate."

"Happy together."

Haizhu Beer also won the gold medal at this expo. Qin Dong held her hand. The little woman's hand was very strong. He, who had worked as a bottle brusher, could find out.

"goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

Qin Dong stared at this agile back. This was a lioness. On this cruelest battlefield, the two will definitely meet again!

"Let's go, thank you for ten days. Let's go and have a walk, buy something, and we will take a plane back to Qinwan tonight." Liang Yongsheng greeted everyone with a smile.

The leaders were in front, Qin Dong and Liang Jingwen were behind, she took off a green military shoulder bag from her shoulder and handed it to Qin Dong silently.

Qin Dong smiled, "It just so happens that my bag is old, it's time to change one." He took the bag, which looked bulging, but it was very light. He opened the buckle and couldn't help but look at Liang Jingwen.

There were a bunch of beer bottle caps inside the bag. Qin Dong reached out and grabbed a handful. The cold bottle caps were intertwined. "This is the bottle caps of the brewery participating in this expo..." Liang Jingwen looked at her father in front and her voice was very small.

"There are some trademarks..."

Oh, this silly girl, how much effort does it take to collect bottle caps from breweries one by one!

Qin Dong was really moved, but after a long time, he only said two words, "Thank you."

...

It’s a pity that you are not a hero before the Great Wall, and it’s a pity that you don’t eat roast duck. This “famous quote” has become famous at home and abroad as early as the 1980s.

The reputation of Beijing Roast Duck is no less than that of the Great Wall and the Forbidden City.

In an era of material scarcity, the oily and plump roast duck made countless people yearn for it. This kind of duck with its shiny appearance and crispy texture on the outside and tender texture on the inside has conquered the whole world.

There are so many roast ducks, and Beijing’s roast duck restaurants are spread all over the city and have different scales. This is a kind of thrift that comes from people’s confidence and a kind of joy that is equal to all beings.

In the past few days, more than 5,000 exhibitors from more than 5,000 manufacturers from all over the country have almost bought all the roast ducks in Beijing.

In the late 1980s, the circulation of goods was not smooth, so there was a phenomenon that people had to bring some things to their wives and children when they were on business trips. Later generations, goods from all over the country could be bought without leaving home.

The place where Liang Jingwen brought them was a joint store called "Tuanjiehu Quanjude Roast Duck Restaurant". When Chen Shifa heard about the word "joint" and Chen Shifa began to think about it.

"Director Xiao Qin." Surprisingly, Zeng Guoqi from Confucius and Mencius Beer was also there, "Come to buy roast duck too?"

"Aren't you here too?" Qin Dong said with a smile.

"Yes, I have to bring some things from Beijing back," Zeng Guoqi was in a good mood. Confucius and Mencius Beer was also the gold medal of the first Food Expo. "I got a lot of money when I came to Beijing this time," he said very seriously, "Of course I'm happy to win the award, but I can't compare to the inspiration you gave me."

"Me?" Qin Dong wondered.

"Well, advertising is very meaningful." Lao Zeng smiled and asked someone to bring down a box of white wine, and the group drove away.

The group bought twenty roast ducks that cost 35 yuan each. Zhou Fenghe and other factory leaders were still waiting at home, so they had to bring them some things back.

"District Mayor Liang, I asked about this Tuanjie Lake Roast Duck Shop is also a joint venture. Look, how good are people's business?" After eating the roast duck, Chen Shifa was smoking leisurely.

The 1980s and 1990s were an era when catering companies lived a good life. Most of the enterprises were state-owned, with 3.15 million food service outlets in the whole society basically set up in response to the government's call to solve the problem of "difficulty in eating and difficulty in staying in a hotel". These state-owned restaurants are far from threats from social competition.

"What do you mean?" Liang Yongsheng's expression was a little solemn, "Take some big moves?"

"Yes, if you want to do it, just do it!" Chen Shifa smiled.

...

Capital Airport.

The airport terminal 1 was opened in 1980. The ticket checkout was placed with a sign saying precautions. People boarded the plane with large and small bags, and there was no strict security check. Even if the ticket inspector asked.

Chen Shifa took out a large glass canned bottle and water cup, and the ticket inspector didn't care.

The treatment is even more different when boarding the plane.

The flight attendant is very beautiful and pure. The first-class flight attendant is even fluent in English.

There are even more variety of snacks and meals, "Do you drink Maotai here and eat roast duck?"

Chen Shifa looked at the dining car.

"Sorry, sir, we only provide Maotai for free and eat authentic Beijing roast duck." The flight attendant smiled and said.

gentlemen?

Mr. Chen was stunned. This is a capitalist name!

"Okay, a plane ticket costs more than 60 yuan, which is half my salary," Wang Congjun smiled, "Just be a sir."

Chen Shifa's eyes moved with the dining car, with high-end imported red wine and white wine on it, and Western pastries were prepared.

"Hello, comrade, do you have beer here?" Chen Shifa asked.

"Yes, Qinwan Beer." The flight attendant was very polite.

Oh, looking at the back of the flight attendant, Chen Shifa turned his head to Qin Dongdao, "Next year, we will make big moves, and we Rong Beer will also get on the plane."

...

Liang Yongsheng, Chen Shifa and others are planning next year's big moves. The big moves are related to Qin Beer and are more related to their future.

But what they didn't know was that just when they were still on the plane, Shanhai Daily published the list of winners of the first China Food Expo.

Mayor Guo Peng saw the provincial newspaper and immediately instructed, "We will hold a grand ceremony to welcome our beer heroes - go home!"
Chapter completed!
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