1970s: A hot-tempered wife who accompanied a soldier to the military compound and made a fortune.

Chapter 1123 The First Day of the Canton Fair

He knocked for a long time but didn't hear Wan Qing respond. Zhang Aiguo was furious: "Are you deaf? At least answer me!"

Just as he was about to knock on the door again, Wan Qing pulled it open from the inside.

Wan Qing was seen clutching her stomach with one hand and leaning against the door with the other. I frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Wan Qing wanted to complain, but she knew that today was the first day of the Canton Fair, and if she dared to cause trouble, Lao Zhou would probably go back and make a scene with the logistics director. She said hesitantly, "Brother Zhang, my stomach is a little uncomfortable, but it's okay, I can manage."

Zhang Aiguo, a straightforward man, said: "If you're really not feeling well, you'd better not come. Everyone will be too busy to take care of you; that would just be adding to the trouble."

Instead of receiving comfort, Wan Qing was directly rebuked: "Brother Zhang, I..."

Zhang Aiguo wasn't in the mood to listen to what she had to say next: "Alright, you should go downstairs first. As for whether you can get through or not, you can tell my master."

After saying that, he turned around and went downstairs.

Old Zhou looked at his apprentice coming down and asked, "Where is he?"

Zhang Aiguo tilted his chin back: "In the back."

Seeing his apprentice like this, Old Zhou frowned and looked up at the stairs. He saw Wan Qing clutching her stomach, her face contorted in pain as she descended. He couldn't help but feel annoyed: "What's wrong with you now?"

Wan Qing glared at Chu Xue, but in the end she didn't dare to implicate Chu Xue. She knew that if Captain Zhou found out that she had destroyed Chu Xue's technical terminology comparison table, she would probably be fired from the factory before she could even return to Beijing. She couldn't help but regret her impulsiveness.

Wan Qing could only feign embarrassment and say, "Captain Zhou, I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well, but don't worry, I'm much better than before, and I promise it won't affect my work today."

She didn't get this job easily; if she really lost it, she'd probably only have her family left to exchange for dowry money.

Old Zhou had good eyesight and knew that Wan Qing was really not lying this time, after all, the sweat on her forehead was undeniable: "Okay, you know your own body, I really don't have time to go to the doctor with you today."

Old Zhou barely managed to utter those words through gritted teeth; only he knew how much he cursed. If it weren't for the fact that he was the one who brought her here, and that it was the first day and he didn't want to cause trouble, he would have really wanted to give her a good dressing down.

This is the effect the first snow was meant to have. Since you dared to cause trouble, you have to bear the consequences.

Old Zhou turned to everyone and said, "We've already wasted a lot of time. Now that everyone's here, let's hurry up and go to the state-run restaurant up ahead for breakfast, and then head straight there."

Everyone knew how important this day was, and after Old Zhou finished speaking, everyone filed out of the guesthouse.

If they weren't worried about not having enough breakfast to last until noon, they probably would have gone straight to the venue. They were just too excited to feel hungry.

But Lao Zhou is experienced; breakfast is a must, because when things get busy, you never know when you'll get to eat lunch.

After taking a quick bite, everyone hurried off to the venue.

It seems everyone felt the same way; when they arrived, many manufacturers' representatives were already at their booths making preparations.

The first person to stop at the steel rolling mill's booth was a businessman from Malaysia. He pointed to the marine steel plates on the stand and asked in Malay, "Corrosion resistance."

But after asking the question, fearing they wouldn't understand, he repeated it in English.

No one understood, and they all looked at the first snow.

Chu Xue gave everyone a reassuring look and stepped forward to reply, "We've conducted five thousand impact tests, and the integrity rate is 100%."

The customer raised an eyebrow, circled the booth several times, asked a few more questions, and then left without lingering.

(End of this chapter)