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The acting is so exaggerated that it makes the corners of Yang Qingheng's mouth twitch, but it doesn't matter, as long as it works.

She smiled slightly and said politely, "I bought this at the very back of the exhibition. If you like it, you can go and have a look."

The two sang together, and when they heard the word "baobao", a group of people in front of Qiao Xihe's booth subconsciously looked over.

However, after just one glance, I couldn't look away.

Seeing this, Qiao Xihe panicked and made her voice louder. However, no matter how hard she tried, everyone lost interest in her introduction and stared closely at Yang Qingheng.

"What's the tattoo on your bag? Is it a dove? It's so beautiful." A woman dressed in an elite suit and leather shoes exclaimed and strode over.

Yang Qingheng held up the bag for her to touch, smiled confidently, and her fluent English had a calming charm: "This is not tattooed or printed. This is a traditional craft of our country called embroidery. This beautiful animal is called a crane, which is a symbol of good luck in our country and is said to bring good luck and happiness to people."

"It's amazing. Can you take me to see the booth you just mentioned?" The woman's eyes lit up when she heard her say that, and she was obviously very interested.

Yang Qingheng nodded and led her towards his booth.

Others followed, and within a short minute, her booth was empty.

Qiao Xihe's face was pale. For a moment, he didn't know whether he was more panicked or angry. His vicious eyes were like a poisonous snake lying dormant in the middle of the night, staring at Yang Qingheng.

Yang Qingheng was naturally aware of the intense eyes behind him that seemed to be murderous. He turned around and raised his eyebrows slightly, with a provocative look that almost made Qiao Xihe faint from anger.

Bitch! Bitch!

In just a few minutes, Yang Qingheng's booth was full of people, and several other food booths that had been deserted like them before were also very lively.

"Oh, my god, I like this, Miss Yang, can I take it away?" The blond woman couldn't help it when she saw the bag on Yang Qingheng's booth. If it weren't for the glass barrier, Yang Qingheng would not have any doubts. She'll want to get in there and take a look.

At this moment, she was holding a peony-style bag and couldn't put it down, looking at Yang Qingheng with bright eyes.

"Sorry, madam, the bags in our booth today are all for the exhibition. They are all unique and for other tourists to see. If you like it, please give me an address and I can mail one to you for free." Yang Qingheng Smiling like a spring breeze, even rejection will not make people feel uncomfortable.

What's more, the mentality of being able to stand in the position of a woman cannot be so fragile that she cannot accept even a small rejection.

Sure enough, although the woman showed a pity expression, she became more interested in the next second: "Your company? Is it in this city? Your brand is really the most unique brand I have ever seen. Can I visit your company?" ?”

She made the right bet.

Hearing the word "characteristic", Yang Qingheng's eyes overflowed with a subtle smile.

She couldn't hire a designer like Shen Rong, so she had to find one from elsewhere.

They live abroad and are so many years ahead of them in bag production and design. They have never seen any outstanding works. If Yang Qingheng must achieve an eye-catching effect, she can't think of anything else except traditional craftsmanship.

I have to say that the aesthetics of our ancestors is absolutely beautiful, and thousands of years of development are not in vain.

Yang Qingheng became more confident: "If you are interested, of course, can you give me your contact information?"

The woman was happy, took out a business card from her bag, and pulled Yang Qingheng to insist on introducing some other styles to her.

Yang Qingheng nodded and said yes. The moment she saw the business card in her hand clearly, her pupils suddenly shrank and quickly returned to normal.

"Ms. Yang, your English is so fluent, have you ever studied abroad?" Evelin exclaimed.

She didn't understand Chinese, so when she came in, she always found it difficult to listen to the half-hearted translations at the stalls. The reason why she stayed at Qiao Xihe's stall for so long just now was because Qiao Xihe's bags were pretty good and she agreed with her request, so there were more Be patient, but because Qiao Xihe's English is fluent, she feels comfortable listening to it.

Unexpectedly, Yang Qingheng spoke English so well, and his intonation always had an indescribable charm. Evelin couldn't describe the complicated feeling, so she could only chalk it up to an oriental charm.

She had accidentally seen a Chinese movie before, and the girl in it also spoke in such a tone, which made people inexplicably fond of her.

"No, if there is a chance, I would like to see it." Yang Qingheng shook his head, with a hint of expectation in his eyes at the right time.

As expected, Evelin was delighted by Yang Qingheng's expectation, and began to talk endlessly about her country. The two of them talked more and more happily, and in the end, when she looked at Yang Qingheng's eyes, there was no trace of the indifference she had just before, it was like a spring breeze.

As everyone knows, all this is Yang Qingheng's conspiracy.

Abroad? She has even seen foreign countries in later generations. How could she be so interested in foreign countries in the 1980s?

When the manager saw people coming to the booth, he hurriedly returned with his bag and a few employees, and enthusiastically introduced his products to a group of customers.

I have to say that Yang Qingheng is very thoughtful in arranging personnel. She personally conducted the agreed training for them a few months ago. Several of them speak fluently and have first-class understanding of the fashion industry. They have successfully retained the people who came with Yang Qingheng. For most of the time, even other people who were not interested in bags at all were attracted to it.

This booth in the corner has successfully become the busiest and most popular booth in the exhibition hall because of the efforts of Yang Qingheng and them. Several leaders nodded repeatedly, patted Tang Bainian on the shoulder, and praised him: "Mrs. It’s amazing how capable she is, I don’t think there are many people in this exhibition hall who can match her.”

Yang Qingheng is naturally the best.

Tang Bainian felt indescribable pride in his heart. Looking in the direction of Yang Qingheng, his eyes were so gentle that they overflowed with water. But on his face, he said humbly: "If Qingheng knew that the leader praised her so much, he would definitely show off to me every day."

When the leader heard this, he became more fond of Yang Qingheng and laughed.

"Xiao Tang has such a good taste. My Xiao Xu is about to reach the age of having a girlfriend. You must introduce him well when you have time. You must follow your standards of Comrade Xiao Yang." The old leader next to him took a picture. He patted Tang Bainian on the shoulder and teased.

"You old man, you have a beautiful idea." Another leader pointed at Tang Bainian's old leader in a funny way.

However, one wave after another happened, and Yang Qingheng had just attracted investors. Qiao Xihe and Mayor Zhou hurried over, and without saying a word, they started to move Yang Qingheng's things.

"What are you doing?" Yang Qingheng frowned, strode over and blocked the booth, and forcibly separated several security personnel.

Qiao Xihe snorted: "We just received a report that there is an extra booth here for no reason, and it's yours."

"Yes, originally there were one hundred and twenty booths in our exhibition hall, and you were inexplicably extra. Although I don't know how you got in, but it seems that you were just showing off and did not affect the order of the exhibition hall. "Excuse me, you move out immediately and I can forget the blame." Mayor Zhou agreed, pretending to be dignified and upright.

Seeing these two troublemakers, Yang Qingheng almost laughed angrily. On such an occasion, they actually dared to do such a little trick.

He reached out and took out his invitation letter: "The name of my company is clearly written on it. How could it be wrong? Mayor Zhou, you must be too busy and remembered it wrongly." He gave him a step down and avoided the foreign media's nonsense. Making things up has the opportunity to discredit them.

Unexpectedly, Mayor Zhou wanted to please Qiao Xihe so much that he was unwilling to climb up the stairs. He demanded forcefully: "I will verify the authenticity of this invitation letter later. The top priority is to use your extra booth first." Undo.”

Qiao Xihe felt extremely satisfied and proud when he saw that the people who were interested in Yang Qingheng's stall were hesitant and talking about it.

Her bag can't go out of the country, and Yang Qingheng, a bitch, can't even think about it!