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The exhibition was held for three days, more than 3,000 people were received, and 10,000 copies of various promotional materials were distributed.

Excellent results in the first stage.

Then they moved to the seventh floor of the Regent Hotel, each with a room of about 20 square meters. Here they will receive visitors from behind.

The space becomes larger, and the room for display increases.

First of all, I threw away the laptop and rented a large-size TV to play promotional videos. The floor is carpeted, photos are pasted on the wall, and models of some venues are placed on the table.

The set of tea utensils came in handy, and I made a sofa to cook tea on the spot. The two girls are also given occasional rest. They have to stand for an average of 10 hours a day.

Finally, hang two lanterns at the door, and the Chinese Hut is completed.

Due to the performance in the first stage, the other four knew that there was a tall and handsome Chinese man who was not easy to mess with, so they didn't come to find fault again. And the Chinese House will be open until October 1st, and Mr. Xu can't stay with him for that long. He only needs to wait for tens of thousands of signatures to be signed before applying to return to China.

On the 15th, the opening ceremony of the Sydney Olympic Games.

Soon the first gold medal was born, the Americans won the women's air rifle competition, the silver medal of South Korea, and the bronze medal of China. But immediately on the 17th, Tao Luna, who participated in the Olympics for the first time, scored the first gold medal of the Chinese team.

Last year in Atlanta, China won 16 gold medals, ranking fourth.

This session is 28 yuan, ranking third.

The next session will be in Athens, with 32 yuan ranking second.

In 2008, Explosive took 51 yuan, which is unprecedented.

The following London and Rio de Janeiro did not have such good results. Then there is the 2020 Tokyo Olympics, huh? ? ?

...

18th, afternoon.

In the hotel room, the leaders of the delegation held a small meeting.

Before we set off, we set three standards: more pictures, more features, and more promotional materials. The comrades in charge of setting up the exhibition have done a good job. In the past few days, people have been giving me feedback, saying that your exhibition is too good. How about, there is a sofa and tea to drink...

Oops, humanizing!

The comrades laughed lightly, and Mr. He Zhenliang answered: Don't underestimate it, Westerners attach great importance to these things. The environmental protection cloth bag made by Xiao Xu is simply ingenious.

People say that snakes hit seven inches, and this cloth bag hits their seven inches exactly.

Yeah, when talking about international thinking in China, I'm always at a loss. After a few days, I felt that the way of thinking of foreigners is really different from ours.

We were second to last in the last round of ratings, and many comrades are under pressure. In fact, it doesn't matter, it's not too late to make up for it.

Domestic comrades have already contacted experts in Atlanta and Seoul, and we have also found relevant personnel in Sydney. They will gather in the capital and analyze our last round of reports one by one to see where the scores are high and where the scores are low.

The image ambassadors also approved. The first one is Cheng Long, who is in communication with director Zhang Yimou, and hurry up to shoot some promotional videos.

The leader clapped his hands and said: Okay, the athletes have already entered the field, and we can't lose off the field. We will hold a dinner tonight to entertain relevant people from various countries. Everyone go.

China has two teams this time: the Olympic delegation and the Olympic bid delegation.

The tasks are of course different, one publicly and one privately. When we talk about entertaining, we mean building a good relationship and interpersonal communication with people from all parties.

Not at the Regent Hotel, but somewhere else.

Ma Xiaofang and Lu Wuyun grew up quickly, Xu Fei intentionally made them look good, carefully put on makeup, and the costumes sponsored by Elaine were like participating in a film festival.

Generous and decent, fluent in spoken English, won a lot of impression points at the dinner.

At about 9 o'clock at the end, the leader of the delegation stood at the door and sent the guests to the car one by one.

The two girls laughed so hard that their faces ached, and they rubbed their faces while recollecting: Oh, the Australian lobster is so delicious, I've never seen such a big lobster.

Yeah, their crayfish are delicious too!

I heard that they have a lot of rabbits. I want to try rabbit meat, but there is none.

People don't eat rabbits, they are so cute.

It's not that I don't eat it, it's that I can't eat it. How many people does Australia have? It's not as good as rabbit breeding...

Xu Fei suddenly paused and raised his chin: Hey, what does that man do?

A few people took a look, and at some point on the other side of the road, there were four or five people gathered, looking here furtively, with something in their arms.

After a while, two more came.

As if they had been prepared for a long time, when the number of guests here was the largest, they suddenly threw things together, which turned out to be banners and placards. It says:

Dirty Beijing! Smog Olympic!

Air pollution—Made in China!

No one in Beijing!

As soon as the banner was raised, I didn't understand it at first, and I was a little confused. After understanding the above meaning, the delegation was filled with righteous indignation.

And when those people saw them looking over, they yelled loudly, obviously deliberately provoking.

...

The delegation suppressed their anger and continued to see off the guests: I made you laugh, go slowly.

This thing is so common in the West, you can tell what it does at a glance. Some people were wise enough to protect themselves by not expressing their opinions, or even leaving in a hurry.

Someone kindly reminded: Don't conflict.

Thank you for your kindness, go slowly!

When all the guests are gone, only the delegation will be left here.

The group of people became more and more unscrupulous. One guy pretended to be coughing violently, and suddenly fainted on the ground. His companions hurriedly gave artificial respiration, and the rest laughed.

Grass!

Li Wei rolled up his sleeves and was about to start, Xu Fei hurriedly stopped him: Don't be impulsive, you will be fooled if you are impulsive!

That's right, they did it on purpose. As long as we act a little too aggressively, we will be infinitely magnified and cause extremely adverse public opinion influence.

Get in the car first!

So Hulala got into the car, and those people actually followed behind, ridiculing endlessly.

It seems to disappear after a long time.

The atmosphere became gloomy, and one of them hung up the phone, saying sadly: The police said they have the right to express their opinions freely, and they did not commit any offensive behavior, so it cannot be accepted.

grass!

Ratchet of the same feather!

Oh shit!

It is one thing to look at materials in China, but another thing to witness it with your own eyes.

Xu Fei was also eye-opening. It turned out that this is the legendary Western XX force!

When I got back to the hotel, I held an emergency meeting again, repeatedly emphasizing: Be sure, there must be no conflicts!

...

Followed by the second day, the third day.

Those people lingered like stinking maggots, and even followed the delegation, pulling up banners outside the venue and the hotel. There are never many people, small teams of three or four, four or five, flexible and free.

The words are sharp, vicious, always trying to provoke everyone.

Some Western media were overjoyed and commented one after another:

It is impossible for the capital to win! Their system and way of thinking will definitely make mistakes!

They're about to fall into a passive position and be defeated!

The whole world is waiting for the Chinese to make mistakes!

On the fourth day, amidst the gloomy clouds, Mr. Xu came to Chinatown.

Outside Boss Cao's restaurant, there was a small booth with three tables covered with red silk. There is a sign next to it: Beijing's 2008 Olympic bid for tens of thousands of signatures!

With the influence of the two major sponsors, an athlete is invited to cheer on the spot every day.

Today is the second generation of the Nvping Demon King, Wang Nan.

Sitting on a chair with a northeast accent, he greeted passers-by in a very familiar way: Sister, sign your autograph and support the Olympic bid!

Yo, are you Wang Nan?

The curly-headed elder sister spoke with a southern accent, and excitedly came over to talk to her: Why are you here?

We are holding a signature event, you rest your feet and drink some water, and there are gifts.

Okay, I'll sign one...Hey, can I have your autograph?

Okay, all of them!

The red silk was already full, so the eldest sister found a blank space and signed it with a black pen. The staff handed her a bottle of Nongfu Spring and an Olympic bid cultural shirt.

Teacher Xu has been selling cultural shirts since the 1980s, and has been selling them in the new century.

At this moment, he is sitting in the restaurant.

Boss Cao poured a cup of tea and asked, The news is not very good recently, is it okay?

Oh, it's just a bunch of people looking for faults.

They will do this. The local Chinese are often bullied. It is not easy for foreigners. I think when I first came here...

Boss Cao wanted to tell a story again, but was interrupted by Xu Fei, Have you been here for a long time?

long time.

Can you call some people?

What's the meaning?

It's not a fight.

Seeing that he was nervous, Xu Fei smiled and said, We can't come forward and take action on this kind of thing, because it will cause political impact. But you are different, you are a 'spontaneous behavior of the people'.

I need some support from someone.

Of course, it's a small thing not to let you do it for nothing.

Then he took out a thick paper bag and pushed it over.

Boss Cao couldn't help touching it, the amount was enough to make his heart beat.

He took a sip of tea, paused, took another sip, and sighed: Mr. Xu, I came here when I was twenty years old, and I have worked so hard to save such a restaurant for half my life.

Seeing that there are more and more compatriots, some came from the 80s, 90s, and last year.

Studying, making money, getting married, living a good life, no matter what the reason is, since you come out, you may feel that the country is not very good.

Me too, when I come out, the country will be poorer.

In a blink of an eye, I have been here for decades, and I have grandchildren. China is a strange country to him, and Chinese seems to be a foreign language. I can't control it, and I can't talk about regretting it. After all, this place is indeed rich, and the conditions are good.

But when a person gets old, some things are always in his mind, thinking over and over again.

I still can’t get used to hamburgers and fries, I eat boat porridge, wear cloth shoes, and listen to Cantonese opera...the same as me, there are many more on this street...

Boss Cao pushed back the paper bag, This kind of thing, take it back.

…………

Another morning.

Jiang Chao woke up from his sleep, listless and didn't have a good rest at all.

Physical fatigue and greater mental stress. Especially in the past few days, I was harassed by a group of maggots, holding my breath and unable to let go, it all became an internal fire.

The Chinese Hut was displayed as usual, and the flow of people was still high. It's just that some are normal, and some are unavoidable gloating, after all, they are all reading newspapers.

He was not in the mood to go there, and today he was going to visit a venue in Sydney with the delegation. Then hold an exchange meeting to learn from the learning experience.

Wow, boom!

The running water was cool, Jiang Chao wiped his face, and opened the window casually.

The morning wind blows on the face, with a hint of coolness, and the mind becomes clearer. But in the next second, he cursed: Malle Gobi!

I saw those guys reappeared across the road. They seemed to be divided into groups and closely followed the delegation's actions. This group stayed in the hotel.

According to an official of the International Olympic Committee: I have received several emails, all of which are against the Beijing Olympic bid.

And a reminder: this situation may continue, especially from the end of the year to the sprint stage of next year, those people will intensify and become unscrupulous!

...

Jiang Chao was aiming upstairs with a camera. If he threw it, he would definitely smash the grandson's head—but he couldn't throw it.

Taking a few deep breaths, just as he was about to go out to work, he stamped his feet and hurriedly grabbed the window.

Suddenly, from the other side of the street, about 20 to 30 people came, all in neat t-shirts, with Olympic bid slogans, the Temple of Heaven, the Great Wall, and the emblem printed on their chests...

Jiang Chao went beyond professional instinct and quickly set up the camera:

These people were all old, and some of them were full of hair, but they strode forward and pushed them aside unceremoniously, occupying the center position.

The two held something, raised it high, and swiped it.

It was a ten-meter-long red silk, densely packed, large and small, with all-too-familiar square characters.

Another shorter one, printed:

Sydney Chinese support Beijing's 2008 Olympic bid, tens of thousands of signatures!

Buzz buzz!

It was working hours, almost the whole building was seen, and commotion broke out.

When Ma Xiaofang, Lu Wuyun and others heard the news, they also hurriedly opened the window. The conspicuous red silk fluttered like a red flag in the morning wind.

Several members of the delegation went downstairs first, and they were even more stunned when they saw it.

The other party made a little identification and recognized that they were compatriots. Someone yelled:

Come on!

Immediately afterwards, one after another:

Come on!

Come on, Beijing!

Go China!

In an instant, the delegation, which was fighting alone in a foreign land and was ridiculed by the Western media and could not fight back, finally felt the strength to move forward at this moment.

Thank you! Thank you everyone!

Thank you fellow countrymen!

They still couldn't do much to show, they just stood at the door arching their hands, bowed, and continued with their work.

come on!

Go China!

See you in Beijing in 2008!

Jiang Chao's lens has long been blurred.