Chapter 201: Can you tell me if I ask?

The proposal of going to the mountains to fish, picnic, or even hunt seems really good.

Especially since hunting hasn't been banned yet.

Qin Hengzhi glanced at Lu Qiao and continued slowly, "There is a stream in the place I mentioned, and a jeep can drive in. There are many fish in the water, so we can grill and stew fish on the spot. We can also hunt; the pheasants and rabbits in this season are very fat, and the mushrooms in the mountains have also come out.

My comrade Li Jianguo retired from the cooking squad and is now a chef in the city cafeteria. His skill in grilling fish is unique, and his stewed chicken with mushrooms is also his signature dish!"

Lu Qiao was shamefully tempted, feeling like her saliva was about to flow out.

Need to say more? She definitely agreed.

However, if the weather doesn't cooperate, it won't be interesting.

Thus, Lu Qiao came to the window and told those little things in her heart to hurry to Red Star Lake and ask the old turtle if there would be rain tomorrow.

Qin Hengzhi turned to look at her, and Lu Qiao smiled at him, but said nothing.

Just as Qin Hengzhi was puzzled, two birds flew away from the big elm tree opposite, and a tabby cat jumped down.

They were really fast, as fast as a bolt of lightning.

Qin Hengzhi suddenly realized.

So that's it!

It's just that he doesn't know who in Red Star Lake predicts the weather more accurately.

Could it be that old turtle?

However, he had only seen it once.

Lu Qiao leaned on the windowsill and asked Qin Hengzhi with a smile, "You are really interesting. You know I must have done something, but you can hold your breath and not ask."

Qin Hengzhi's eyes darkened, "Can you tell me if I ask?"

Lu Qiao thought seriously and replied, "I don't know about the future, but I can't now."

Qin Hengzhi was not sad or disappointed; instead, a surge of unspeakable emotion welled up in his heart.

The girl he likes finally said the two words "in the future," and only he knows what that means.

And at the same time, the first conference room of the Beijing Economic and Trade Committee.

A group of people were talking here, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

The old director spoke first, "Calling old partners here today is not for debate or making decisions, but just to chat and talk, and also to discuss the fact that the exhibition held in Jiangcheng completed the task ahead of schedule in one day..."

Zhao Lao picked up the enamel mug and took a sip of water before saying, "The exhibition turnover was something I didn't expect. Nearly 10 million in sales; our comrades' purchasing power is really very high."

Zhou Dachuan frowned, "A men's trench coat is 75 yuan, which is a level-7 worker's monthly salary, and an ordinary worker's three-month salary. The cheapest gauze scarf is also between 5 and 10 yuan. Calculated this way, can the sales be low? And we gave the other side too many concessions; this is simply giving money away."

Li Lao smiled, "Old Zhou, this account can't be calculated this way. You can't just look at what people got; you also have to look at what the other side paid. Grain, electronic components, machine tools, including that set of instant noodle production lines—all these must be taken into account."

The old director nodded, "We are now trying every means to exchange for foreign exchange, just to buy the things we need. Now we only provided the venue and got such a generous return, which can be said to be a win-win. And when in Rome, do as the Romans do; the style of the clothing also fully conforms to the style of our workers and cadres. The whole exhibition didn't have a single problem, and the response from all sides was very good. Actually, the Jiangcheng trade group should be credited for this."

This is correct, and everyone nodded one after another.

Old Wu said, "Is the price too high? A gauze scarf costs 5 yuan, and our cadres and workers are the main force of purchasing. Of course, I'm not saying not to let the common people buy, but will it stir up people's hearts? After all, we still have so many peasant brothers and sisters. If they are not included this time, will it make them feel unfair?"

"It's just an exhibition; it doesn't reach the point of stirring up people's hearts or unfairness. After a while, no one will talk about it naturally."

Ma Weiguo, "Should we set up a pilot project and open Hong Kong goods counters in several cities? Taxes can be subsidized to the Textile Research Institute to study new fabrics or help clothing factories develop new products. And it can also face the broad masses of the people."

Speaking of which, our textiles are still scarce materials; otherwise, Hong Kong merchants wouldn't have returned fully loaded.

Not to mention, this is actually a good idea.

The old director smiled, "It's just casual chatting. Actually, I think we still need to ask for the views of the Jiangcheng trade group. They have experience and are also the most qualified to speak."

Old Zhou nodded, "Well said. No matter what, this batch of grain has greatly alleviated the losses caused by disasters in some of our regions."

The old director, "After the supplies arrive, we must also ask for the views of the Jiangcheng trade group before distributing them."

Old Wu turned to Ma Weiguo and said, "Qin Lao said he wants to come when distributing supplies."

The old director laughed out loud, "Lu Qiao is Hengzhi's partner; Qin Lao is afraid the little girl will suffer."

"Qin Lao seems very satisfied. It is said that Factory Director Hao and Secretary He introduced them. The organization's introduction is indeed reliable."

Old Wu didn't argue hard either; he was just expressing his opinion, not reaching any height.

He said, "My second daughter doesn't have a partner yet. If any of you have a suitable one, remember to introduce one."

"How about my second son?" Ma Weiguo asked busily.

"Forget it, my son runs faster than a rabbit when he sees my daughter!"

"He has to run; if he gets caught, he'll get beaten!"

"That's also because your son has a bad mouth!"

Everyone laughed out loud again.

The old director also laughed. It wasn't an official meeting anyway, just to understand everyone's thoughts.

It seems the acceptance level is quite good.

At this time, Lu Qiao didn't know about this scene. She saw the gray pigeon fly back first and tell her: 【The old turtle said, there will be no rain within three days; the sky is high and the clouds are light, suitable for traveling.】

Lu Qiao looked at Qin Hengzhi.

Qin Hengzhi asked her softly, "I've said so much, what do you think?"

Lu Qiao nodded immediately, "Okay, no problem!"

Qin Hengzhi smiled, then said softly, "You only need to bring what you use; don't worry about the rest."

Lu Qiao likes to look at Qin Hengzhi's face, and she also likes to hear him talk.

When her liking permeated her peach-blossom eyes, Qin Hengzhi only felt his heart being bumped again and again.

But just at this moment, the tabby cat, which was only a few seconds later than the gray pigeon, jumped up like a small cannonball and stood on the windowsill, rushing in.

Fortunately, Qin Hengzhi was quick-eyed and fast-handed, opened the screen window, and let Huahua in.

Otherwise, it would either break the screen window or be knocked away by the screen window.

However, it also knocked away the romantic atmosphere just now.

It threw itself into Lu Qiao's arms and acted like a spoiled child: 【I want to go too, I want to go too, no, no, I just want to go!】

Lu Qiao was speechless. Who did it learn this from?

It seemed that because it couldn't express its thoughts, the tabby cat jumped onto Qin Hengzhi's desk and started rolling around.

Listening in Qin Hengzhi's ears, for some reason, he actually had the illusion of a brat acting like a spoiled child! ===== CHAPTER 202 =====

Hearing this in Qin Hengzhi's ears, for some reason, he actually had the illusion that a spoiled brat was being unreasonable!