The Capital International Convention and Exhibition Center was located at the corner of the Third Ring Road in the northeast of the capital. The traffic there was very convenient. When Qin Guan got off the bus, he saw the bustling crowd there.
The exhibition hadn't started yet, so most of the people there were staff members from wine manufacturers. Qin Guan followed the notice and found their meeting place. The guys behind him were all staring at them.
In addition to the three girls who had trained with Qin Guan that day, the wine dealer had rented two more female models from a small modeling agency. The guys in the dormitory couldn't help drooling at the sight of the long legs in front of them.
The part-time staff sent the schedule of the exhibition to the models and gave each of them a few extra tickets.
Qin Guan gave the tickets to his roommates and said something to them. Then he followed the director to the exhibition hall.
It was still early, so the exhibition was not open to the public yet. The girls took their clothes from the director and went to the workshop to change. Qin Guan was the only one. When he came out, the other girls were already in their places.
The director of the exhibition watched him walk out of the fitting room and walk to the stage in his formal suit. He looked like a noble from Europe. He was elegant to the fullest.
The director waved at Qin Guan and led him to the wine cabinet in the center of the exhibition hall. There was a round chair, a row of wooden wine racks and several goblets, which made it look like a bourgeois tasting wine.
A few female attendants were in charge of carrying trays of wine. On top of the trays were a few delicate little glasses. When the exhibition started, they would pour the red wine into them.
He placed the wine label on his chest, arms, and thighs and casually walked along the aisle of the exhibition. Whenever he saw someone interested in the exhibition, he would go up and hand them a small glass. After tasting the wine, he would then lead them to his booth.
As the name suggested, the International Wine and Spirits Exhibition also included other kinds of wine. How to attract distributors and agents from all over the world depended on each booth's ability.
At 9: 00 am, the exhibition started on time. Exhibitors from all over the world were waiting.
After passing through the rotating ticketing point at the gate of the exhibition and the square of the exhibition, the central exhibition hall of the national exhibition was opened in the middle. As dealers and agents from all over the world entered, a silent war began.
The bright lights, the colorful background, the transparent wine glasses, all kinds of wine labels, and the etiquette of walking back and forth, accompanied by either elegant or unrestrained music, were dazzling.
Bateau's sales staff were on standby. They were holding a thick stack of promotional leaflets and distributing them to every customer who might be interested. Five female etiquette attendants pasted small sailboats on their thighs, held wine trays, and walked towards the exhibition aisles in their slim high heels.
His roommates walked up to his booth and pretended to show concern for him. "Let's have lunch together." Then they ran away.
Qin Guan pulled the collar of his shirt to make himself more comfortable. The display lamp shone on the wine cabinet. It looked nice, but it was really hot.
Qin Guan looked at the standard three-piece suit he was wearing and then at the female etiquette attendants' cheongsams. He could only sigh, resigned to his fate.
At 9: 30 am, more and more people came to the exhibition. Many agents stopped in front of the brands they were interested in.
If they felt good about the brand and wanted to go further, they would sit down and talk with the sales staff of the brand in detail.
Bateau's booth was in a good position, so it attracted the attention of many wine distributors.
Many distributors and agents saw such a scene when they arrived at Bateau's booth. A young man in a grayish-black suit was leaning lazily on the wine tasting table in the center of the booth.
Bottles of red wine were placed on the brown wooden wine racks. The light refracted by the crystal glasses formed halos on the young man's body, making the scene more mysterious and elegant.
Seeing that there were a lot of people watching, Qin Guan put on an elegant expression and made a gesture of "please" to everyone.
Everyone turned their eyes to the reception desk of the sales staff. He thought to himself, 'This wine is really extravagant, where did they invite this noble young master from??' Is he a VIP who often drinks with us? Is he a VIP who often drinks with us? "
If Qin Guan knew what the distributors were thinking, he would have told them loudly, "You think too much! This is just a part-time job that only pays 100 yuan a day! "
The sales staff was very excited. The agents were also very satisfied. The quality of the wine made them feel more at ease.
After the initial contact, many distributors went to Qin Guan's wine cabinet and had a sip with him before they left.
Qin Guan activated his "Retentive Memory" skill and used the wine tasting process meticulously.
When the agents saw Qin Guan's smooth wine tasting process, they were even more certain of their speculation. They were even more confident about the wine business.
In one morning, four or five agents from all over the country had reached preliminary agreements with Bateau. The sales staff was so happy that their faces turned red. Every salesman who passed by the booth would pat Qin Guan on the shoulder.
Qin Guan didn't feel anything. He just felt hot and sweaty all over. He decided to persuade the director to let him take off his coat.
The director thought about it for a while and patted Qin Guan on the shoulder encouragingly. "Okay, but can you hold on for the whole morning? You know, most of the customers are agents from all over the country. Your formal GIVENCHY suit vividly and vividly reflects our product concept. Just hold on for a while. "
Qin Guan understood. Fortunately, it was only a short time before the end of the morning, so he could hold on for a while.
Bateau's booth had a good performance that morning. At 11: 40, they took turns to rest. Qin Guan turned down his assistant's order and went out for lunch with his roommates.
Wang Lei finished his morning job early and waited for them outside the exhibition hall. After the few of them met up, they put their arms around each other's shoulders and planned to have a good meal at the Holon Bar across from Guo Zhan.
Why do we use the word 'meal' here? Hallunga is a pizza buffet. Of course, it's a kind of buffet with good quality and low prices.
For the students, the technique of eating Brother Lun was to hold onto the wall while entering and exiting the restaurant. Holding the wall to enter meant that they had to starve for several meals before eating. Then they had to walk in when their legs were weak. Holding the wall to exit meant that they had to walk out.
Qin Guan took off his suit jacket and hung it on a hanger in the lounge. Then he went to have lunch in his shirt and vest. It would be too eye-catching if he walked out in that suit.
To celebrate the success of his part-time job, Qin Guan announced that the meal would be on him. Those people didn't stand on ceremony and went upstairs first. Qin Guan paid 168 yuan for the meal, which was 28 yuan per person on average. It was really cheap.
When Qin Guan handed the receipt to the waiter upstairs, his roommates had already started to get their own food.
Sitting at the table, Qin Guan saw the scene. Several people were trying to put food on their plates with iron tongs.
When they put their plates on the table, Qin Guan craned his neck to take a look. There were Orleans BBQ wings, chicken thighs, barbecued pork, and garlic ribs.
Qin Guan asked them calmly, "Can you get some vegetarian food?" They looked at Qin Guan in surprise, "Can vegetarian food be eaten?"
Qin Guan pursed his lips. It's not the era of healthy food yet. He had to get some side dishes and a drink.
When he returned to the table, the chicken wings that had been piled up like a mountain had turned into a pile of chicken bones in an instant. Qin Guan picked up a slice of pizza and ate it. The second round of chicken wings was on the table.
Qin Guan looked around and saw that the waiter's face had turned black. He was almost foaming at the mouth. He could only smile at them. When he turned around again, his roommates had taken a pack of beer and were eating and drinking by themselves for the third round.
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