That year the flowers bloomed 1981

Chapter 891 It's OK, He Saw Us
When Minister Inoue saw Ma Zhaoxian walking towards him with big strides, he was stunned for a moment.

But he was an old fox who had practiced for many years. He was stunned for only half a second, and then his face was full of smiles. He also bowed deeply to Ma Zhaoxian.

"Hello Mr. Ma, I really didn't expect to meet you here. Are you here to eat Chinese food?"

"Of course not. We are unfamiliar with Tokyo. We followed your people to eat in the past few days. These two days, we have no choice but to eat in restaurants in our hometown.

But shouldn't the guests from the Lighthouse be eating steak? Why are they eating Chinese food as well?"

Minister Inoue's smile froze, and he bowed even lower at a 60-degree angle: "I'm really sorry, I neglected you all, it was really rude."

No matter how much Inoue looks down on mainlanders, Ma Zhaoxian is also the project introducer confirmed by the higher-ups. How will you, a small minister, dare to play double-standard treatment if your competitors report this to you?

After Liu Muhan translated Minister Inoue's words, Ma Zhaoxian said generously: "Hey, what's so rude about this? Isn't it normal that you are too busy to handle the two guests by yourself?"

"Haha, I am indeed a bit busy. Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Ma. Please wait a moment, just a moment."

Minister Inoue bowed repeatedly to Ma Zhaoxian, then returned to the lighthouse keepers and muttered to himself for a while, then ran back again.

"Mr. Ma, if you don't mind, you can dine with the guests from the Lighthouse today. We are all in the same industry, and I think we will have some common topics to discuss."

"Oh, that's great. I have to thank Minister Inoue for this. Thank you, thank you."

Ma Zhaoxian generously forgave Minister Inoue's rudeness and gave him a five-star rating.

Then everyone went into the restaurant together, chose a large room, introduced themselves to each other, and started tentatively chatting with each other.

"This is Mr. Charles from the Lighthouse Mitsubishi Factory, and this is Mr. Ma from the Zhonghua Jingcheng Light Vehicle Company."

"Hello~"

"Nice to meet you~"

"What types of vehicles does your company produce? We produce light trucks and advanced diesel engines."

The mainlanders at this time felt very curious about the lighthouse people, and the lighthouse people were also very interested in the mainlanders. So even though they did not speak the same language, with the help of the translator, they were able to have a magically "friendly" conversation.

Just because Liu Muhan’s colleague Xiao Hu only knew Japanese, Li Ye was pulled up reluctantly to help everyone translate with Liu Muhan.

But after translating for a while, he became the protagonist of the awkward conversation.

Because among all the mainlanders present, only Li Ye understood the current development level of the world's mainstream automobile manufacturers.

You can't let Ma Zhao talk to Charles about the performance characteristics of 130 first, right?
"Mr. Li, can your flower-growing family now produce world-class cars?"

"Of course, Volkswagen of West Germany has entered the mainland for three years, and its new B-class sedan has begun mass production. In addition, Audi has also begun to develop in-depth cooperation with us and will start building a factory next year at the latest."

"By the way, Cherokee is also a project of your Lighthouse, right? It has also started mass production."

"Has Volkswagen entered the flower-growing family?"

After hearing what Li Ye said, Charles suddenly became serious.

Nowadays, information exchange between the East and the West is very inconvenient, and he didn't even know that the West Germans had entered the mainland.

Charles certainly understood how big the market was for flower growers. As long as he polished this kind of news and reported it to his superiors, it would be a very good result.

"Ludwig, Ludwig?"

Charles turned around and called out to a companion, then asked in a gibberish, "Do you know about Volkswagen's investment in the mainland of the Flower Growers?"

Ludwig nodded slowly. "Yes, we started cooperating when I left three years ago. I once wrote a report to the company's top management, but they didn't respond at all."

"Oh~, you are a technician, you shouldn't write this kind of report, those masters don't even read your report"

Charles shook his head in regret, not knowing whether he regretted that Ludwig had snatched his report or that the company did not pay attention to the flower-growing market.

However, Li Ye became interested in Ludwig.

Because this guy was obviously "unsociable", he was implicitly isolated by several other colleagues after entering the restaurant. If Charles hadn't called his name, no one would have noticed him.

So during the dinner that followed, Li Ye chatted with Ludwig for a while and learned that he was an immigrant from West Germany who had been working in the United States for three years, doing technical work in the company.

But the other party was very tight-lipped. When Li Ye wanted to ask some sensitive questions, the other party pretended to be dumb and said that he didn't understand Li Ye's English. [Fuck, you have a strong Bavarian accent, and you can't understand my London accent? Chatting with you Germans is really boring. ]

After the dishes were served, the people at the Lighthouse basically stopped talking and just ate the delicious Chinese food with relish.

However, Xiao Jingang and others were quite critical: "What the hell is this? Is it sour or sweet? Is it a lie?"

"That's right. They use the name of our Chinese food, but the food they make is nothing like what we eat. Isn't this destroying the reputation of our Chinese food?"

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"Stop talking. People are treating us to a meal. Don't be picky. Don't you see that everyone else is enjoying their meal?"

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In fact, people like Xiao Jingang don’t understand that the Japanese have a very accurate grasp of the customers’ psychology. Just look at the diners in this restaurant, which are basically white Westerners, and you will understand why they “improved” Chinese food to have this flavor.

The food cultures of the East and the West are very different. Unless you live in the other country for a long time, it is difficult to completely change course in a short period of time.

Later, food bloggers tried it overseas and found that authentic Chinese food could not instantly capture the stomachs of Westerners. After eating it for a few meals, people would still choose the rough way of eating mashed potatoes with salt.

Only after living in the mainland for a long time and adapting to the local climate and environment can you taste the difference in spiciness between Sichuan cuisine and Hunan cuisine.

The taste differences in Chinese food are so subtle that it is very technically difficult to expect a group of people who only eat bread and jam for their main meals to become gourmets.

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"Mr. Ma, we have more shows to come, please get in the car."

"Any more programs? Forget it! Minister Inoue, please don't be so polite."

"You're welcome, you're welcome. It's my duty."

After the meal, Minister Inoue did not let Ma Zhaoxian, Li Ye and others leave, and insisted that they feel his "sincerity".

Ma Zhaoxian and others had no problem with this, they were just going out for an inspection! It was normal for the host to arrange some programs.

But when Minister Inoue took everyone to a street in Shibuya, Li Ye was dumbfounded.

[You, a little dwarf, actually used this to test the cadres? You are so vicious! ]

Li Ye quickly pulled Ma Zhaoxian, who was at the front, and whispered in his ear, "Deputy Manager Ma, I heard that the hot spring baths here are for both men and women."

Ma Zhaoxian was shocked: "What? No distinction between men and women? Then how about wearing clothes?"

Li Ye said helplessly: "I don't know, how about we go in and try?"

"Come on! If someone catches you by the hair, you'll never be able to turn things around."

Ma Zhaoxian quickly stopped everyone from entering, and asked Liu Muhan to explain to Inoue and others that he was too full and sleepy and wanted to go back to the hotel to sleep.

Minister Inoue repeatedly declined, but Ma Zhaoxian was very persistent and finally he had to arrange a car to take Li Ye and others back.

But when the car just started, Li Ye quickly patted Ma Zhaoxian on the shoulder.

"Deputy Manager Ma, look over there!"

"Which way? What are you looking at? Um. F*ck~"

A few dozen meters away, in front of a brothel, two people walked out with rosy faces.

It turned out to be Secretary Guo and Gu Jianqi, who went out to visit a friend yesterday and have not returned yet.

"Uncle Ma, would you like to stop the car?"

"No, he saw us."

Ma Zhaoxian looked outside for a few seconds and then turned his head back, but a hint of sneer and irony appeared on his face.

Li Ye was also wondering in his heart, was this matter just the personal hobby of Secretary Guo and others, or was it deliberately arranged by someone to find fault with them?

(End of this chapter)