nucmednet Chapter 114 Jiang Defu appears
Chapter 114 Jiang Defu appears
Guangzhou Hotel
American businessman Smith was once a soldier, but later chose to retire and become a businessman.
This time, he came to China, hoping to find some low-priced materials to purchase.
Today is the first day of the Canton Fair. Smith got up early and went to the hotel lobby after breakfast, ready to find a newspaper to read.
He picked up a comic book titled "Special Combat Team - Tai'an War" and found it was an English comic book. So he flipped through it with great interest.
As he read deeper, Smith became increasingly immersed in the book and began to fall into deep thought.
Although he had never personally participated in the Korean War, he was well aware of the powerful strength of the Chinese Army, which is recognized as one of the most outstanding armies in the world.
When he saw the fighting method depicted in the comic strip, his eyes lit up. Isn't this the prototype of modern special operations?
Smith thought that China already had its own special operations forces at that time.
Nowadays, there are even comics on related topics.
The more Smith thought about it, the more curious he became. He was eager to communicate with the cartoonist to get more information about China's military power, so he decided to go to the front desk to ask.
"Hello, ma'am, I'd like to know the author's information." Smith asked, holding a comic book in his hand.
"Hello sir, this author should be attending the Canton Fair. Do you want to purchase this comic book set?" Cheng Susu answered politely.
"Is the author here?" Smith was very surprised. He didn't expect that the person he was looking for was here.
"Yes, but he doesn't live here. If you need, I can ask him to visit you tonight or tomorrow."
"Really? That's great!" Smith said excitedly, "I'm very interested in this comic book. Let's meet tomorrow morning! I hope to discuss cooperation with the author."
Cheng Susu nodded, then took out a pen and paper and wrote down Smith's contact information.
Smith nodded with satisfaction, expressed his gratitude, and left the hotel to attend the Canton Fair.
On the way back to the hotel in the evening, Feng Nan told Jiang Weimin what happened in the afternoon.
Jiang Weimin is also very conflicted now. He really doesn't want to help design clothes for the First and Second Printing and Dyeing Factories because they are too arrogant.
But Jiang Weimin didn't want to waste this opportunity to promote comic books, and didn't want to cause too much trouble with the leaders of the Qingdao trade delegation.
Jiang Weimin was not a saint, and he was not able to think about the overall situation. He certainly did not want to help the First and Second Printing and Dyeing Factories. But he did not want Qingdao Publishing House to have a hard time in the trading group.
"President, I'll design a set of clothes for them tomorrow! Keep it simple. Our publishing house is too passive right now."
Hearing Jiang Weimin's words, Feng Nan affirmed Jiang Weimin's ideological awareness and felt relieved.
"Xiao Jiang, don't worry about it for now. President Song has already reported to his superiors. Wait for their response!"
"That's okay!"
As soon as I got back to the hotel, I received a call from Cheng Susu. She told Jiang Weimin that an American businessman named Smith wanted to purchase a batch of comic books. She asked Jiang Weimin to go over to talk tomorrow morning.
Jiang Weimin came to see the business and expressed his gratitude to Cheng Susu.
Early the next morning, Jiang Weimin arrived at the lobby of Guangzhou Hotel and first walked to the front desk.
"Comrade Cheng Susu, thank you for your help and recommendation. If we can sign the foreign exchange order this time, our publishing house will give your hotel another batch of comic books."
Jiang Weimin left his information at the front desk of every hotel so that interested foreign businessmen could contact him.
After a round of greetings between the two, Jiang Weimin finally waited for Smith to arrive.
"Hello, Mr. Smith! I am Jiang Weimin, the author of the Special Forces comics."
"Hello, Jiang, I didn't expect you can speak English."
"I learned this specifically to promote my comics."
"Jiang, your cartoons are very creative. How did you come up with the idea of drawing the special forces into a cartoon?"
"Mr. Smith also knows about the Special Forces?"
"Of course, I was a soldier before, but I'm retired now."
"Mr. Smith, I didn't expect you to be a soldier. I admire you. The cartoons I drew are based on my father's life experience, and then I drew him."
"Jiang, your father serves in the Chinese special forces."
“Mr. Smith, this involves regulations, I can’t tell you.
"Okay then! Jiang, I see that the special operations tactics system in your comics is already complete. Not only does it have a complete command system and clear firepower configuration, but it also has advanced combat gestures. However, I feel that it is still a little lacking."
Jiang Weimin smiled and said, "Mr. Smith, you are talking about the communication system! The special operations I portrayed took place during the Anti-Japanese War, when the communication system was still relatively old. And I also incorporated the use of the communication system into this comic."
"Jiang. It is indeed in your cartoon. I saw your cartoon. Your father seized a walkie-talkie and used it to deceive the Japanese flight command, causing them to bomb their own artillery positions. But that's not what I want to talk about."
Jiang Weimin just smiled and said, "Mr. Smith, this is just an ordinary comic book. I wonder how many copies you plan to purchase?"
Smith looked at Jiang Weimin meaningfully and asked, "Jiang, how much is this comic book?"
“$0.5 a set.”
Smith thought about it and decided to maintain a good relationship with Jiang Weimin to facilitate subsequent intelligence gathering. "Jiang, I will purchase 10 sets."
Jiang Weimin was delighted. "That's great, Mr. Smith."
"Jiang, your military ideas are excellent. We will keep in touch later."
"Okay, Mr. Smith, let's have a pleasant cooperation!"
Jiang Weimin signed the contract and sent Smith away. Jiang Weimin came to the front desk again.
"Comrade Cheng Susu, the order has been signed. Thank you for your notice. As a thank you, I will draw a portrait for you later and give your hotel 200 sets of comic books for free as a thank you."
"Comrade Jiang Weimin, there is no need to draw my portrait."
"It's okay. I won't disturb you. I'll find a quiet place to paint. Please help me contact Manager Zhang first. I'll tell her about the free gift."
After Manager Zhang arrived, Jiang Weimin expressed his gratitude and told him about the order and the free comic strip. Then Jiang Weimin finished painting the portrait of Cheng Susu in Manager Zhang's office.