Finally, the convention began. Since this is his first business trip to overseas, Oh did not have many ideas what to do. As his colleagues advised before his flight, Oh just wanted to taste what cruise industry is like, to establish some old-boy network and explore Shanghai.
The convention was all right. Well, it was a bit lame. It could be that since Oh is narrow-sighted, he feels that way. However, it was not just him, but some other participants concurred as well. Therefore, Oh just wanted to take it not too seriously, but to get his job done at least, such as promoting Gyeonggido, and dole out all the brochures that he had mailed over here.
Oh sometimes tagged along some other participants and visited Chinese tour agencies or major cruise companies while he asked some cruise gurus about the industry in general. It was certainly helpful in that Oh received a number of insights and advice in depth from those experts. Nevertheless, schlepping around in the convention venue and being stuck at the booth was tiring and boring. Oh found himself flirtatious with one girl, but she circumvented Oh’s moves. Respectfully, Oh made no further move. Interestingly, there was a girl working at the booth across Oh’s. Oh and she had few eye contact, which basically does not mean anything. But she came over to Oh’s booth and struck up a conversation with her. While thinking that the girl is just interested in our booth, He thought that maybe she is interested in me. (Oh’s as much as narcissist as others) Meaning to be aloof and play it cool, Oh kept his eye on her. But no moves made today, maybe tomorrow.
After today’s official schedule was over, some of the participants went to watch a Chinese Acrobatic Show, which was a bit boring. Surely, some Chinese are so bendy to become acrobats . But while watching the show, Oh was reminded of the alleged age cheat and felt sort of sorry for the performers.
After the show, the mop decided to have a drink at a bar next to the hotel. The nocturnal view from the bar that looked over the skyline of Shanghai was something! After only one glass of beer, Oh called it a night.
Btw, Oh was so glad to hit the gym. The gym with three treadmills, two dumbbells and one rusty multi-purpose equipment. Still, he pumped some muscle before the performance. Tomorrow morning, although he can show up at the venue as late as 9:30 in the morning, set the alarm at 7:00 to go the gym and sweat.
Btw, Oh was so glad to hit the gym. The gym with three treadmills, two dumbbells and one rusty multi-purpose equipment. Still, he pumped some muscle before the performance. Tomorrow morning, although he can show up at the venue as late as 9:30 in the morning, set the alarm at 7:00 to go the gym and sweat.
One last thing. While Oh was walking on the street, this random Chinese guy said something to Oh’s face, which Oh’s shrugged off. After 5 minutes, Oh came back to the hotel and saw that guy hover at the main entrance. As soon as they have eye contact, that Chinese guy said something in Chinese to Oh who said “I don’t speak Chinese” In return, the guy flashed some Chinese girls’ photos and a piece of paper that read “We have many hot Chinese girls…” Yup… he was a pimp..no.. a panderer. Oh, while swatting off the man, came back into the hotel and got on the elevator, hoping to see the lady that Oh met in the elevator this morning and at the convention asked very stupid questions to.
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