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Xiao Xiangmei also wanted to learn tailoring, but Meng Xiaoman refused. "Your hands are meant for scalpels, not scissors. But if you really want to do it, I have something to do. You can come and help me, and I'll give you dividends later."

"There is no need for dividends. Just give us a salary of more than ten yuan." Xiao Xiangmei said.

Zhang Changming also nodded.

His sister-in-law is pregnant with a child and will have to raise nephews and nieces in the future. He doesn't want his brother-in-law and sister-in-law to spend money on him anymore, so he has to make money by himself.

Recently, Meng Xiaoman learned from Jiang Ruolin that Gu Kangping's textile factory recently produced a batch of khaki cloth, but due to machine failure, a considerable part of it was stained with engine oil and stained.

White Dolin cloth, stained with black engine oil, naturally cannot be sold to the Ministry of Commerce. They can only be piled in the warehouse as defective products. Because the quantity was large and there was no way to digest it internally, Gu Kangping was worried.

He does not mean that. Meng Xiaoman wanted to buy this batch of cloth, so she asked Jiang Ruolin to help ask about the price.

"The price is not high, it's cost price," Jiang Ruolin said. "Lao Gu said, it's better than rotting in the warehouse, which is a bad debt."

Meng Xiaoman: "Can I see what these defective products look like?"

Jiang Ruolin: "You want to buy it? They don't sell it to individuals. Individuals buy too little."

"To tell you the truth, if it's suitable, I plan to buy it and make it into clothes to sell in the store. You also know that you still need cloth tickets to buy cloth now."

So, Meng Xiaoman was taken by the people from the textile factory to see the goods.

"One piece of fabric produced by this batch of production lines is 34 meters long and 20 meters wide. There are a total of pieces of defective cloth like this. Oh, by the way, one piece of cloth is pieces of cloth."

Meng Xiaoman flipped through it and found that the oil pollution was not very serious. There were basically no big chunks, but there were many small spots and there was no way to cut them out.

"If I want all these cloths, can you give me a lower price?"

The person in charge scratched his head and said, "I'm afraid that won't work. If it goes any lower, we'll lose money."

"But aren't you also storing them in the warehouse?"

"That's what I say, but as long as the things are there, at least on paper, it's not a loss."

Meng Xiaoman looked at the warehouse again and saw a pile of fabric next to the defective fabric, "This is it?"

"Oh, this is lace. It was used for export before, but then foreign countries suddenly didn't want it anymore, so the extra ones were put here. Later, the production line was improved and this stuff was no longer produced. Besides, who needs this stuff these days? It can't be used to make clothes. No one wants it, so it just piles up here, taking up space."

"If I want the defective cloth at the price you offered, can you spare it for me?"

In this way, Meng Xiaoman bought a batch of defective cloth and a pile of lace.

The price of defective Dacron cloth was RMB 1.50 per meter, while the Dacron cloth sold at the supply and marketing cooperative was RMB 6 per meter, and cloth coupons were required.

Because of Jiang Ruolin's relationship, people from the textile factory also contracted transportation and handling, and Meng Xiaoman rented a warehouse to store the fabrics.

Xiao Xiangmei looked at the white spotted cloth and said, "This isn't going to sell well."

"I'm not selling it now. You see, these spots only need to be bleached and dyed to be completely covered."

If that’s the case, then can it be sold at the normal price of cloth?

Thinking of this, the three people's eyes lit up.

Zhang Changming grasped the key point and said, "So, the most urgent task now is to find a printing and dyeing factory?"

Summer is coming soon, which is the best season for selling fine fabrics.

"I'll leave this task to you three."

"We?" the three said in unison.

Meng Xiaoman nodded. "Yes, remember, the lower the cost, the higher your commission will be. However, you can't blindly lower the price without considering the quality."

"How about it? Do you dare?"

Xiao Xiangxue nodded without even thinking, "I dare!" After saying that, he realized that he was the only one who answered, and said with a trembling voice, "Or don't you dare?"

Xiao Xiangmei and Zhang Changming looked at each other and nodded, "We dare. It won't cost us a thing anyway."

"We don't have much cloth, so you should start looking at small printing and dyeing factories first."

Meng Xiaoman took a leather bag and handed it to Zhang Changming. Although Zhang Changming is the youngest among the three, he is the most stable.

"When you go out to do errands, you can't have less money in your hand. There are still a few cigarette tickets in it, so you can buy a few packs of better cigarettes."

After asking the three people to go to the printing and dyeing factory, Meng Xiaoman began to decide on the color to be dyed. Army green is people's favorite color at the moment and is indispensable. Meng Xiaoman planned to dye one-third of it this color. Blue is also commonly used, including navy blue, dark blue, and light blue, as well as some commonly used bright colors such as red and yellow.

Xiao Xiangmei and the three of them went to seven or eight printing and dyeing factories with enthusiasm, and finally found two who were willing to take over.

Happily told Meng Xiaoman the good news.

"Have you seen their equipment? How is the finished product? How much does it cost? How long is the construction period? What is the advance payment ratio? How to sign the contract?"

After a series of questions, the three of them suddenly went from happy to depressed.

"However, it's already amazing that you can find people willing to cooperate. Let's handle the following matters together."

These cloths cost her 30,000 yuan, and she had bet her entire fortune on it, so she couldn't afford to make any mistakes.

Meng Xiaoman first took people to a larger store, but they had to pay all the money in advance before they could make it. Meng Xiaoman couldn't come up with nearly 3,000 yuan at once, so he went to a smaller market. Printing and Dyeing Factory No.6.

This printing and dyeing factory is located in the suburbs and occupies a significantly smaller area than the previous one.

When they entered the work area and saw the dilapidated factory building, Xiao Xiangmei and the others felt a little hot. They had talked in the office before and didn't know that the factory building was so dilapidated.

Xiao Xiangmei pulled Meng Xiaoman's sleeve and whispered: "Sister Xiaoman, why don't we look for another home? This place is so run-down, it doesn't feel very reliable."

Although Xiao Xiangmei lowered her voice, Director Lu still heard it, "Boss Meng, although our factory is a little shabby, it is still running normally. It's just that we built the factory too long ago and the building looks a little shabby. Don't worry, it will definitely not affect the printing and dyeing."

Director Lu took Meng Xiaoman into the workshop and looked at the soaking, washing, bleaching, dyeing, printing, etc. Although small, it has everything. "Director Lu, I think we don't have too many color choices here, and it seems that there are only six printing machines."

Director Lu couldn't help but sigh, "Yes, if it weren't for this, our factory wouldn't be in this situation now. To be honest, if it weren't for the sake of food for the factory employees, I wouldn't take orders from outside."

Nowadays, major printing and dyeing factories mainly rely on orders from upstream textile factories. The orders from their factories are getting fewer and fewer, and they are now barely able to maintain their operations.

If it had been in the past, he would never have taken their order. After Xiao Xiangmei and the others left, he even regretted that he had sought medical treatment in a hurry. The three of them were childish college students, and they didn't look like they were doing business.

Unexpectedly, it was true and he touched it.