Since 1983

This is a fisherman's village in Luohu.

There is a hut by the river, the dirt road is muddy and narrow, and there is a smell of human and animal excrement. The only decent building is that small factory building, and the road in front of it is also rarely clean and spacious.

Huatian Clothing Trading Company...

Xu Fei looked at the sign to confirm the location.

This was introduced by a friend of Shi Yanqin's friend. It is said that the boss is a Hong Kong businessman with a keen sense of smell. He moved the Hong Kong clothing business to Shencheng early on.

Because the policy is too favorable, tax exemption for the first three years, cheap land rent, only one yuan per square meter a month, not to mention the extremely cheap labor force.

And while he was waiting at the door, he took a look at the short hill opposite - it was Daguling in the New Territories of Hong Kong.

Hong Kong, what is going on at this time?

Happy Ghost will be released soon, right? Mr. Xu should join New Art City, right? The Unrestrained Girl of the Tang Dynasty has already caused a sensation, alas, Xia Wenxi's bone frame is really thin and coquettish...

Tsk!

Xu Fei was not sleepy again, and followed a staff member into the factory area.

The person in charge of the reception was a small manager, also from Hong Kong, wearing black glasses and combing his oily hair. He was a little surprised by Xu Fei's arrival, because the garment factories in Shencheng basically deal with foreign orders, and there is very little domestic business.

And looking at it again, the other party didn't even wear a pair of leather shoes, so he couldn't help being a little contemptuous.

What kind of clothes does Mr. Xu want to order? He asked in poor Mandarin.

Can a T-shirt do it?

Of course, our company is skilled in technology and has a variety of products. How many pieces do you want?

A thousand pieces.

A thousand pieces...

The manager smiled and said, To tell the truth, Mr. Xu, T-shirt profits are low and the order is small, so we don't make much money. But since it was introduced by a friend, we will accept the business. When do you want to pick up the goods?

...

When Xu Fei heard this, he held back his prepared speech and thought about it: Is ten days okay?

Ten days? It's a coincidence. We are rushing through a batch of big orders, and it will take about ten days to finish. Can you delay it?

I'm afraid not. I need it very urgently.

That's it!

The manager adjusted his glasses and apologized: Then I can only say sorry, it seems that we have no chance to cooperate.

Oh, don't bother me then.

Xu Fei didn't fight, got up and left, and was sent to the door by the manager.

He looked back at this small factory, and he was so clear in his heart that he was still not looked down upon! I am alone, and the list is small, so it is dispensable, otherwise I can make it with overtime.

Moreover, the attitude of the other party was very unpleasant, and there was a strong sense of superiority inside and outside the words. In fact, those Hong Kong businessmen came to invest because of the policy. Who is so kind to give back to their hometown? Even if they give back, they will gain fame after making a lot of money.

But it doesn't matter, reform and opening up, everything is renewed, as long as you have a firm belief and work hard, it will definitely get better and better in the future!

Xu Fei instantly felt that he had been sublimated, and left the small fishing village full of positive energy.

…………

At noon, the weather is hot.

The little girl was sitting in the shop, blowing a small electric fan constantly, and looking out from time to time. She frowned suddenly, sat up, and said in a low voice: It's this bad guy again!

Sister, is your adult there? The boy walked into the room unsteadily.

what are you up to?

I have a business to talk about, serious business.

The little girl was suspicious for a moment, and went to the back room to call for someone. What came out was a man in his thirties, very very thin, a bit like the fat Toutuo in The Deer and Ding Tale.

There was no room in the house, the inside was a workshop, and outsiders were not allowed to enter, so the two of them went to the eaves on the side of the street and squatted there.

Your name?

My surname is Zhong.

Oh, Boss Zhong.

Xu Fei shook hands with him.

It is said that modern bosses originated in the south, and they are called those who do business individually, but they are not. In the old days, in addition to calling the famous actors of the troupe, the boss itself meant a businessman.

Hu Yepin said in Going to Moscow: Because in that cloth shop, the boss certainly doesn't regard him as a person...

When Boss Zhong heard this name, he was immediately happy, Little brother, I'm flattered, I'm a small business, and I can't be called a boss. Do you buy ready-made clothes or make-to-order?

I want to order a thousand T-shirts.

puff!

Boss Zhong was lighting a fire and smoking, and almost died from coughing. His small workshop can make seventy shirts a day, one thousand! !

Probably in this style...

Xu Fei shook off the two T-shirts. The men's shirts were uncharacteristically loose. The most important thing is the women's style, the sleeves are slightly shorter, the cuffs are slanted, and there is a waist underneath, so that it will appear long-handed and thin-waisted, and much slimmer—except for those who are too fat, which cannot be saved.

Boss Zhong touched it. Although the material is rough, it looks simple and elegant, and the impression is good.

Is there any request for fabric?

It doesn't have to be great, it doesn't have to be bad, it's just average, I mean price.

Hehe, I understand.

He nodded again and again: You have also seen the short sleeves in my store. The material usually costs four yuan. If you use better fabrics, the cost must be higher, but the little brother said that it is a thousand pieces. I'm not hypocritical, just earn some hard money, one piece is still four yuan.

What about printing some patterns?

Pattern, this is troublesome.

Boss Zhong estimated the cost, and said, I still have to contact the printing and dyeing factory, the cost is not low, how about seven yuan a piece?

No, a thousand T-shirts, printed with graphics...

Xu Fei shook his head and stretched out four fingers, Each piece is still four yuan!

Brother, I can't take this joke, I will lose money!

Don't worry, you are also a businessman, let's see if this is worth it? He took out a pattern, covered half of it, and only revealed a few words.

Um?

Boss Zhong didn't quite understand. After pondering for a while, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he felt a faint smell. The key is the idea of ​​piercing the window paper, which no one thought of before!

What the other party meant was that you can make it yourself and give away your ideas for free, and you can also earn a wave of quick money just like cats and dogs. But this risk...

He was very itchy, and was about to say to look at the whole picture, when the paper was stuffed back with a whoosh.

I still have a few more, you can think about it, I'll come back in the afternoon. Xu Fei got up and left.

Boss Zhong was behind him like he was constipated, with a troubled face. Seeing that he was about to leave his sight, he stomped his feet, Little brother, I'll take over this job!

...

Immediately, the two parties signed a simple contract, and Xu Fei paid part of the deposit.

Since printing and dyeing still needs time, the deadline was relaxed to 15 days. Today is July 7th, and there is still time to go back. He had more than a thousand yuan in his hand, and he borrowed three thousand from Uncle Shan. If the business was negotiated, it would cost four thousand at once.

But if I have confidence, I will soon be able to earn back several times!

(Wow, only the rich can afford the fruits now...)