The salary of a silk factory guard is fifteen yuan a month, which supports a family. Not to mention a pack of cigarettes, I would laugh if I can get two cigarettes from others in a month, and I have no spare money to buy cigarettes myself.
Yu Changle's attack is just a pack, who can bear it?
The little girl spent a lot of money. The security guard in the reception room had never seen such a battle before, and he was immediately stunned by the sugar-coated bullets.
He is soft-spoken when he eats people, but he is short-handed when taking others away. After putting away his cigarette, he naturally wants to do good things for others.
The guard saw that Yu Changle was well-dressed and didn't look like a bad guy, but he didn't think too much about leading the way and took Yu Changle to the factory director's office.
I'm lucky today. Qian Hongbo, the director of the silk factory, is reading the newspaper and drinking tea in his office.
The guard knocked on the door politely, bowed and leaned in:
"Director, someone is looking for you."
Qian Hongbo put down the newspaper in his hand and said with great style, "Who is it?"
The guard had a smile on his face: "It's a little girl. She said she wanted to talk to you about supply."
"Tsk." Qian Hongbo snorted, his impatience visible to the naked eye:
"How do you do the work of your security department? Don't you even have the basic ability to judge? You can let anyone go into the factory and bring them in front of me?"
"What are you talking about with a little girl? It's totally useless! Take her out quickly, she's gone!"
"Yes, yes, yes, I'm sorry, director, we'll pay attention next time."
The frustrated guard quickly retracted and was about to close the door. How could Yu Changle, who was waiting by the door, give up the opportunity in front of him so easily.
She held the office door that had not been closed with one hand, and stood at the office door generously and introduced herself:
"Hello, factory director, my name is Yu Changle. I have a business that I would like to cooperate with you. Can you give me five minutes to briefly introduce it to you?"
One second Qian Hongbo was frowning impatiently. The next second he saw Yu Changle clearly, his eyes lit up and his eyebrows relaxed.
This girl is really pretty, she speaks with a voice as sweet as a lark, and her figure... is fleshy where it should be, thin where it should be, tsk, really good.
He quickly looked at Yu Changle, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.
However, he did not speak in a hurry, but said to the uneasy guard at the door: "Close the door."
The guard understood and knew that the factory director would not chase people away, so he quickly closed the door and left.
Qian Hongbo then spoke slowly and methodically: "You, a little girl, have any business that you can cooperate with our factory?"
Although he was a little uncomfortable with his move of closing the door, Yu Changle knew that no matter how important it is, he still smiled and replied:
"Thank you, director, for giving me this opportunity. In order not to waste your time, I will go straight to the topic."
"I understand that the country currently has policies to encourage state-owned units to join the market economy. The silk produced by our silk factory is no longer only supplied to individual units, but can flow into the market and freely choose trading partners, right?"
Qian Hongbo had a vague smile on his lips and did not comment on Yu Changle's question.
Seeing that he did not deny it, Yu Changle knew that his assessment was correct, and continued:
"I currently open a clothing store. All the clothes in the store are designed by me, mainly cotton and linen."
"I came to visit you this time in the hope of signing a stable supply contract with the silk factory. I will order twenty pieces of silk fabric from the silk factory a month. The payment will be paid when the goods are delivered at the beginning of the month. There will be no default."
"Haha, buying twenty horses a month is a lot!"
Qian Hongbo seemed to have heard a joke: "Do you know how much silk our factory sells in a month? Export it for foreign exchange, at least a thousand pieces!"
"For your small amount, you should try to find some tickets and buy them from the supply and marketing cooperative. If you are lucky, you might be able to buy them."
Yu Changle had already expected that she might be criticized for the small portion. She was not anxious or annoyed. She took a few steps forward and gently placed the pocket in her hand on Qian Hongbo's table:
"The quality of the silk in our factory is of course good, so it can be exported for foreign exchange. However, times have changed, and the domestic market's consumption power is gradually increasing. A visionary manager like the factory director must not miss this opportunity."
"Although the demand for my clothing store is not large, it can have a publicity effect that spreads from person to person, and then not only Jinbo City, but even surrounding counties and cities know that our silk factory can take the lead in supplying goods to individual industrial and commercial households. , then aren’t merchants flocking here?”
"The early bird catches the worm. When other silk mills react, our silk mill has signed exclusive supply contracts with many merchants, but they can't supply even if they want to."
Yu Changle kept talking with his small mouth, and he didn't know if Qian Hongbo on the other side heard it.
Seeing him constantly glancing into his pocket, Yu Changle secretly laughed, thinking that luckily he had made two preparations, it just depended on which one he would take.
Now it seems that compared to the beautiful vision that Yu Changle sketched for him, the things in his pocket are more attractive.
Yu Changle has no objection to this. It is best if he can listen to her suggestions. It doesn't matter if he doesn't. As long as he can supply her smoothly, does it matter whether it is for the interests of the unit or for his own interests?
She doesn't have such a moral composure.
Is it possible that a businessman would stop selling when he encounters a customer who wants to buy a casket for a pearl?
Qian Hongbo raised a finger and pretended to pick his pocket casually. He saw clearly that it contained a carton of cigarettes, and the smile on his face deepened.
It wasn't that he was attracted by the big front door, but by Yu Changle's actions, he concluded that she was a quick-thinking person.
He just likes to deal with people who are quick-thinking...!
"What you said...makes sense, but it's not good to be too radical in everything. Policies can change at a moment's notice. When it's not clear in the early stage, it's better to take it step by step and slowly."
Hearing his words, he obviously felt relieved, and Yu Changle felt happy:
"What the factory director said is, I think the same as you. We will use clothing stores as a pilot in the early stage. If the effect is good and it is in line with national policies, we will vigorously promote it."
"If there is any bad trend, we can immediately terminate the contract and control the risk to a minimum."
Qian Hongbo smiled and nodded, his eyes moving back and forth on Yu Changle's face and body:
"This little girl has a smart mind, she will definitely make a lot of money!"
Yu Changle didn't know about the mess in his stomach, so he thought it was the sugar-coated bullets he had prepared that worked, and struck while the iron was hot:
"Thank you, director, for the compliment. It was you, director, who gave you the opportunity. Since you agree, let's sign a supply contract today?"
Qian Hongbo waved his hands calmly: "Hey, don't worry, signing a contract is not a trivial matter. You still have to leave it to the office to go through the process and get the official seal. It can't be signed today."
Yu Changle was a little anxious when he heard what he said. This kind of state-owned unit is not good at other things, and it is definitely the first place for procrastination.
If I had honestly waited to go through the process and have it stamped, the day lily might have become cold!
