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Chapter 65 Ninghua Town OEM Factory
The following morning, Chen Fei called.

"Miss Song, I've given you the discount, but when will you deliver on the benefits you promised me? You're not trying to trick me, are you?"

Song Youan couldn't help but laugh out loud after hearing Chen Fei's words: "It's not that serious, Mr. Chen. I would never use something like this to trick you. Wouldn't that make me a liar?"

"I was just joking, but I haven't heard from Miss Song for a while, and I'm really itching to hear from her."

At this moment, Song Youan was sitting in the car, which had already left Jinghai City and was heading towards Ninghua Town, eighty kilometers away.

She sat in the passenger seat and pondered for a moment before replying, "Mr. Chen, please don't worry. I have some business to attend to these past two days and will be out of Jinghai. I promise you, as soon as I return to Jinghai, I will bring some things to see you at the Longteng Building. Is that alright?"

Upon hearing that Song Youan was not in Jinghai, Chen Fei knew that there was no use in worrying.

"Alright then, Miss Song, don't forget about me. I'll be waiting for you."

After hanging up the phone, Song You'an laughed at herself. To be honest, she had completely forgotten about Mr. Chen.

After returning from Dazhao yesterday, she started thinking about medicated oil. After having an idea, she searched online for some OEM manufacturers of medicated oil.

Several of them are located in the vicinity of Jinghai City, and some are even in Ninghua Town.

My maternal uncle and maternal grandparents all live in Ninghua Town.

This is perfect; she can go to the medicated oil OEM factory to discuss cooperation, and also visit her maternal grandparents and uncle.

It takes about two hours to get from Jinghai City to Ninghua Town. Although it is just a town, it is quite prosperous and, most importantly, it is very well developed.

With its advantageous location, many large enterprises and factories in the town and surrounding areas have chosen to locate here, but the rent is much lower than in Jinghai City.

"Yu'an, should we go to your uncle's house first or the factory first?" Yan Fei asked as soon as he saw the tollbooth.

With her eyes closed and still half asleep, Song Youan mumbled, "Let's go to the factory first. Whichever of the two addresses I sent you is closer, go there first."

Yan Fei nodded, and seeing that Song You'an seemed very sleepy, he turned up the temperature of the car's air conditioning a little.

Turn on the navigation; the nearest factory is just off the highway a short distance ahead, less than two kilometers away.

The car was driven very steadily, but as if she had a premonition, Song Youan opened her eyes the moment the car stopped.

"arrive?"

"Yes, this is it."

Looking through the car window, Song Youan saw that the factory gate was closed, with only a small door open on the side. Inside the small door was a guard booth where an old man was sitting, enjoying a cup of tea while being fanned by a fan.

Seeing a Mercedes parked at the gate, the security guard curiously poked his head out and raised his voice to ask, "Who are you looking for?"

Song Youan casually put on sunglasses and got out of the car. Her fashionable and beautiful outfit made the security guard slightly stunned.

"Sir, we're from Jinghai. Is your factory manager here? We'd like to discuss a business collaboration."

Yan Fei also turned off the engine and got out of the car. Today he was wearing a rather formal suit, which made him seem more convincing to the other party.

"Wait a minute, let me make a call and ask for you."

The July sun was scorching, and Yan Fei's tie tightened around his neck, making him sweat profusely.

Seeing this, Song Youan couldn't help but laugh: "Just wear dress pants and a shirt, no need to be so formal."

"You asked me to come with you to discuss business, and I was thinking of making it a bit more formal to show respect, wasn't I?" Yan Fei muttered as he spoke, "I rushed to the mall last night to buy this set, it cost almost two thousand." Song You'an was slightly surprised: "You're really willing to spend that much."

For Yan Fei, two thousand yuan is no small sum.

Yan Fei, however, said nonchalantly, "I'm afraid I'll have more occasions like this in the future and might need to wear it often, so I'm going to go all out and buy a better quality one."

"I'll talk to Chi Yu later and he'll reimburse you when you get paid. It'll be on my paycheck."

Just as Yan Fei was about to refuse, the security guard came out of the house and said, "I'll take you in."

The factory was fairly clean and tidy inside, and it covered a large area with neat rows of square factory buildings. Song Youan counted as many as nine.

"Uncle, how many years has this factory been around?" Song Youan asked curiously.

The security guard walked ahead and said, "It's been over twenty years. None of the factories around here are new; they're all over ten years old."

As if he had started talking, the security guard began to speak on his own: "Factory space is in high demand. Nobody wants to move away from here. The rent is cheap and it's close to Jinghai. Many large companies want to buy land here and build their own factories, but think about it, would the Ninghua Town government agree? The government develops its own land and then rents it out to make more money, so why would they sell it to someone else..."

The old man talked on and on the way, and Song Youan listened attentively, gaining some understanding of the factory area.

The old man stopped in front of a small white building and turned around, saying, "This is it. You two go up to the fifth floor. The factory manager's office is at the very back."

"Thank you."

After thanking the old man, Song Youan went inside with Yan Fei and found the factory manager's office on the fifth floor, as instructed by the old man.

He knocked lightly on the door twice, and only after someone responded did he push the door open and enter.

The factory manager was a man in his forties, with a well-proportioned build and wearing glasses.

Before Song Youan could react, the system popped up.

Name: Zhang Beiwang
Sex: Male
Age: 43 years old
Place of origin: Danyang City
Education: College

Position: Factory Manager of Beiwang Multifunctional Production Plant, No. 1422 Xihua Street, Ninghua Town

Ability rating: 91.28
Reputation level: 63.45
This rating and credibility made Song Youan hesitate slightly. Her ability seemed good, but her credibility was not high.

But you wouldn't say it's not high, it's still passing.

"Are you two from Jinghai?"

Zhang Beiwang stood up first and greeted them, "My surname is Zhang, please have a seat."

The office's reception area had leather sofas. After greeting Yan Fei, Song Youan went over and sat down.

Zhang Beiwang warmly poured two glasses of water for the two of them, then sat down opposite them. He first looked at Yan Fei, then at Song Youan, seemingly unsure who to talk to.

Song Youan naturally spoke up: "Hello, Factory Director Zhang. I found out online that your factory can manufacture medicated oil. I happen to be in Jinghai, which is close by, so I came to take a look."

"It's possible. Our factory has been making medicated oil for over ten years. Well-known brands like 'Longhu' and 'Shuixian' are all manufactured by us."

Zhang Beiwang was very enthusiastic because he loved having customers who would actively seek him out in the OEM business. His factory had a production line for medicated oil, so no matter how many orders there were, producing them was just a side job, and he could make money without putting in much effort.

There are many OEM brands on the market. Once a factory produces a product, it can simply put a brand name on it and then split up, even though the ingredients and costs are exactly the same.

They were born to the same mother.