The Grandmother in the Siheyuan

Chapter 331 The aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys
“I only believe what I see,” Schmidt said with a hint of disappointment. “This factory doesn’t look like a high-tech production facility at all. It must be forty or fifty years old, right?”

"It hasn't been that long, just over twenty years," Liu Hua said with a smile. "But you know how things were done in our country in the past. We didn't pay much attention to appearances. We have an old saying that good wine needs no bush, so the factory's exterior was a bit rough. But we'll pay attention to that in the future, after all, this is an era that values ​​appearances."

Unexpectedly, after thinking for a while, Schmidt apologized: "I'm sorry, I misspoke. Your old saying is very true. You can't judge a thing by its appearance alone. Judging people by their appearance makes it easy to make mistakes."

He's a real man; he admits his mistakes, and we can get along.

Liu Hua helped Schmidt put on protective gear and then led him into the workshop. Once inside, Schmidt nodded in satisfaction. It was definitely a high-tech production workshop that met all the standards he knew.

"You really can't judge a book by its cover." Schmidt smiled, a rare occurrence for him. "Your production conditions are definitely up to standard, but I wonder about the product quality."

Liu Hua accompanied him to tour the entire production line, and then took a document from Lao Zhang's hand. It was bilingual, with both Chinese and Chinese.

"This is our product's test report, obtained from a national-level laboratory. I had them produce a multilingual test report, so you should be able to understand it."

Although he wasn't a materials science major, Schmidt graduated from the Cologne Polytechnic with a degree in electrical engineering and was also a science student. Before coming, he had done some intensive study on carbon fiber, so he could understand the data on it.

“Your data is even better than Toray Chemicals’.” Schmidt shook his head: “It’s hard to believe. Right now, the best company in this industry in the world is Toray Chemicals, a small Japanese company.”

"No one has said that only Toray Chemicals can make the best materials in the world," Liu Hua said dismissively. "When it comes to intelligence, no nation in the world can compare to the Chinese nation and your Germanic people. We are not only intelligent, but also resilient and have a long-term vision. These are admirable qualities that no other nation in the world possesses."

Liu Hua's words were full of confidence, and Schmidt was very pleased to hear them. He had always been proud of his country, and Liu Hua's words had really hit the nail on the head.

"Although I agree with what you said, I cannot relax my pursuit of product quality just because of your two kind words."

Liu Hua walked directly to the end of the production line, pointed to the newly produced carbon fiber monofilaments, and said, "Take whichever section you like and send it to your country in Hans for testing. See if my product is of good quality."

Schmidt smiled and said, "Your confident attitude makes me believe that the quality of your products should be good, but the necessary procedures still need to be followed. I will send them back to China for testing. But I would also like to talk to you about the production volume first."

"Our current annual output is about four thousand tons."

Schmidt said in disbelief, "Impossible. With such a large output, the price of carbon fiber in the international market has not fluctuated at all."

Liu Hua smiled and shrugged: "Because you are our first customer in the international market."

"Where did your previous products go?"

Liu Hua didn't speak, but simply pointed upwards with his finger. Schmidt had been in our country for a year or two, so he immediately understood what he meant.

At the same time, he was relieved. His country's military industry had some cooperation with China. He had heard how strict China's military industry was about quality control. Since Liu Hua's carbon fiber could be used by military enterprises, its quality must definitely meet the standards.

He decided to report this matter when he returned to China, believing it would have a significant impact on facilitating the deal. "We'll take all four thousand tons of production."

Liu Hua shook his head: "That's impossible. The current output of 4,000 tons is just enough to meet our domestic demand."

"If you have no production capacity, then why are you contacting us? Are you giving us an impossible wish?"

Liu Hua said with a smile, "I have two more production lines, which will be put into operation in two months."

Schmidt immediately made the decision: "As long as the product is up to standard, we'll take care of everything."

“I was already a little skeptical when you said you had reserved 4,000 tons of production.” Liu Hua shook his head: “Airbus shouldn’t need that many.”

“Carbon fiber has a wide range of applications,” Schmidt said with a smile. “Our country of Hans has many car brands, as well as sports brands such as bicycles, all of which need to use carbon fiber. In fact, we have partners who have more than we can use.”

"You want to profit from the price difference?" Liu Hua said with a smile, "Why don't I just sell them to them myself?"

Schmidt shook his head: "It's a win-win situation. We can't hide the origin of the product. We're just using these carbon fibers to exchange for a favor. In the end, they will still come to you. In this way, you gain our goodwill and the goodwill of those brands, and we also gain a favor."

"It's no wonder you lived in China for several years; you've even learned about social etiquette."

Schmidt said proudly, "Of course. I have always believed that an ancient civilization that has continued to this day must have some merit in its wisdom, and it is profound and extensive, just like your human relationships."

Liu Hua said with a smile, "It's a pity that many people in our country now yearn for your purely transactional way of doing things."

“You can completely ignore it,” Schmidt said with a smile. “As a Westerner, I actually think your way of doing things is more subtle and nuanced, and most importantly, just right.”

Liu Hua nodded: "Then I suggest you take a look at The Doctrine of the Mean."

The two men clasped hands, signifying that a preliminary agreement had been reached on the deal.

That evening, Schmidt's carbon fiber monofilaments flew directly from Beijing to Europe.

He has already contacted his home country to report the situation. Airbus headquarters is very excited, as this means that another part of their supply chain can be freed from the control of the United States, which was the original intention behind the founding of Airbus.

After Schmidt's plane landed in Berlin, the Currency Company dispatched its most stringent security team to escort Schmidt and his entourage directly to their state-of-the-art laboratory.

Twenty-four hours later, at Airbus headquarters, those European bigwigs opened bottles of champagne that cost tens of thousands of dollars, ready to toast to the wonderful money.

(End of this chapter)