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Chapter 387 He Wants to Become the King of the Business World

Qiao Xinyu glanced at Chen Hongtao with disdain, thinking that people in business were all annoying, and thankfully Chen Dewen wasn't that kind of person.

Chen Hongtao also had his own concerns. If he sold the goods to Shangjiang Brigade at the current selling price, the textile factory would not lose money, and might even be slightly better off than selling to foreigners, but he would lose money.

He will inevitably be punished by the textile factory, and he will also lose the opportunity to earn foreign exchange. He will not only have no merit, but he will also be punished.

If he could sell it for a high price, he could explain it to the factory; after all, the Shangjiang Brigade had already made quite a bit of money.

A piece of clothing that would only cost a few dozen yuan in the best foreign exchange store in Shanghai was priced at one hundred and twenty US dollars by Xu Qinghuan, which is equivalent to seven or eight hundred yuan.

They even claimed it was comparable to Pierre Cardin.

He didn't know what Pierre Cardin was, but how could clothes from a small mountain village in Northeast China be compared to such fashionable clothes?

Is it worthy?

That's where the discussion stops.

Xu Qinghuan didn't want to talk to Chen Hongtao anymore. After all, she didn't necessarily have to go to Shencheng Textile Factory. Anguang County Textile Factory could expand its production and recruit workers, buy textile machines from Shangjiang Machinery Design and Manufacturing Factory, and then sell the woven cloth to them.

She also planned to guide the Anguang County Textile Factory to weave denim. In the 1980s, 50 percent of the world's denim came from the United States, and they could seize this market.

This fabric is very durable and versatile. In the current environment in China, this fabric may seem understated, but it can be used to design fashionable pieces. It can be used to make tops, pants, vests, and the like.

It's more breathable than that expensive Dacron fabric and much more comfortable to wear.

Xu Qinghuan was already distracted, which Gong Zhijie noticed. He knew that today's negotiations had failed again, and he was also very angry that Chen Hongtao had not considered making amends at all, but instead was being unreasonable.

Gong Zhijie saw Xu Qinghuan and the others off. Qiao Huaqing and her daughter had something to say, so they went along with them.

Gong Zhijie leaned back, stretching his tired back after a long day. Seeing that Chen Hongtao was still talking, he had no interest in saying anything.

“The Shangjiang Brigade has already secured such a large order, and they show absolutely no class brotherhood.” Chen Hongtao observed the situation and said, “The reason I didn’t agree is not because I wanted to ruin the deal, but because I felt we could still talk.”

Gong Zhijie simply couldn't believe that Chen Hongtao, as a salesperson, lacked any ability to assess the situation. He chuckled and asked, "What are you planning to use to negotiate?"

He even wondered if the other party was willing to talk to him.
Chen Hongtao said, "The organization can definitely step in. Shanghai can talk to Anguang County."

Gong Zhijie thought Chen Hongtao had lost his mind. "Are you planning to escalate this to the organizational level?"

Chen Hongtao said, "Personally, I certainly don't want to make a big deal out of this. But from the factory's perspective, if we can negotiate a higher price and improve the workers' treatment, I think it would be worth it even if I get punished."

Gong Zhijie didn't want to get involved anymore. "I think what you said makes sense."

He didn't want to say another word.

In the hotel, Qiao Huaqing looked Jiang Xingye up and down again, quite pleased with him. "Not bad, the young man is very good!"

He said to Xu Qinghuan, "Xiaoyu said last time she went back that Comrade Jiang was doing very well, but your aunt said she was still worried because she hadn't seen him in person. This time when I came, she specifically told me that if I saw Comrade Jiang, I must take a close look and ask him about the situation."

Xu Qinghuan was a little shy. "He is very good." Jiang Xingye's gaze fell on her head with great gentleness, just like when he heard her introduce him to others as "This is my fiancé, Jiang Xingye," and he felt a secret joy in his heart.

Every time she acknowledged him, she pulled them closer together. Even though they were already standing side by side, they were ultimately meant to become one with each other.

When asked about her negotiations with Chen Hongtao today, Xu Qinghuan asked, "Will this have any impact on you?"

“After Bao Fugui died, the deputy factory director who was closest to him was implicated and has been removed from his post. Originally, someone was to be chosen from among the workshop directors. Even without the inventory issue, I would have been nominated.”

What Qiao Huaqing didn't mention was that no contract was signed at the time, there was nothing in black and white, and the other party didn't pay a deposit, yet they started large-scale production as if they had already received the US dollars. He had mentioned that things might change.

His opposition was also attacked.

This is why he already had a bad relationship with Chen Hongtao, and he unilaterally incurred Chen's wrath.

"To be honest, we also have cooperative relationships with textile factories in Anguang County. We have signed many contracts with foreign companies this time, and we will also make some innovations in fabrics in the future."

Because they were on the same side, Xu Qinghuan didn't hide anything, "Including that we will design and innovate some textile equipment to produce new types of fabrics. To be honest, I'm not entirely optimistic about the fabrics from the Shanghai textile factory."

Qiao Huaqing was somewhat saddened, "Those fabrics were all carefully woven by us, and the quality control was even higher than that for domestic products."

Xu Qinghuan understood, "But, Uncle Qiao, times are progressing. If we want to never be eliminated, we must keep innovating. Besides fine cotton, the popular fabrics like Dacron and wool are popular, but that's because our industrial level is limited right now."
To be honest, are those polyester fabrics comfortable to wear? No, they're not. Sooner or later, as our living standards improve, our tastes and aesthetics will change. To make money, we must have a broader perspective and a longer-term vision than our consumers.

Qiao Huaqing understood, yet it seemed she didn't quite understand.

Qiao Xinyu chimed in without any politeness, "Dad, you saw our products today, right? Aren't they beautiful? Putting aside everything else, our booth is much prettier than everyone else's. That's why all those foreigners rush to our booth as soon as they come in."

She was very proud, "Our Shangjiang Brigade's products are the best. While others are still farming manually, we've already achieved mechanization. Our sewing machines are all electric, and our daily output is very high. More products mean more money."

"Your fabrics, to be honest, are good, but it depends on what you compare them to!"

The Shangjiang Brigade made a fortune at this "South China Trade Fair".

They booked tickets to return on the third day, planning to take a detour around Nancheng on the second day.

Xu Qinghuan asked Jian Jingchuan to help her get a car, and the driver took them to a small fishing village.

This place faces Hong Kong Island across the water.

Xu Qinghuan pointed to the still very backward and dilapidated place and whispered to Jiang Xingye, "Look here, in three or four years, this place will become a port city, a gateway to the outside world, and a pilot city."

In this chaotic era, seizing the opportunity can lead to unimaginable future possibilities; of course, opportunities and dangers go hand in hand.

Jiang Xingye had already witnessed the "Southern Trade Fair" and understood what foreign trade was all about. His eyes gleamed with determination as he asked in a low voice, "When?"

If the era of freedom arrives, he will become the king of the business world.

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