Chapter 340 I will never meet another big enemy again

They all knew this pink material, an old model from last year, pink with a floral pattern.

Because they used new imported machines, new technology, and the best silk, the colors are particularly bright, and the watercolor color has a gorgeous pearlescent luster that is eye-catching.

The patterns are also carefully designed, and everyone who sees the material will be moved.

When the Second Silk Factory was making it, they bet big on it, thinking it would become a big hit, and they made 1,000 pieces at once!

The original price is indeed 58 per meter.

As a result, only 100 horses were sold last year, and buyers of more than 50 horses were asking for returns.

The material is nice, but I can't really wear it out.

Too fairy, too tender, too charming, too gorgeous.

People who can afford a skirt that costs more than 100 yuan are generally a bit old and it is not suitable for them to wear. Why buy it for their daughter? It’s a waste for children to wear clothes that are too expensive!

Moreover, in the social environment of the 1970s, there was really no room for skirts of this color.

Originally they were planning to export them, but foreigners didn't recognize them, so they ended up wasting their money.

Cheng Hui touched the rosé material lovingly: "It's such a rare and good material. I'm so lucky."

"Hahaha." Zeng Gui laughed, his eyes sparkling: "How many do you want?"

Everyone else watched quietly and no one came to remind her.

"38 yuan a meter is not acceptable." Cheng Hui said, "20 yuan a meter, I want them all."

Zeng Gui took a breath of cold air.

There were also uniform gasps of air all around, followed by sneers.

What a country bumpkin she is, she has never seen the world and yet she wants them all. Does she know how many there are in total? You are so stupid, you deserve to be cheated.

Zeng Gui was not satisfied with the price at first, but when he heard that they wanted both, he felt happy.

I will never meet another such a traitor in my life!

"20 yuan is too low. Our original price is 58 yuan, which is 70% off. But since you want all of them, I will discuss it with my boss." Zeng Gui said, "But you have to want all of them. Only if you want all of them can we get this price."

Cheng Hui then asked, "How many horses do you have in total?"

Zeng Gui didn't want to tell her now, but he had to say: "There are exactly 900 horses left."

There were only 900 pieces, which Cheng Hui thought was too little. She thought that once the material became popular, she would not be able to buy it at the same price next time.

"900 horses, so many?" She looked surprised and seemed to regret: "Too many, I don't want it."

"Hey, why don't you keep your word? Are you really teasing me? Let me tell you, our rule here is that once you open your mouth, it's a deal! If you go back on your word, don't come to our garment factory to buy fabrics again!"

Zeng Gui's eyes flashed, and he said sternly: "If you don't keep your word, not only can you not buy fabric from our factory, but you can't even think of buying a meter of fabric from any textile factory in our city!"

Cheng Hui was scared and muttered quietly, "Is it that serious? No wonder that old woman just now had to buy it. It turns out there is such a rule."

Others murmured in their hearts, what old woman? Have you been cheated like this? Are there more fools this year? I'll have to go and ask around later!

As for this rule, it is of course fictitious. When everyone is fighting for it, of course they will stick to it. But as long as you haven't paid the money, it's not impossible to go back on your word. It's just embarrassing to be scolded a few times.

Everyone looked at each other thoughtfully, not understanding why Zeng Gui bullied the newcomer.

But this newcomer is too easy to bully!

"Buy it if you want." Cheng Hui said with a bad face: "But I also said that I will only buy it if it's 20 yuan per meter! I don't want a cent more! If you want to sell it again, it's forced buying!"

Zeng Gui suppressed his excitement and said, "Okay, wait, I'll ask you..."

He was afraid that Cheng Hui would run away, so he said, "Come on, come with me to see the factory director."

Cheng Hui went with him reluctantly.

The factory manager was actually not satisfied with the price either. 20 yuan per meter, they were losing money!

Silk raw materials are very expensive, not to mention that they use imported machines and imported dyes, which they can’t even get back!

Zeng Gui, who was standing by, quickly advised him in dialect that he had made a wrong bet on this material, as it would become less and less valuable as time went by. In a few years, no one would want it even for 20 yuan, so it would be better to cut the Gordian knot now.

The factory manager is also a man of great courage, and he feels upset just looking at the pink material. It reminds him how bad his original decision was! Better to deal with it cheaply.

The two of them discussed it and "forced" the reluctant Cheng Hui to go through the process.

Before signing, Cheng Hui said, "Help me transport the materials to Harbin. I will pay you when the goods are loaded on the truck. I won't pay for the freight."

Although the freight was not low, it was just a drop in the bucket compared to the money for 900 pieces of silk. The factory director agreed and immediately arranged for people to load the goods.

There are still many freight trains traveling north and south every day.

Cheng Hui asked them to find a room for her "secretary" to rest, and she personally inspected the goods and loaded them.

Don't give her a different product! Or pass off inferior goods as good ones.

Fortunately, this silk factory was not so shameless. The material loaded on the truck was the same as what she saw. She also randomly checked a few pieces and found no problems.

"Don't worry, we are using the most advanced machines with a very low defect rate. We have picked out all the defective products and put them in another warehouse," Zeng Gui said enthusiastically.

900 horses, 20 yuan per meter, 600,000 yuan, and 2 jobs in Beijing are in hand!

He was still thinking about the remaining 200,000.

"We still have some good materials hidden in the bottom of the box, would you like to go and take a look?" he said.

"Then let's take a look." Cheng Hui said.

Zeng Gui led her directly to the warehouse in the corner.

As soon as she entered the door, there was a musty smell, which made Cheng Hui not want to go in.

But she had to go in, because she still wanted to trick the fool.

In the room, bundles of fabrics were placed on the shelves, and she looked specifically at the brightly colored ones.

Bright red, bright green, and bright purple are colors that you can’t wear out.

Zeng Gui's eyes lit up: "You have a really good eye. No wonder you can come out to choose goods by yourself at such a young age. The ones you like are all expensive! They were all the best-selling items back then, and there are only a few left."

While looking at it, Cheng Hui asked him about the data, such as the price, how many pieces were there, and the year of production.

Zeng Gui talked incessantly and knew everything like the back of his hand.

He is a very competent head of the sales department. He remembers the year each material was produced and how much is left.

Even the price they quoted was not as realistic as that of the First Silk Factory. They said directly that the products were defective and could not be sold, but they were willing to sell them at 5 yuan per piece.

At Zeng Gui's place, all the stuff is good, and the cheapest one is 10 yuan per meter.

When she is a big complainer.

Cheng Hui picked up a piece of cloth at hand and pulled it hard to both sides. "Click", the cloth tore and a hole appeared.

The silk has been stored for more than 10 years in such a dark and humid environment. The reason why it hasn't grown hair is because they are diligent and often take it out for ventilation and drying.

Zeng Gui was suddenly embarrassed.

"No, no, no, this is not suitable for making clothes. I don't want it no matter how much money you pay." Cheng Hui went straight out of the warehouse.

Zeng Gui caught up with him and said, "It was just an accident. You pushed too hard. If you wear it normally and don't wash it, it won't be a big problem."

"Whose clothes don't have to be washed?" Cheng Hui looked at him speechlessly.

Zeng Gui said slowly in Mandarin: "The clothing factory is only responsible for selling clothes. As long as they are sold, it's fine. Who cares whether they wash them or not?"

Cheng Hui glanced at him sideways. She would never come to this silk factory again, otherwise she would be cheated sooner or later.

"What you said makes a lot of sense." Cheng Hui said.

Zeng Gui's eyes lit up.