Chapter 356 They Won’t Sign

Lin Zhou extended his hand: "Hello, I am the chairman of the Canton Fair Organizing Committee, Lin Zhou."

"It turns out to be President Lin. My apologies." Cheng Hui also extended her hand: "I am..."

She smiled and said, "I have a lot of titles. I am currently the director of Huaqiang Electric Appliance Factory, and in a few days I will be the director of Weifeng Furniture Factory."

Lin Zhou didn't know her at all before. He was stunned for a moment and then smiled, "The more capable you are, the more work you will do. How many orders do you have for this oven? If you still have some, why don't you sell it?"

He doesn't know what hunger marketing is. Now he is in urgent need of foreign exchange. Once foreign businessmen take a fancy to something, almost all merchants are eager to sell all their assets at once.

This is the first time I see something that is not for sale.

Lin Zhou said: "Hurry up and sell them, or they will run away!"

Cheng Hui smiled and said, "If we sell it to them now, they will run faster. Scarcity makes things valuable, so we can't rush."

Lin Zhou frowned but said nothing.

It is true that he is the chairman of the organizing committee, but he is not in charge of the specific transactions. He will not force foreign businessmen to buy, nor will he force manufacturers to sell.

How to sell it is up to both parties to negotiate.

But he glanced at the foreign businessmen who were waiting for an answer and said worriedly, "What should we do now? Just let them go?"

These are all green US dollars!

Cheng Hui smiled and said in English to the seven or eight waiting electrical appliance merchants: "After consultation with our leaders, our factory has decided to work overtime to produce and sell a few hundred more orders every day. I'm not sure exactly how much we can sell. Let's go back and discuss it tonight. If you want to buy, come early tomorrow morning."

Seven or eight people's eyes lit up, as long as there was still stock to sell! Come early to grab it!

Cheng Hui smiled. Another batch of egg tarts were baked. She asked Jiang Quan and the others to share them with everyone, and she went out...

Go to a restaurant outside the venue and breastfeed the child.

"Director, how is it? Is it sold?" the three people asked excitedly when they saw her.

Cheng Hui made a “2” gesture.

Gao Zhi exclaimed: "Only two were sold?"

Gao Qiao was good at speaking, and immediately put away the disappointment on her face and said, "Two is also good, a good start! Are we the first merchant to sell something?"

Cheng Hui smiled: "It's really the first one."

She placed the order too early. The venue was so large that some merchants might not have found their target stalls yet. But she attracted all the target customers and closed the deal quickly.

Gao Zhi was still a little disappointed. What could two machines do?

Cheng Hui smiled and said, "It's not 2, it's 2,000!"

"Wow!" The three of them screamed in surprise.

Fortunately, we were in a private room, otherwise we would have been annoying.

After feeding her baby, Cheng Hui changed into the same clothes and went out to make money again with a high spirit.

There were still a lot of people surrounding the booth.

Whether you buy an oven or not, there are sweet egg tarts and sweet and sour juice here. It is a nice place to take a break.

On the huge kitchen countertop are five ovens, a pile of gift boxes and beautiful enamel bowls.

Bright colors always attract people to take a second look.

As more people come, there will be target buyers among them, either those in the kitchenware business or grocers.

They didn't need to ask the price of the enamel bowls; they were hanging on the wall, $5 each.

A bit expensive.

But the more you look at it, the better it looks.

Cheng Hui stood in front of the counter and started her performance again.

"Look at this glaze, isn't it novel? You've never seen it anywhere else. This is the glaze and process that we succeeded by chance after 20 years of research. It's the world's first and only one."

"Look at this gift box. What gorgeous silk! Even the smallest box is worth $10. Logically, we should sell this bowl for $15 to make back our investment."

"But everyone knows that our country is so short of foreign exchange that we would rather sell at a loss just to exchange for foreign exchange."

"But we can't afford to compensate for too many, and our workers also have to make a living, so the number of free boxes is limited. They will only be given out this year, not next year."

When they heard that there would be no gifts next year, some people were immediately tempted.

"Give me 1,000 of these single packs, 500 of these three packs, and 300 of these five packs," said a foreign businessman.

Cheng Hui immediately said, "Sir, you are so lucky. You got a gift worth 40,000 US dollars, which is twice the amount of the payment. You made a lot of money! But we lost a lot. Alas."

She sighed, "It's because we are in urgent need of foreign exchange. Otherwise, we wouldn't do this unprofitable business. But we will only do it this time. We can't afford to lose money if we don't do it next year. With so much good silk, we can make a lot of money by exporting it."

When others heard this, they also placed orders. If they missed this opportunity, they would miss it forever!

I just got here late and was already disappointed that I couldn’t buy an oven, and I can’t miss out on the bowl!

I didn't encounter any big merchants. Everyone's orders were similar, with orders for thousands of bowls and tens of thousands of dollars.

But there were so many orders that just a dozen people put together hundreds of thousands of orders, which was even more than the sales of ovens.

Lin Zhou didn't leave and was personally interpreting for her booth. The abacus beads in his mind were clacking and his face turned red with excitement.

They export enamel basins and bowls every year, but the order volume is not large. However, this year they have a good start! Hundreds of thousands were sold on the first day.

Looking at his watch, it was still morning and he didn't dare to imagine how much he could sell in a day.

Cheng Hui walked up to him with the contract and was in a dilemma: "President, the director of the enamel factory hasn't come yet, how can we sign this contract?"

Lin Zhou was confused. Then she remembered that this was an electrical appliance factory's stall. Why were they selling enamel?

"Song Xilai, the director of the enamel factory, is my cousin. Do you think the pattern on this bowl is very similar to the oven? They are both designed by me, a set." Cheng Hui said:

"My cousin won't be here in a few days. I'll help him warm up the place first. How about we wait until he comes in a few days before signing?"

Lin Zhouke couldn't wait any longer, he was afraid that if he was late, things would get worse and he would have more troubles!

Whenever someone wanted to buy something, he would like to deliver the goods to their doorstep as soon as possible, for fear that the person would regret it.

He held the contract in his hand and asked, "Is their deputy factory director here?"

"No one from their factory has come yet. It's not time yet." Cheng Hui said.

What should I do? Lin Zhou was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead.

Cheng Hui gave him some advice: "Why don't you go and ask who is qualified to sign on your behalf? I'll calm them down first, 30 minutes."

"Okay!" Lin Zhou immediately took the contract and went to find someone from the foreign trade company.

As a result, no one was willing to sign on behalf of me.

You have to be responsible when signing on behalf of others!

Although all exported goods belong to their foreign trade company, that is only for the convenience of collecting foreign exchange...the specific production is still the responsibility of each factory.

Whoever signs the contract will be responsible, and if there is any problem, find this person!

Who is Song Xilai? They don't even know him, so who would take such a big responsibility for him?

Song Xilai will not share any of the credit for earning foreign exchange with them! If something happens, they won’t be able to escape.

No, no, no.

When Lin Zhouyi saw that they were not going to do it and the contract was going to fail, he instantly felt bubbles forming at the corners of his mouth!

Zhang Liang is in the crowd. He also works for a foreign trade company.

He called Lin Zhou aside and said, "Why don't you go ask Cheng Hui if she is willing to sign. She made this bowl by herself. Otherwise, who would know about the Harbin Enamel Factory?"

Lin Zhou Yi grabbed his arm and said, "Do you know Cheng Hui? Come on, go and help me tell her!"

He just wanted someone to sign the contract, for the contract to take effect, and for him to earn foreign exchange. In fact, he didn't mind who signed it.

He didn't know Song Xilai either.

"Xiao Cheng, you said Song Xilai is your cousin, so why don't you sign the contract for him?" Lin Zhou asked.

Cheng Hui glanced at Zhang Liang and said, "I'm not from the enamel factory, so it's not appropriate for me to sign."

Zhang Liang: What does it mean when she looks at me? ......She wants to seize power while Song Xilai is away? !