Chapter 700 Sorry, I'm Late

After seeing off the big guys, Cheng Hui started to meet the factory managers who were waiting outside.

The first one I saw was of course the one who imitated swearing vividly.

It's amazing that a grown man like him has this skill. I guess he has seen many examples around him.

"What's your name, comrade?" Cheng Hui asked.

The man was very happy. Cheng Hui must know his name. Asking him in person showed that she cared about him! But not everyone can be questioned by Director Cheng.

"My name is Dai Chuan, the director of the toy factory, and I'd like to meet Director Cheng." Dai Chuan said.

Cheng Hui shook hands with him and said, "Director Dai, you are too polite. Thank you for speaking up for me. I wonder what brings you here today?"

Dai Chuan rubbed his hands together and said, "Our furniture factory is having a hard time... The workers haven't been paid for two months. I would like to ask Director Cheng to give me some advice."

Most people who come to Cheng Hui now have this idea.

Factories that are unable to continue operating want to find a way to survive, and factories that are still operating well want to move to the next level.

Anyway, just come! As long as Cheng Hui gives me some pointers, it will definitely be useful!

Because of this, Cheng Hui became more famous and popular.

"Toy factory, how many toy factories are there in Beijing?" Cheng Hui asked.

"Just one." Dai Chuan said.

There is only one and the business is not going well, how can you want more?

"What kind of toys do you make? Are you participating in the Canton Fair?" Cheng Hui asked.

Dai Chuan said awkwardly: "We also participate in the Canton Fair, but we haven't sold a single product yet."

There are other toy factories in China that have sold a few models, but they haven’t.

"We mainly make plastic dolls, plastic guns, plastic cars, etc., as well as glass beads, checkers, chess and so on."

Dai Chuan was taking things out of his bag as he spoke. He was well prepared and took out several products that were selling well in the factory.

There is a coffee table.

Cheng Hui saw... From her perspective, of course none of them were pleasing to the eye, the quality was just too poor.

Of course, this is not their fault. The conditions are like this now, and there is no good material even if you want it.

"Director Cheng, do you think we can still be saved?" he asked cautiously.

"There is no rush to develop the domestic market now. Ordinary people don't have much spare money to buy toys. These are enough. You should develop foreign markets." Cheng Hui said.

Dai Chuan's head nodded like a chick eating rice. He was so excited. He liked it so much!

That’s right, he can’t do it!

"Director Cheng, do you have any good ideas?" he asked hopefully.

Cheng Hui said: "Let me think about it."

She said she was thinking about it, but she had actually already started drawing.

With just a few strokes, a doll was drawn.

Dai Chuan's face suddenly turned red.

Because Cheng Hui’s painting is a bit too much! It's a completely feminine curve, everything you want! Can this thing be done? How embarrassing!

"Only palm-sized." Cheng Hui wrote the data next to it: "15-20 cm tall, with a golden wig on the head, and then put on detachable small clothes."

She casually drew a few clothes and added colors, and they immediately became gorgeous and presentable.

There should be Barbie dolls in foreign countries now, but they are very expensive, costing more than ten or even dozens of dollars each, or even more.

The quality of their plastic might not be as good as the ones out there, but she was sure that she had enough styles of doll clothes!

Other dolls only come with one set of clothes, or two sets, but can’t she come with 10 sets? The price is only one tenth of the other party’s, beat them!

Although the doll looked good after being dressed, Dai Chuan still had doubts as to whether it could be sold.

"A doll like this abroad costs at least 10 dollars," said Cheng Hui.

Dai Chuan’s eyes widened instantly. Are they tigers? Or do you have money but can’t spend it? Why is it so expensive!

In fact, Cheng Hui couldn't understand this either. Some things abroad were precious, inexplicably and unbelievably expensive, but they had a large market.

The other party’s consumption psychology is different from theirs.

In the past, she had only studied the psychology of other parties in consuming home appliances, and had never studied toys. There was no need to study it, she could just copy the homework.

"Just trust me, that's right." Cheng Hui said.

"Okay, okay!" Dai Chuan said obediently.

"But you will have to find a way to bring it into the venue yourself. Bring it in and I will help you sell it." Cheng Hui said.

It's no wonder that she has designed all the things. If they fail to sell due to poor promotion, it will be a slap in her face.

Dai Chuan was really excited, his face flushed: "Thank you, thank you, thank you Director Cheng! You are really a great benefactor to our factory!"

Cheng Hui smiled and said, "It's too early to talk about this now. You can thank me when the products are really sold. Make the model first and send it to me. I will ask the female employees to make a few more clothes in the next few days. You can come and see the finished products then."

"Okay, okay." Dai Chuan couldn't utter any other words. He took Cheng Hui's drawings and hurried back to the factory to find a master to make the mold.

When everyone saw him holding the bag with his hands as if he had found a treasure, they immediately knew that Cheng Hui had helped him.

There are real benefits to helping Cheng Hui!

Suddenly someone asked, "Zheng Manru, will you come again next time?"

"She won't come, will she? She's just a weird, inexplicable woman."

"She still comes after being beaten like this? Hasn't she learned her lesson?"

"Hush, hush, I think she has a good memory but no brains. Her husband is not coming home, and she comes here to make trouble without asking around. I guess she's easy to fool..."

"What do you mean?"

The man stopped talking, but the smart man had already thought of it.

She is such an gullible person. If they fan the flames in front of her, will she come again? Won’t they have a chance to show their abilities then?

"Isn't this bad? Isn't this a rumor about our process manager?" The man shuddered: "Will he be beaten badly?"

"That's true..."

"You are such a fool! There are several other female employees in the office... We won't tell you who it is when the time comes, just lead her over!"

Everyone's eyes lit up.

No one expected that this might be suspected of spreading rumors about Qi Anguo.

It doesn't matter.

The most important thing is to save our own factory.

But most people say it as a joke; if they were really asked to do it, they wouldn't dare to do it.

Only one or two are really interested...

Qi Anguo didn't know that his wife had caused him trouble at home again. After a day and night of travel, he finally arrived in Harbin.

It was already very cold in Harbin, and his clothes were a little thin, but he didn't care about that and hurried to Zhangjia Village.

He had asked his secretary to arrange for people to pick him up at the station in advance.

He had already gathered all the information, and when he arrived at the place, he saw the small grave belonging to "Zheng Yajun".

It’s short and close to the aisle, and it’s about to be flattened! This shows how little attention was paid to it at the beginning.

Qi Anguo choked up and said, "I'm sorry, I'm late... Let's start."