Chapter 372 Is it funny?

Song Xilai had a sad face, but said firmly, "Forget it. Anyway, Xiaohui sells a lot, and there are a lot of gifts. 390,000 ovens, plus the previous ones, more than 400,000. Do I get 10 bowls for each one? More than 4 million bowls, wow, I have never sold so many enamel bowls at once!"

He also knew why he was not allowed to participate in the exhibition. If he wanted to deliver the more than 4 million bowls on time, it would be enough to keep him busy, and he had no time to accept orders.

Cheng Hui is his eldest niece, and they are family. Her gifts have all been promised, and he cannot let her down at the critical moment and affect her foreign exchange earnings!

Cheng Hui smiled.

Yang Yue and Zhao Daxing looked at him with sour eyes.

Count him as a human being! It was worth it for Xiaohui to help him.

He got more than 200 million orders at once! Is he the first person to earn foreign exchange this year?

They are both zero!

Just make them jealous to death.

"Uncle, they are just teasing you. Our enamel bowls are selling well, and we signed an order worth 48.5 million today. You just wait for the wealth to come." Cheng Hui said.

"What?" Song Xilai's eyes widened and he scratched his ears: "How much did you say just now? I didn't hear it clearly."

"48.5 million." Cheng Hui said.

Song Xilai looked at her blankly: "Did you say one extra word? It's actually only 4850?"

Zhao Daxing suddenly laughed: "Hahahaha!"

Song Xilai was instantly disappointed... "Are you kidding me? Are you really kidding me this time?"

"No, we were just teasing you before." Yang Yue said.

Song Xilai was completely dumbfounded. He couldn't tell what was before and what was after, and which time was he being played a trick on!

"Don't laugh!" He yelled at Zhao Daxing, "Is it funny? How much did you export this year?"

Zhao Daxing couldn't laugh anymore.

The next second, he jumped over and started fighting with Song Xilai.

How dare you yell at him! How can those who just sit back and enjoy the fruits of others’ labor have the face to do so!

Yang Yue stood aside and clapped his hands, "Hit him! Hit him in the face! Harder!"

Cheng Hui...A man stays young until he dies!

She looked at the two people who were wrestling with each other. It was quite a fight, but they were not really fighting, they were just joking.

If they really fought, they would have been kicked to the bench long ago.

She went back to her room, changed her clothes, and spent some time with the child. When she came out again, it was quiet outside.

Yang Yue and Zhao Daxing had already told him what happened today. Song Xilai was shocked and finally numb.

Seeing Cheng Hui coming out, he quickly asked, "Too many! I don't have the life to do that! How can I produce? What if I can't deliver on time?"

Since their enamel factory was established, they have probably never made more than 40 million bowls. Now he is asked to make them within three months, he would never dare to dream of doing so.

"We definitely can't do it on our own, so we have to seek external help." Cheng Hui said: "But the key technology still needs to be in our own hands, otherwise, we will be making wedding clothes for others."

At that time, other factories will say: We have produced so many foreign trade orders and earned so many dollars!

We must let them recognize their identity as OEM factories.

"What should we do specifically?" Song Xilai asked. He was still confused.

"When the time comes, let other enamel factories do the preliminary work, and we will only be responsible for enameling and drying." Cheng Hui said: "I will improve the machine and strive to achieve the maximum degree of automation."

This way, you can not only keep the glaze formula in your own hands, but also save a lot of time.

"Okay, okay, whatever you say is what it is!" Song Xilai said.

"It's just that we may have to move to Beijing to open a factory." Cheng Hui said: "Of course I'm happy to go back to Beijing, but I don't know if you are reluctant to leave your hometown."

Song Xilai had a complicated expression for a moment, but he agreed without hesitation for two seconds.

"I have to leave even if I'm reluctant! That's the capital city, I dream of going there... Besides, as for my hometown, I can come back to visit in the summer, I won't come back in the winter."

In the 1970s, the greenhouse effect was not so serious. The winters in Northeast China were very cold, with temperatures often reaching minus 30 to 40 degrees Celsius.

The clothes are not warm enough and walking outside is like being tortured. If it is windy, the top of your head will be frozen off.

How many people in Northeast China don’t have the ultimate dream of living in the South? I'm really scared of the cold.

Song Xilai is no more resistant to cold than others.

Besides, he has more than 200 million US dollars to earn! Not to mention letting him go to a good place like Beijing, he would go even if he was asked to go to the most difficult place!

"If you leave, what will happen to Huaqiang Electric Factory?" he asked.

"The one in Northeast will be a branch factory in the future. Ask the current employees, those who want to leave with me can take them away, and those who don't want to leave can stay. We will recruit new workers and start production, and we will be able to complete some orders. But the shipping cost will be increased." Cheng Hui looked at Yang Yue and said.

Yang Yue and Zhao Daxing felt relieved. Why would they still need them to produce parts?

"Of course, we are strategic partners, and some parts can only be produced by you, no one else can." Cheng Hui said: "But the two uncles also know how large the order volume is, so we must speed up production."

Yang Yue then remembered that he was still the deputy director of an electrical appliance factory. So, he did not gain nothing from this Canton Fair!

He stood up quickly and said, "Yes, yes, I have to go back to arrange the production. I don't have time to watch the show here. Besides, it's over, right?" he asked Cheng Hui.

Cheng Hui smiled and said, "It's basically over."

"Basically...that means it's not finished yet?" But he really didn't have time to read it, so he left with Zhao Daxing regretfully and took the train back overnight.

Song Xilai didn't leave. He remembered what he was doing and became anxious again: "Should we still give away the brocade box? It's not enough."

There are more than 50 million brocade boxes, and the waste cloth is not enough. If I buy good cloth to make them, I will really lose money.

"We will only deliver the orders from the previous two days. We will not deliver any orders from today." Cheng Hui said, "I will announce it tomorrow. If they don't agree, it will be a good reason to cancel the contract."

Most people today sign contracts just to get a bargain. They are looking for the penalty fee and never expect to receive the goods, so they don’t care about the brocade box.

Sure enough, the next day, after Cheng Hui posted the statement at the gate, at the exhibition booth, in the negotiation area, and even in all the hotels where foreign businessmen were staying, no one expressed any objection.

Anyone who really wanted to buy a bowl the other day could get a brocade box, no problem.

Of course, those who only wanted liquidated damages had no objection on the third day, but they were afraid that she would find a reason to cancel the contract.

No need to cheat for orders today, Cheng Hui didn't come to the venue early to make egg tarts or give away juice, and she won't give them away in the future~

The result was that he arrived later than the foreign investors, and was called away by Jiang Ming as soon as he entered the venue.

"Take a look at the manuscript I wrote. Is it okay to say this?" he asked Cheng Hui humbly.

He has never been afraid of anyone when speaking in meetings!

But this time is different, this time he is trying to fool people, and he is a little bit incapable of doing it.