"You're going to procure everything just by talking without a budget?"

Even Song Jie, who was behind her desk, looked up with great interest, wanting to see how this overly beautiful woman, whose words were not very reliable, would end up.

She had never seen a winter coat, but she had heard of it. Thanks to those two factories that searched the whole province for duck down, anyone with a bit of knowledge had heard that the winter coat was selling like hotcakes.

"That's right. As our top leader often says, we live in a community, and mutual dependence and support are the cornerstones of social development."

Sister Song, if you trust me, I can try to trade a batch of oil from our factory with the textile factory for a batch of winter clothing.

I'm sure the textile factory, understanding the hard work of our oil pressing workers, will be willing to help us."

What can you buy without ration coupons? Even textile factories are short of edible oil, and state-owned factories are not allowed to trade privately. As soon as the concept of mutual help was mentioned, Song Jie and Xiao Qin, the purchasing agent, exchanged glances.

Is cooking oil being used to change into winter clothing?

Yes, absolutely!

Song Jie's attitude changed completely. She stood up, took Ruan Xianxian's small hand, and shook it up and down: "Mutual support and mutual assistance, Comrade Ruan's words are so well said!"

Then, his tone shifted, and his smile became meaningful:

"We've never really had any dealings with textile factories, but we sincerely hope that the workers from both factories can learn and work together. We'd like to ask you to help us convey our message."

Clasping her hands together, Ruan Xianxian lowered her voice and asked, "Then... an oil press?"

Song Jie: "Seize the young master?"

Ruan Xianxian: "300 yuan per unit. I added our oil pressing factory's logo to my winter coat."

"make a deal."

They let go, and both the tigress and the little fox smiled meaningfully.

The latter spoke first: "Mutual assistance between the two factories is a major and important matter. Song Jie, could you lend me your phone? I hope we can get it done as soon as possible."

Just imagine the prestige of foreign guests having to queue to buy these winter coats, which weren't even available in department stores, being the first to wear them, the cadres of their oil press factory!

Having saved a lot of money, Song Jie found the woman in front of her pleasing to the eye no matter what.

"Xiao Qin! Take some people and make a phone call to explain the situation. Xiao Ruan, you go with him, and while you're at it, call in your companions. You can pay for the oil press now."

If needed, I can arrange for someone to teach you how to operate the machine.

Ruan Xianxian naturally wouldn't refuse, and thanked her with a smile: "Then I won't be polite, I'm really sorry to have troubled you."

"Don't mention it, come back later for a cup of tea." Song Jie personally escorted him to the office, her smile much more genuine and enthusiastic than before.

The four people who had been betting on her being kicked out after just a few minutes outside were dumbfounded.

As she passed the four people, Ruan Xianxian raised her chin high, made a three with her left hand, clenched her fist twice, and then made a three with her right hand.

It means 300 units, or 903 units.

Xiang Hongjun was so excited that his hands were trembling. If he weren't a few years older than the guy, he would have loved to pick him up and kiss him.

Not to mention the captain, even Chu Li, who was always arrogant, showed surprise. Then, he subtly gave a thumbs up, giving high praise.

Ruan Xianxian tilted her chin up even higher, and Xiao Qin couldn't help but ask, "Sister Ruan, doesn't your chin hurt?"

Ruan Xianxian: ...

Along the way, Xiao Qin kept asking her how easy it was to do business with foreign guests, and Ruan Xianxian smiled modestly:

"It's not difficult. Others may not know, but I've only signed contracts worth less than 2 million. My main focus wasn't on that."

"Two, two million?" Xiao Qin stammered, on the verge of tears. What did that even mean? He didn't even have 200 yuan in savings. A thought struck him, and he asked with a smile:

"Sister Ruan, could you leave your address? Our factory sometimes has orders that we can't process. If we have your address, we can introduce you to your new factory."

He cleverly converted the workshop into a new factory. Xiao Qin felt that befriending someone who could not only generate high foreign exchange but also had extensive connections in various large factories would be entirely beneficial.

"Really? The oil mill also has orders that can't be processed. Besides the address, I'll also give you the brigade headquarters' phone number. If we have any procurement problems in the future, we can help each other out."

Xiao Qin understood, and became even more enthusiastic throughout the journey. When they arrived at the office with a telephone, without her having to tell them, they took the initiative to invite the people inside to the outside.

She blinked. "Translator Ruan, feel free to use the phone. I'll keep watch outside and make sure no one disturbs you."

What a smart and warm-hearted comrade! Ruan Xianxian thought to herself as she put the receiver to her ear.

The call connected, and Guan Yan's familiar voice came from the other end: "Hello, this is Guan Yan from the textile factory."

"It's me, Factory Director Guan! Xianxian."

Hearing her energetic voice, Guan Yan couldn't help but smile: "Is there something you need?"

"That's right," Ruan Xianxian said, reciting a draft she had already prepared: "Our sales of winter clothing can't rely entirely on foreign customers."

After several sleepless nights of hard work, I have designed a uniform for cadres. I have even found a pilot plant for it. I will have someone send the blueprints to you later.

"Make a batch as soon as possible, Sister Guan, do you understand what I mean?"

Guan Yan, who had been somewhat nonchalant, straightened up. A smart person only needs to make a point when speaking.

The high cost of cold-weather clothing, making it unsuitable for the domestic market, has always been a major concern for Guan Yan.

$30 is just the cost. With the average wage of $20-$30, how many ordinary people can afford it and are willing to buy it?

Ruan Xianxian's words, "cadre attire," made her understand immediately. Ordinary people couldn't afford it, but what about leaders?

In other words, what if the work uniforms are provided by the company as a benefit?

Guan Yan suddenly understood, and a laugh escaped her lips. "Great! Send over the blueprints, and I'll have someone rush to make them. You won't be shortchanged on your bonus."

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