The middle-aged man pointed in a direction where a large crowd had gathered. Five or six blond, blue-eyed foreigners surrounded a very gentlemanly man, making it seem as if they were the center of a constellation.

The middle-aged man, Xu, the deputy director of the garment factory, had a slightly anxious look on his face.

“I contacted Jia Yongjun about this matter, and he recommended you to me.”

I know that Comrade Ruan helped the textile factory design a winter coat that sold very well, and now the two factories are cooperating.

"Quickly help me figure out what's wrong with this suit," Clarence said. He had been thinking about it for two days, and this morning, just when we thought the deal was a done deal, the other party refused.

While refusing, they said that as compensation, they gave the garment factory a contract manufacturing order.

The commission for processing a shirt is 0.5 cents. If it were someone else, the deputy factory manager would kick that guy as far as he could.

The commission per item is less than one yuan.

Are you kidding me? Suits are not like ordinary clothes. From the pattern to the cutting and sewing, the process is very time-consuming. With the labor and machine costs combined, a price of 0.5 cents is equivalent to all the work being wasted.

The garment factory might even lose money.

He could have refused if it wasn't suitable, but the task from above was to generate foreign exchange revenue at all costs. That's why Deputy Factory Director Xu was both angry and conflicted.

To prove that his suit was good, Xu Kai even took out a sample garment and showed it to Ruan Xianxian, who was stunned when she saw it.

No, bro, are you sure these two items are really no different?

One was a tailcoat with excellent sheeting provided by Clarence, and the other was a long suit that was becoming popular on the other side of the strait.

Long suits may look good, and Hong Kong stars have worn them in various styles, but they are very selective in who they suit. If not worn well, they can make the upper body look long and the lower body short.

Looking sympathetically at the deputy factory director, whose forehead was beaded with sweat, I tilted my head, considering whether or not to tell him…

Mr. Clarence most likely never intended to buy your suit from the beginning; he was just looking for an irresistible reason to get you to help with the manufacturing.

Look, even though I have no need for it, I've already had your garment factory process it for me as compensation. If you refuse again, won't you seem ungrateful?

Perhaps the other party saw the garment factory's eagerness to generate foreign exchange revenue, which is why they gave them this order that they could not refuse, even though it would result in a loss.

They're all about manipulating people's hearts to gain an advantage.

Shaking her head, Ruan Xianxian swallowed her words. The deputy factory director in front of her was clearly not a shrewd person, and his position was most likely internal and not external.

She picked up the tuxedo and examined it closely. "Deputy Factory Director, they've brought their needs right to your doorstep. Why go to such lengths instead of making tuxedos?"

"I've done it." Xu Kai looked embarrassed as he slowly took out a neatly ironed tuxedo from under the display case.

At first glance, nothing seemed amiss, but when the well-built Xu Kai put the clothes on, even Ruan Xianxian, who was used to wearing cheap clothes from street stalls in her later life and wasn't picky about clothes, widened her eyes.

How can I describe this? It's like the difference between a high-end CEO's bespoke suit and the suit worn by a guy selling secondhand houses.

The former exudes elegance and taste in every aspect, while the latter is the same as what one inherits from one's father or grandfather.

"Laugh if you want to." Xu Kai said helplessly, "The quality of clothes depends not only on the fabric and texture, but also, most importantly, on the cut."

As you can see, the garment factory didn't have good tuxedo patterns, and Clarence's family ran a high-end brand.

When asked to laugh, Ruan Xianxian stopped laughing and stroked her chin with her slender fingers.

"I'm not good at tailoring tuxedos, but I do know a bit about suits. So, I'll bring you the suit I made for my partner tomorrow so you can take a look."

If Clarence likes it, I can provide the pattern to the garment factory.

She has a knowledge of Western suits, which can be attributed to posters from the other side of the strait. Tuxedos are popular in Europe, but given the current cultural blockade, she has neither the means nor the right to know about them.

"Really?" Xu Kai was overjoyed. It wasn't that he was naive, but rather that he had seen the various winter clothing designs provided by Ruan Xianxian and highly regarded her skills.

Without winter clothing, he couldn't get any help from Ruan Xianxian.

"Well, there's something else." He rubbed his hands together, and seeing that Deputy Factory Director Xu was all ears, he slowly continued speaking.

"Sister Guan always gave me bonuses for the design drawings I provided to the textile factory." Seeing that the other person's expression didn't change, she chuckled and continued:

"Bonuses are not important. If the textile factory gives bonuses but the garment factory doesn't, it makes our factory look stingy and unpresentable. Also, I'm afraid that after a few times, I'll lose motivation."

Xu Kai wasn't as shrewd as Song Jie; she was afraid that if she beat around the bush, the other party wouldn't understand.

Xu Kai understood. If he still didn't understand, he wouldn't have become the deputy factory director. A smile spread across his refined face, and he nodded slightly.

"Everything is for motivation, Comrade Ruan, I understand." Then he lowered his voice: "Whatever the textile factory pays, our garment factory will only pay more in bonuses, don't worry."

Ruan Xianxian: I love your competitive spirit and your drive to compete.

Having said almost everything that needed to be said, that bastard Shotaro had already led Myron deep into crowded areas, and she greeted him before following.

"Well..." Xu Kai hesitated for a moment, "Comrade Ruan, do you think we should swallow this loss and cancel the processing order?"

"The deputy factory manager should go back and discuss this with the factory manager. However, I can try to help with contract manufacturing to increase the price. I have other matters to attend to; let's discuss them in detail tomorrow!"

Xu Kai's gaze shifted slightly as he watched the woman, who seemed as graceful as a fairy under the moon and vanished into the crowd in the blink of an eye.

The awkwardness and lack of social skills that once characterized him have vanished, replaced by a wisdom that comes with the passage of time.

The secretary behind her almost rolled her eyes to the sky. If the factory director was a wolf, then her deputy factory director was the jackal on the wolf's head!

They were in cahoots, otherwise Guan Yan wouldn't have been so easily angered whenever she saw them!

This is a case of the weak gaining the upper hand. Hopefully, once Comrade Ruan sees the truth, she won't attack her deputy factory director.

...

After leaving the garment factory's booth, Ruan Xianxian finally had time to carefully examine the exhibition setup.

The booth is not a conventional row design. Instead, it is coiled around a central point, forming a spiral shape. Unless you deliberately squeeze out from the gaps, you have a chance to be noticed by foreign guests from beginning to end.

Electronics factories, candy factories, wineries, steel mills... it truly encompasses the vast majority of existing factories in Heilongjiang Province.

To paraphrase Feng Guang: Those with money, please support us financially; those without money, please support us with your presence. Regardless of whether the goods can be exported, let's get the atmosphere lively first.

After a quick glance, Ruan Xianxian didn't move closer to Xiangtaro. Instead, she found a spot with a good view and squinted to observe him closely.

Those who didn't know better would think she was looking for easy targets, but foreign guests who had dealt with her before would quickly tuck their tails between their legs when they saw her malicious gaze.

Just as Ruan Xianxian came up with a reason and was about to approach Xiangtaro, she brushed past a stranger and a small note was slipped into her palm.

Ruan Xianxian remained calm. [System, take a look at what's written on the note.]