Zhou Qiqi's lips curved slightly into a charming smile, tinged with a mischievous glint in her eyes. She winked.
"Hey, it's definitely 'giving money'! Let's give him some ghost money to spend!"
"Qiu Fengxian dug such a deep pit for himself, just waiting to jump in. If I don't go to his grave and scatter some paper money to celebrate, wouldn't I be too insensitive? This is what you call benevolence and righteousness!"
Zhang Guoqiang was dumbfounded. The hairs on his back hadn't even settled when his chest felt like it had been doused with boiling oil—a sensation that was both terrifying and exhilarating!
He never expected that Zhou Qiqi's seemingly reckless words after being provoked were actually a meticulously planned and suspenseful scheme!
This scheming, this method, it's simply... ruthless! Absolutely brilliant!
Looking at the young woman in front of him, who was more than ten years younger than him and had an exceptionally beautiful face, he felt an indescribable sense of awe and was completely in awe of her!
Choosing to abandon my dignity and beg her to become a part of the First Garment Factory was definitely the best decision I ever made in my life!
Now, recalling Qiu Fengxian's smug and self-satisfied expression in his office, Zhang Guoqiang felt an unprecedented surge of satisfaction, and couldn't help but slap his thigh hard.
"Serves him right! Let him be arrogant! Let him be smug! Now look what he's done, he's jumped right into the fire!"
But after saying that, he thought about his behavior just now and felt a little embarrassed:
"Master Zhou, why didn't you give me a heads-up? I was so clueless, I almost held you back! If I had known earlier, I could have helped you out and made your performance more convincing!"
As he spoke, he stroked his chin and began to think.
"For example, when you mention emergency funds, I could pretend to be smug and say something like, 'You're right!' or 'Look at you, you smug face!' Wouldn't that be better...?"
As he spoke, he began to act, making faces and gestures.
Looking at his performance, which was full of obvious signs of acting, Zhou Qiqi became even more certain that it was the right thing to not let him know beforehand.
However, she knew Zhang Guoqiang meant well, so she suppressed a laugh and patted his shoulder.
"It's best if you don't know. Your reaction just now couldn't be more real! That old fox Qiu Fengxian wouldn't have believed my 'furious' act so easily if he hadn't seen how anxious and scared you were, as if you wanted to drag me away immediately. You are the number one hero today!"
Zhang Guoqiang blushed with pride at the praise, and his slight grievance vanished instantly, leaving only deep admiration for Zhou Qiqi's wisdom.
This young woman's mind works faster than a sewing machine shuttle!
He rubbed his hands together, grinning from ear to ear, feeling that he had followed the right person and that his future was bright.
Seeing that his emotions had calmed down, Zhou Qiqi stopped joking, put away her smile, and said seriously.
"Alright, Director Zhang, it's time for us to get moving. Go to our purchasing department right now and have them order British camel wool and those imported accessories."
"Huh? Really?"
Zhang Guoqiang was taken aback.
"Order! Of course we'll order!"
A glint flashed in Zhou Qiqi's eyes.
"However, remember two things. First, the movements should be 'slow,' but not really slow. Instead, they should appear as if you are eager but unable to achieve your goal, and you are in a hurry but are constantly being thwarted."
"Second, you must act 'urgent,' but not genuinely urgent. You need to call suppliers frequently and genuinely complain about the difficulty of getting supplies. In short, put on a convincing show and make this 'fire at your doorstep' act as if it's a matter of life and death' truly urgent!"
Zhang Guoqiang patted his chest and made a promise.
"Don't worry! That guy in the purchasing department is a college graduate I specifically recruited. He's very clever! He'll definitely understand the ins and outs of this order! I'll arrange it right away!"
He turned and walked out, his steps brisk and energetic.
After assigning the purchasing department the task of "acting out" their plans, Zhang Guoqiang quickly returned to his office.
"Master Zhou, you guessed right! Qiu Fengxian really has his eye on British camel wool! Let's just wait and see..."
However, although they vented their anger, the core issue remains unresolved.
When he returned after making the arrangements, his face was once again etched with worry.
"Qiqi, we've gotten our revenge, but... but the factory's problems are still there. What are we going to do about the raw materials? Do you have any ideas? What approach are you planning to take?"
Zhou Qiqi walked to the sample rack, her fingers brushing over the rows of fabric samples, her gaze firm and calm.
"The solution has always been right in front of us."
She pulled out a piece of thick, slightly rough-textured domestic woolen fabric and twirled it forcefully.
"Imported materials are good, but they ultimately belong to others. We cannot control the technology and quotas ourselves; they are things that hold us back. This time it was Qiu Fengxian, and next time it may be some other Fengxian. We cannot entrust our lifeline to others forever."
"We must continue producing the Guanghua series, and we must use our own materials."
Zhang Guoqiang frowned slightly, recalling the difficulty of selecting the raw materials in the beginning:
"But...we carefully selected Australian wool before, and the domestic materials are just not as good as them in terms of feel, soundstage, and dyeing effect."
"It's almost there, but not unusable."
Zhou Qiqi raised her head, her eyes sparkling with a sense of challenge and confidence.
"Our domestic wool industry started late and cannot compare with the mature and high-quality imported wool. It is normal that it has many shortcomings. But it is precisely because of this that we need to use it, select it, and promote it. Only when someone gives them opportunities can they grow."
She looked up at Zhang Guoqiang, her gaze intense, carrying the spirit of a pioneer. It wasn't blind optimism, but a strong confidence based on her own strength and vision.
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