"Yes, yes, I know it's difficult... but the old man has influence, so whether it can be done or not is all up to you, isn't it? Money is not a problem! You can also help smooth things over with the bank and get a loan. As long as it's done, the profits... I'll give you this amount of profit directly!"
He gritted his teeth and announced a shocking proportion, his facial muscles twitching, his heart bleeding, but his tone became increasingly ingratiating:
"Yes, yes, yes! Half! Thank you so much, Young Master Hong... Thank you so much!"
He grumbled a few more times, as if he found it troublesome, but eventually reluctantly agreed.
Qiu Fengxian thanked him profusely and hung up the phone. The instant he put down the receiver, his face darkened, and he spat on the ground, "Pah! You greedy bastard!"
He took a few deep breaths, his chest heaving, but quickly reassured himself:
"Fine... so be it, as long as it gets the job done..."
He composed himself and pressed the intercom button again.
A short while later, a young woman wearing a blue polyester shirt and with two braids and a middle-aged man wearing gray overalls and glasses hurriedly walked in.
The woman was Qiu Fengxian's sister-in-law, and also the factory's accountant, Liu Xiangqin.
The man was his cousin, Qiu Dalin, who was also the head of logistics at the factory.
"Brother-in-law, what do you want with us?"
Liu Xiangqin asked.
"Celery, get the money ready right now. Dalin, contact the old channels immediately and order another batch of British camel wool for me! No, not just British camel wool!"
Qiu Fengxian's eyes gleamed with a desperate glint, and he spoke rapidly.
"Go and find out again which imported accessories the First Garment Factory needs to buy recently, and buy them all! As many as there are! Hurry up!"
Upon hearing this, Liu Xiangqin's face turned pale:
"Brother-in-law! Are you crazy? The factory's accounts are completely empty! Last month's wages were barely scraped together! That loan you just took out, not a single penny was used for our factory's production; it all went into that batch of overpriced Australian wool! Where are we going to get the money to buy so much stuff now? Maybe... let's just forget about it?"
"never mind?"
Qiu Fengxian slammed his hand on the table, his eyes bloodshot, like a gambler who had lost everything.
"Absolutely not! I've spent a month laying this trap, and I'm about to close it in and catch the big fish. How can I just give up now? That Zhou Qiqi is just being stubborn! Once she can't come up with her new designs and the orders overwhelm her, she'll have to crawl back to me begging for my help! At that time, the price of the materials we have will double again, and we'll be rolling in wealth!"
He was breathing heavily, his eyes scanning the office frantically before finally settling on Liu Xiangqin. He lowered his voice, his tone carrying a desperate, reckless intensity:
"Xiangqin, think of a way! Get all the usable money in the factory's accounts! Employee welfare funds, pension reserves... whatever it is, move it all out for emergency use! Make up for it as soon as the money arrives!"
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