So Wang Wei's factory was asked to help with production again. Cotton cloth must be made from Xinjiang cotton, and the sweaters must also be made of acrylic fibers with nice colors. The wool content of the wool fabric must reach a certain level.
After arranging these things, Wen Zhichao was so tired that he collapsed in his chair.
Xia Ruzheng brought him a glass of water.
"Where's the baby?"
Baby refers to their daughter. Since Wen Zhichao always calls her darling, the nickname was simply called Baby.
Xia Ruzheng said: "I'm asleep. I've been grinding my teeth recently. I think my teeth are about to grow."
Wen Zhichao smiled, put his hand on his wife's shoulder, and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
With the restaurant and my daughter, my wife is always busy! I thought about hiring a nanny, but she said she was afraid the nanny wouldn't be attentive and refused.
Xia Ruzheng leaned his head gently on his shoulder and said, "You work harder than me. How are things in the store?"
Wen Zhichao pretended to be relaxed and said, "It's okay. It's just a loss of money. Just consider it a lesson learned."
Xia Ruzheng said, "It would be great if you really thought so. I'm just afraid that you've gotten too caught up in this matter."
Wen Zhichao sighed. Who could let go so easily after encountering such a situation? Not only did he lose money, but he also lost time. Fortunately, Wang Wei was there to help, otherwise the store would really be out of stock. He hoped that autumn would come later this year.
"It's okay, don't worry. We've encountered a lot of things, but we've gotten through them all."
It's true that business is full of problems, both big and small. However, business is all about profit, and it's inevitable that you'll run into other profit-seekers, creating conflicts of interest, and getting ripped off. If you don't have a strong mental frame of mind, it's best not to do business.
Xia Ruzheng nodded. She knew all about business matters, but she was worried that Wen Zhichao might become upset. She wasn't that upset about the loss of money.
After such a hustle and bustle, we finally caught up. Before the first autumn rain, the new autumn clothes were finally on the shelves. Fortunately, they were not out of stock. Customers are quite fond of this year's new styles.
Originally, the two sales clerks in the store would give away two sets of clothes every season, but unexpectedly, the two of them liked the new style and bought one with their own money.
I thought the matter was over, but when Wen Zhichao was out on business, he suddenly noticed that so many people were wearing clothes similar to the ones in his store. The only difference was the color, and the quality was unknown.
Wen Zhichao suddenly had a bad feeling.
At this time in China, there was no such thing as fashionable clothing. In the past, everyone wore similar blue and black clothes, regardless of gender, age or status. Now, it is rare that the country's policies are not so strict, and the spring breeze of reform is blowing across the land, so girls' clothing has become more lively. It is a girl's nature to love beauty and coquettishness, so the market here is huge. Whoever can make beautiful and cheap clothes will be able to control the market.
The reason why Wen Zhichao's clothing store has so many customers and the number of customers is increasing every day is because of the new clothes that are constantly being innovated and have new styles.
Now that so many similar clothes suddenly came out, Wen Zhichao felt a crisis. His winning weapon was threatened.
The shop has been open for more than a year, and this has never happened before.
The main reason was that Wang Wei had previously helped with production. He was reliable and had a good personal relationship with Wen Zhichao, so he wasn't worried about his designs being leaked. Now that this had happened, Wen Zhichao only needed to think about it a little to figure out who had done this.
The design drawing was discussed by him and his wife. No outsiders had seen it except the people in the garment processing factory. However, he had stated in the contract that they were not allowed to produce such clothing for others, nor were they allowed to disclose the clothing drawings. How could the boss be so bold?
But think about it again: the boss could exploit a loophole in the contract between the two parties, claiming he didn't specify that he wanted Xinjiang cotton cloth, and then profit from the price difference. It's not hard to understand why he stole or even sold the blueprints. For money, anyone would do anything. After all, today's business laws are not perfect.
Wen Zhichao was so angry this time that smoke was coming out of his head. Did they all think he was easy to bully?!
Wen Zhichao went to other clothing stores and found that there were indeed many stores selling that kind of clothes. Although there are not clothing stores everywhere in Guangzhou nowadays, there are still quite a few of them.
Wen Zhichao was so angry when he thought about those guys making money with their hard work.
"Boss, your clothes are so fashionable and beautiful. Where did you get them from?"
Some shrewd bosses would ask Wen Zhichao why he was asking this question, and Wen Zhichao would say that his relative also owned a shop, and that he was asking about such beautiful clothes. Then those bosses would say that they bought the clothes from a garment factory.
But some careless bosses will directly tell him where they get the goods from, and some enthusiastic bosses will even point out to him clearly how to get to the factory, who to find, who is responsible, and how to get the goods at a cheaper price.
Wen Zhichao wrote all these down, and then disguised himself as a clothing store owner to ask them one by one. Most clothing factories just wanted to do business, so they praised their clothes to the skies, saying that they were designed by foreign designers, that foreigners all wore this kind of clothes, and that they learned the designs from others. Wen Zhichao was really at a loss for words. How could he and his wife become foreign designers when they were obviously authentic Chinese?
But I gradually understood that some people learn to make clothes by looking at those produced by others, and some things are indeed made by buying drawings.
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