After a moment of silence, the teacher finally gave in with some doubt.
"I'll go get the principal for you. You two can sit in the office first."
Fang Jiazhang and Hua Guangrong waited for a while, and then a gentle and mature female voice came from the office door.
"Hello, I'm the principal. What can I do for you?"
The two of them quickly stood up and looked towards the source of the sound. They saw a middle-aged woman with short hair. Although she was thin, she looked energetic and had a relaxed expression.
Both Fang Jiazhang and Hua Guangrong were a little nervous. Before they saw the leader, it was okay for them to ask anyway.
But when the principal arrived, although his attitude was relatively calm and not as harsh as some leaders, he still exuded an indescribable temperament that made people feel awe.
Hua Guangrong swallowed and smiled subconsciously, "Principal, we are from the Dafang Village Garment Factory. I wonder if your school has any plans to make custom uniforms?"
The principal looked at them with a gentle gaze, then nodded: "So that's why you came here."
She did not refuse directly, but found a chair to sit down and invited the two to continue sitting.
"Please take a seat. Could you please tell me about your Dafang Village Garment Factory? What's your scale? What kind of clothing do you primarily produce? What's the response to your clothes? Do you have any samples for me to see?"
When this series of questions came out, even though the other party still had a smile on his face, Fang Jiazhang and Hua Guangrong's hearts suddenly tightened and they were extremely nervous.
"Uh," Fang Jiazhang started to answer, uttering a short syllable, but his chest pounded as he began to think about these questions.
He stammered, "There's probably a garment factory in our village with about a hundred workers. They make Dacron, Dacron shirts, bell-bottom pants, dresses, children's clothes, socks, gloves.
"It's selling pretty well, but we just don't have any distribution channels. We only have stalls in our county and we also work with state-owned stores. Now we want to expand our business and see if we can get orders for school uniforms and work clothes."
At first, he was so nervous that he stumbled, but later Fang Jiazhang spoke more and more fluently, miraculously. After he finished speaking, he felt relieved.
Fortunately, fortunately all the answers were given.
Hua Guangrong looked at him with a little more admiration in his eyes.
The principal smiled and nodded again. "Then I roughly understand. Our school has 300 students from first to fifth grade. If I ask your factory to make custom school uniforms, how many days can you expect to deliver them?"
Fang Jiazhang quickly said, "We need to finalize the design first. Our factory director is responsible for drawing it. Production will only begin after you, the principal, are satisfied. Not counting the time spent drawing it, it can be completed in one day."
The principal nodded and said, "Then can you show me a design first?"
Hua Guangrong: "Don't worry, Principal! I'll call back right now and have our factory director start designing! As for the price, we can discuss it after the design is ready and you're satisfied, okay?"
The principal seemed quite satisfied and praised: "Although your factory is still small and just starting out, it already has the prototype of a professional. I believe you will definitely grow bigger and stronger in the future."
Although Fang Jiazhang and Hua Guangrong are not the bosses, as members of the village, they are also shareholders in a sense.
If the factory is doing well, they will have jobs and share the money. Of course they are very happy to hear this.
"By the principal's good wishes!"
The second company they visited showed signs of success, and they couldn't help but feel very happy. When they walked out of the campus and looked up, they felt that the scorching sun had become brighter.
Public telephone booths began to appear on the streets these days. Fang Jiazhang and Hua Guangrong found a public phone and called Wu Muxiang.
Wu Muxiang was also happy. Firstly, he had an order and had made a breakthrough in expanding sales channels. Secondly, his subordinates could now develop the market independently.
Wu Muxiang asked on the phone:
"Did she make any requests?"
Hua Guangrong repeated the principal's requirements in detail, and Wu Muxiang wrote them down.
She is in Dafang Village, and she has to come to Hua Guangrong after drawing the design drawings, and there is the possibility of modification later. If Fang Jiazhang or Hua Guangrong is asked to run back and forth, it would be too inefficient.
Therefore, Wu Muxiang decided to go there in person, so that she could discuss the school uniform design with the principal of the third primary school in person and it would also be convenient to make modifications later.
Wu Muxiang hadn't thought much about it before, but then he thought, it would be great if there was something that could transmit pictures to the other side through the air, just like a phone that allows people to talk across the air.
She shook her head. At least now, it should be impossible.
However, Wu Muxiang changed her mind and realized that she was the only one who designed clothes. If the factory wanted to come up with new styles, she would have to draw design drawings when she went out to discuss business in the future.
One person’s clones are not enough, so it’s better to train a few more designers.
In the future, the configuration for business trips will be one designer and one salesperson. While discussing business, the design draft will also be discussed.
This idea is still just a prototype, and Wu Muxiang has no time to put it into practice for the time being because she is about to leave for another county.
While she was packing her luggage, and during the time she was on the train, Fang Jiazhang and she negotiated a deal on work clothes for a factory.
This doesn't require a blueprint.
The factory director specified the fixed style and brought out sample clothes for reference.
Actually, the two of them were lucky, as they had originally been looking for cooperation with state-owned textile factories to produce school uniforms and work clothes.
But the state-owned textile factory happened to have a client with connections, and he kept delaying the orders that came to him.
They were sure that in this area, there was no other company that made work clothes and school uniforms except theirs, and the leaders of both the school and other factories were very annoyed.
Now a garment factory has just arrived, so the leaders of these units are definitely willing to give us opportunities.
Now that Wu Muxiang is here, Hua Guangrong has to go back again.
After all, he couldn't transmit images remotely, so if he wanted to produce a fixed style, he had to bring samples back.
In addition to samples, there are also sizes and number of people. With these, the number of work clothes needed by a factory with thousands of people can be produced and delivered quickly.
As for how to transport the clothes, of course it still depends on manpower.
After all, Wu Muxiang had no channels to buy a vehicle that could transport goods, and at the moment only the government could use a vehicle to transport goods.
In fact, school uniforms don’t need to be very complicated in style. As long as they are loose and uniform, it’s fine.
It was probably in the style of sportswear, with the school emblem and name of No. 3 Primary School embroidered on the chest, and the colors were mainly red and white.
Without much revision, the principal nodded in satisfaction.
At this point, Fang Jiazhang and Wu Muxiang ended their business trip and returned to Dafang Village.
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