This classmate Lu is really the God of Wealth.

Not only did Weiman Clothing place an order for one thousand sets of work uniforms at their factory, it also brought customers to buy gloves.

The backlog of gloves was a real headache for Director Zhou.

Lu Baiwei helped him solve his urgent problem, and Director Zhou felt mixed emotions for a moment.

But once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. What has been done has been done, and everything is for the development of the factory.

Director Zhou said, "Let's talk to them in my office."

"That's what we mean, let's go!"

Lu Baiwei, He Hua and others followed Director Zhou away. Tang Jinghai arranged for people to move the goods and glanced at a pile of things covered with plastic paper in the corner of the warehouse.

"What's this?"

Tang Jinghai asked: "Is this also the product your factory is going to ship?"

"It seems like you've received quite a few orders recently."

When the sales manager of the garment factory heard Tang Jinghai say this, he hurriedly interrupted him.

"Besides the business with Weiman Clothing, where else can we get orders?"

Tang Jinghai wanted to pull aside the plastic sheet to see the goods piled underneath, but was stopped by the sales manager of the garment factory.

"Manager Tang, those are not goods to be shipped. They are fabrics we use to make work clothes. This is not the factory's cooperation with you. We will have more orders in the future."

"It's cheaper to buy fabric in bulk, so our factory manager Zhou asked us to buy more."

"There's no place to store the fabrics we bought, so we can only pile them up in the shipping warehouse here."

If there hadn't been a hole in the plastic paper at the bottom, Tang Jinghai would have seen clearly that the transparent plastic bag contained what seemed to be a work shirt, and he would have almost believed what the sales manager of the garment factory said.

However, the current situation is also expected, isn't it?

When they decided to give this order to the current Beijing Suburban Garment Factory, he and Weiwei had considered that even if they saved their factory, some people might not be grateful.

Seeing the profits in making work clothes, it is inevitable that people will have some bad thoughts.

Sure enough, everything happened as they expected.

It seems that the clothing factory, in addition to fulfilling their orders, is secretly copying a batch of work clothes for the sugar factory.

They just have to wait for the order they signed with the sugar factory to be fulfilled, and then they will quickly make up for it.

You are really great.

The abacus beads made a loud noise.

They have their plans, and he and Weiwei also have their own plans.

If Weiman Clothing was not plotted against, then everything would be fine. But if it is confirmed that the clothing factory where they placed the order has teamed up with outsiders to plot against them.

That’s good!

Then let them fall hard.

At that time, based on the compensation contract signed with the clothing factory, it would not cost too much to acquire this clothing factory in the suburbs of Beijing.

Being prevented from inspecting the goods piled in the corner of the warehouse, Tang Jinghai gave up looking at them. He turned a blind eye to everything in front of him and continued to check the goods with the list.

At the same time, Director Zhou invited Lu Baiwei and others into his office, and while drinking tea, they finalized the purchase of the excess glove inventory.

"Director Zhou, our company needs this batch of gloves urgently."

"We won't wait until next time. We've brought the payment this time. You can draft a contract now, and we'll get the goods after signing, and pay the finance department at the same time. Do you think this is okay?"

Is it possible?

Very good.

The reason why their clothing factory likes to take orders from Weiman Clothing is because they pay quickly.

Get the goods and pay immediately.

Unlike the units they cooperated with before, which always delayed payment.

Director Zhou liked this kind of straightforward customer, so he made the decision immediately.

"I'll find someone to draw up a contract and issue a receipt now."

After Tang Jinghai inspected the goods and confirmed that there were no quality issues with a batch of work clothes produced with the garment factory, Lu Baiwei, He Hua and others in the factory director's office also signed the order with Director Zhou.

After inspecting the goods, a large batch of gloves were loaded onto a Dongfeng truck, and the comrades brought by He Hua immediately took out money to pay the garment factory.

After receiving the money, the finance department of the garment factory issued a receipt.

Not only did he make such a large order with Weiman Clothing, but he also sold all the backlog of glove inventory in the warehouse. As soon as the Dongfeng truck carrying the goods drove away, Director Zhou felt relieved.

He almost didn't have the heart to plot against Weiman Clothing.

However, when Director Zhou saw the payment receipt from the finance department and saw that the receipt was made out to a certain military region, he broke out in a cold sweat.

"It's over, it's over. This is a disaster."

Director Zhou was shaking as he held the receipt from the finance department. “Why didn’t you read out the heading just now? I didn’t know this batch of gloves was to be sold to this military region.”

It doesn’t matter who you sell it to.

The finance department was confused: "Director Zhou, is there any problem with this?"

"When the receipt was written just now, it was written by the person who bought the gloves brought by Comrade Lu."

"Look at how beautiful his handwriting is. It's so straight. He's a soldier, as expected. His handwriting is as straight as his posture."

Not only did these words fail to comfort Director Zhou, they also made him sweat profusely.

"What the hell do you know?"

"I shouldn't be so greedy. I'm going to get punished for doing something so heartless."

"This time it's really over..."

When Director Zhou felt that disaster was imminent, a Dongfeng brand pickup truck loaded with goods had already headed for the only road leading to the city.

However, not long after driving, a stone rolled in the middle of the road and a fallen tree blocked the road.

There is no way to go this way.

"What's going on? It's not raining, and there are fallen trees and rolling stones on the road."

"I'll go down and take a look."

He Hua was driving, and Comrade Li, the logistics worker who came to the garment factory with him, also jumped out of the car.

"I'll go down with you and carry the stones."

Lu Baiwei was about to get off the car, but He Hua stopped her: "Sister-in-law, you have nothing to do. We, the male comrades, will go down together to move the stones. You, a female comrade, don't need to help. You just wait in the car."

Comrade Li from the military district logistics got off the car, and He Hua also got off with Tang Jinghai.

However, as soon as they got out of the car, a dozen thugs came out of the woods and surrounded them with knives and other things in their hands.

"Mr. Tang, last time I asked you to borrow your jeep to scare us, but this time you can't get away even if you have wings, right?"

"Don't come over here."

I saw the hooligans holding long and short knives in their hands, and the knives were shining coldly in the sunlight.

Tang Jinghai nervously stopped them: "Don't come over here, this is a military car, don't cause any trouble."

"Besides, we have no grudges against each other, and I have never offended you!"

"You didn't offend us."

The leader with a crew cut scratched his lips with his fingers: "But you have offended someone you shouldn't have offended, and we don't want your life. You just need to make a little money."

"Don't refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit. You three have no weapons in your hands. There are more than a dozen of us here. If you know what's good for you, don't let our knives see blood."

Tang Jinghai also had to deal with people and persuade them.

Comrade Li, who came with He Hua, was so angry that he laughed.