Ruan Suhe still felt that this matter was very feasible and recommended it again and again.
This also made Liu Xiaoya gradually gain some confidence in herself, "Then... how about I give it a try?"
"Okay, it's a deal. Come over tomorrow morning and I'll teach you how to do it with Xiaohua to test the waters."
Seeing Liu Xiaoya agreeing hesitantly, she realized that she must be thinking about making money, so she directly determined the time for study.
"Well, come tomorrow. If I don't cook well, Sister Su He can't blame me."
Liu Xiaoya felt a little embarrassed, fearing that her cooking skills were not good and would be disliked.
"Just relax. Since I intend to teach you, be prepared to bear the consequences, whether good or bad."
Ruan Suhe comforted her with a few words, and they cleaned up the dishes together, washed them, and started a new day's teaching tasks.
After they officially started the class, Liu Xiaoya listened to the lecture and then went back to her room to wash up.
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Because they had promised Zhang Liting that they would go to the garment factory to help deal with the blueprint leak incident, after the class, the three children were left at Liu Xiaoya's house to help take care of them.
Ruan Suhe rode her bicycle to the garment factory.
"Look at your clothes. They're torn after just two days of wearing. What kind of quality is that? You should pay me back!"
"Comrade, I'm sorry, the clothes you are holding are not made in my factory."
"If you say it's not yours, then it's not yours? Isn't it exactly the same as the clothes in your factory?"
"You just want to avoid responsibility and don't want to admit it! If you say it's not true, then it's not true? Are you kidding me?"
"Everyone, this factory is making dirty money from us. Everyone in their factory is going to have a miserable death!"
"Yes! He will not die well! He will not die well!"
"Black-hearted manufacturer! Black-hearted manufacturer!"
As Ruan Suhe turned the corner on her bicycle, she saw a large group of people gathered at the entrance of the garment factory. Even from a distance she could hear the noise of the group making trouble.
He pedaled faster involuntarily, braked suddenly in front of the garment factory, stopped the bike immediately, and locked it in one go.
"How can you prove that the clothes were purchased from our Huazhi Garment Factory? Do you have receipts?"
Ruan Suhe's voice sounded from behind everyone, drawing everyone's attention to her.
"Who are you? Why do you ask us to produce the receipts?"
No one in the crowd paid any attention to what she said, instead they sneered at her.
"This is our factory manager. Since she asked everyone to take out their receipts, please line up in an orderly manner and find the receipts to check with me."
Ruan Suhe was very familiar with the person who stepped forward to help. Wasn't this Fang Yanzhou? What? Was he also running between two factories like her?
"Xiao Fang?"
"Director Ruan, your wife is short of manpower today, so she seconded me to help out."
Fang Yanzhou was not stupid. He knew what her question meant and explained quickly.
"Okay, I get it. It's a good idea for you to move the table to block it."
Ruan Suhe squeezed through the crowd and, with Fang Yanzhou's protection, successfully squeezed through the small gap beside the table.
"Don't be impatient or anxious. Those with bills will be given priority. We first need to check whether the bills are from our factory and have seals."
"Comrades who don't have receipts, please check whether the inner collar of the clothes in your hands has the label of our Chinese Garment Factory printed on it. If it does, please wait in the back row."
"Also... don't worry. If you don't have the receipt and the clothes don't have the label from our Huazhi Garment Factory, it means the clothes are not from our factory and we won't refund you!"
Ruan Suhe was a little short in stature, and was standing on a four-legged wooden bench. He was shouting at the top of his lungs, but some people still felt that he was in the wrong.
"Why?"
"Yes! Why? We should treat them differently!"
"Don't panic! We at Huazhi Garment Factory have one last policy. If anyone buys counterfeit or inferior clothing that is not produced by our factory, they can bring it to our factory."
"We at the Huazhi Garment Factory firmly resist the emergence of counterfeit and shoddy clothing, so we will now buy back this batch of clothing at one-third of the price you paid for it, and then collect them together and destroy them in a unified manner."
"Don't worry, this policy is to provide welfare feedback to our deceived buyers."
"Secondly, for those who take the initiative to hand over counterfeit and shoddy clothing to our factory, our Huazhi Garment Factory will give you partial compensation."
"As long as you hand over the counterfeit and shoddy clothing, you will not only get a third of the purchase price, but also get a custom voucher from our Chinese clothing factory."
"Our new clothes will be available soon. You can use the voucher to get a 15% discount."
She can control the rhythm perfectly, and every time when everyone is dissatisfied and wants to make a fuss, she can pick up the conversation accurately.
Fang Yanzhou, who was helping to organize the crowd, had even more respect for her.
After Ruan Suhe finished talking about this series of policies, Zhang Liting rushed over from the production room at the back.
"There are benefits, there are benefits. As long as you have a voucher for the new clothing, when you buy our new clothing, you will get a free customized headpiece of the same style. First come, first served."
After Zhang Liting finished speaking, everyone began to whisper, and then everyone started to line up tacitly.
It is obvious that all the people who are making a fuss are wearing counterfeit and shoddy clothes.
Because time was tight, Ruan Suhe asked Fang Yanzhou to cut special paper of the same specifications for the voucher, and planned to write it by hand herself.
At this moment, she was extremely grateful that she had learned hard-pen calligraphy and soft-pen calligraphy in order to cultivate her character in her previous life.
Now, it comes in handy.
The pen seemed like a toy in her hand, and she was almost holding it in her hand.
Her penmanship was as smooth as flowing water, and she did not forget to stamp the official seal of the Huazhi Garment Factory on each piece of paper.
Ruan Suhe even took the extra step of writing down the exact date of use on each voucher and also writing his own unique English signature in the corner.
Since her rebirth, she has been through all the ups and downs, and her awareness of prevention has reached a commanding level.
On the side, Fang Yanzhou was responsible for checking the quality of the clothes and determining their origins. Zhang Liting was responsible for paying the cash, while she was responsible for writing and distributing the vouchers.
When distributing the vouchers, she kept a trick. She wrote "To" on each voucher, just like a celebrity's signature, and each person's name was signed on the voucher.
This adds an extra layer of defense without us realizing it.
While distributing cash, Zhang Liting felt fortunate that the selling price of these counterfeit and shoddy clothes was more than 30% lower than the clothes from the factory, otherwise she would have declared bankruptcy right now!
"You're still saying it's not your factory that has poor quality clothes. Look, are these clothes from your factory? The receipts and labels are here. What other excuses can you come up with?"
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