Feng Moyan pushed the door open and walked in, and saw dozens of bigwigs in a conference room, all of whom were directors or deputy directors of various factories.
These people are being praised and worshipped, so they should be happy, but now they are all frowning, as if they have been cuckolded.
“Everyone, let me introduce you. This is Feng Moyan, the director of Fengxia No. 1 Cosmetics Factory. She obtained 300 million US dollars in foreign exchange a few days ago.
This time, I asked her to come and think of ways for you to get orders and earn foreign exchange. ”
"No way, three hundred million US dollars? You must be kidding. We don't even have three hundred million in total this year. It's incredible that such a big fuss has been made before the market opens."
"Girl, whose child are you? If you were in the capital, there is no way I haven't seen you before."
Si Yanfeng who was sitting at the table was dumbfounded. Why did his daughter's sworn sister come here? Was it his daughter 껩 who came?
Feng Moyan had seen Si Yinni's family portrait, so she naturally recognized Si Xiao. She took the initiative to walk over and shake hands, giving the other party enough face.
"Uncle, hello, I am Nizi's good sister Feng Moyan. I didn't expect to see you at this event. Let's have a meal together after this. Nizi and Yuxuan are busy nearby."
Si Yanfeng stood up quickly. He knew very well that the other person was much more capable than him and he couldn't act like an elder.
"I often hear Nannan mention you, but I didn't expect to see you today. Uncle Xiao invites you to dinner tonight, so you can't refuse."
After the two of them reminisced about the past, everyone present looked at each other, each with questions in their minds.
“The seniors present here may not know me, but I have heard of you all a little bit. You have created different achievements in different places.
The reason why I am here today is that my advantage over you is that I am a young person and I know how to use my advantages to innovate better than you do.
If you dare to give it a try, you can discuss it with me and try to get the order, create foreign exchange for the country, and make both of us look better.
If you want to work hard on your own, I won't force you. I wish you all keep up the good work. ”
The director of the Kyoto Garment Factory had heard rumors about the capital, and could see that the girl's clothes were not from Kyoto. They were very beautiful and attractive, so he was the first to run forward.
"Comrade, I am Tan Youyang, the director of the Beijing Garment Factory. Although the garments produced by the factory this time are new styles, I feel that they are still too rigid and cannot attract foreigners.
Do you have any way to break the impasse? Even if we pay you, it's fine so that you won't help for nothing. ”
Feng Moyan took the information from his hand, said nothing, and looked down at it. Although the style was new, there was nothing special about it in her eyes.
What foreigners like are big, bold and bright colors, not these dull old colors.
"Give me some white paper and tell me what season's clothes you are making, what fabrics you are using, and whether they are for women or men."
Tan Youyang was sitting next to him, and he was so enthusiastic: "We have all kinds of fabrics, and the styles are of course for women, and we are making clothes for next spring and summer.
Of course, if you draw pictures of other seasons, I will definitely ask someone to work overtime to produce them. ”
Feng Moyan had an idea in mind, and while drawing, he said, "I can draw it in a moment, you can quickly find someone to make a custom version, can you do it?"
Tan Youyang frowned. No matter how troublesome this matter was, it had to be made: "I'll find a way, and you just draw it."
The people around her didn't disturb her, they just sat and watched, while others were eager to try.
Drawing is something that she can do easily. She has no intention of working in the clothing industry in her life, but being able to help the country earn foreign exchange is acceptable.
An hour later, Feng Moyan raised his head and rubbed his neck: "There are fifteen pictures in total, five for spring, summer and autumn respectively. You guys go to the board and make them first.
Then we find ten pretty girls to stand on the stage, walk the catwalk with music, and foreigners will pay for it.
But foreigners have different body shapes, so you have to distinguish the sizes carefully to avoid making a fool of yourself, which would be bad looking. ”
Qin Youyang looked at the drawing in his hand, which seemed more dear to him than his own parents. He was so excited that he almost cried. This was clothes, so bright. He liked it every time he saw it.
He bowed deeply, then ran away, and suddenly came back: "Little comrade, I want to buy this blueprint from you. I'll pay you later."
What’s important now is making it.
Minister Zheng was surprised. This little girl really had real skills. She solved the problem of the garment factory in an instant. She should not be underestimated.
Si Yanfeng was sitting next to him, his brows relaxed. He thought his daughter was so lucky. Look at how thick her thighs were.
A middle-aged man at the end of the line came over, his clothes were covered in dust, and there was a sense of restraint between his brows, as if he was out of tune with the surrounding environment.
“Young comrade, can you help us think of a solution? We are a village enterprise and we came here with special support from the government.
We are just some handicrafts, without any special features. Can we sell them? ”
Feng Moyan rubbed his forehead, was a little surprised to see the visitor, and then smiled. He guessed that Xiao was just like them, running a small factory.
"Uncle, please sit down. Don't be so nervous. I should be about the same age as your child. There is no need to be afraid of me."
"I want to see the products from the village. Did you bring them this time?"
The middle-aged man seemed very nervous. He stood up and ran to the back carrying a backpack. There were many samples in it, including very delicate baskets, boxes, pen holders, and some handmade hats and fans.
Isn't this the traditional culture of Xia Country? Her eyes lit up: "Uncle, this thing should have a big market, and there should be no problem introducing it overseas.
The workmanship is delicate and the production is excellent. These should have been made by the elderly people and women in the village! ”
The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly: "Our village is close to the sea, and few people go to school, but my son returned from military service this year, so we started a village enterprise.
His leg injury hasn't healed yet, so I had no choice but to bring people here to see if there is any solution. ”
Feng Moyan frowned a little. This was difficult to deal with because communicating with young people was different from communicating with people of his age.
"Minister Zheng, things like this can be sold, but there aren't that many intellectuals in their village, so it will be troublesome if we can't supply the follow-up orders. Is there anyone in the local area who can help?"
Minister Zheng nodded and said: "I will contact the unit over there to provide one-on-one assistance, hoping to lead this village out."
The middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "As long as we get the order, my son can walk even though his leg is lame.
Before coming, he told me several times that he could take orders on crutches and would definitely ensure the quality and quantity. ”
Feng Moyan couldn't help but lower his voice, fearing that he would scare him: "It's okay, our government will vigorously help the villagers get rich. I am the descendant of a soldier, and your son is very good and worthy of your pride."
"There are so many people coming to your village. If I can think of a few stories to tell them, your things will be sold."
The man was about to kneel down after saying this, which was terrifying: "Uncle, please don't do this. Kneeling down is not popular now. You are making me make a mistake."
The old man was helpless: "I am from a small mountain village in Shandong Province, close to the coast. I rely on the water to raise my children, and I don't have much income."
Feng Moyan didn't know why he thought of that guy Kerry, and an idea flashed in his mind: "Is there anyone cultivating pearls in your place? The small, round, white ones can be used as medicine and can whiten the skin."
The old man nodded and said, "Yes, there are a few families that raise pearls, but the harvest is sometimes good and sometimes bad. This year, no one wants them, so they are all just sitting there. I guess they all want to throw them away. Leaving them there just takes up space."
Tsk tsk tsk, what a waste of resources.
"Uncle, I tell you that pearls are good things. Do you have the pearls with you? I can draw a picture for you and get an order."
The old man took out a few round pearls from his pocket and said, "My girl stuffed them into my clothes. I don't know if they can be used."
This product is really good. If it is made into jewelry and sold overseas, how can it be sold at a great price? It is such a waste not to know how to utilize such a good resource.
This is the disadvantage of insufficient dissemination of knowledge. By the time the foreigners react, it will be hard to make money.
It was useless for the old man to tell him that this was not going to work: "Minister Zheng, I'm drawing the picture now, can you find the fabric to make it? Otherwise, how can we get orders without exhibits? People won't believe it.
This stuff costs hundreds of dollars to make jewelry in the United States, but it is waste in coastal areas. Do you think the profit is attractive? ”
Minister Zheng even took a breath, wow, this is much better than other big factories.
"You draw the picture, and I'll find someone to do it. This old man may need your attention. It was indeed our negligence. Without you, this trip would have been in vain."
Feng Moyan didn't finish his work until ten o'clock. He saw the old man still sitting next to him and said, "Uncle, please follow Minister Zheng. He will arrange what to do next.
I live in Room 801 of Dongbo Hotel. If you have any problems, please come and find me there. I will do my best to solve the problem for you. ”
The old man nodded repeatedly.
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