“Dear Zhang, I’ve thought about it. We’ve been working together for many years, and I feel more at ease entrusting the order to you.”
He said in a seemingly friendly tone, "I've also heard that operating costs in China have risen recently. So, I'll add $0.50 to each T-shirt, making it $2.30 each. Are you satisfied now?"
After a long silence from the phone receiver, Mr. Zhang's calm voice finally came through: "Hudson, if you really want it, I can give it to you for $8 a piece. At that price, I'm not making any profit."
“$8 a unit! Do you know what you’re saying? Are you out of your mind?” Hudson yelled, his face flushed with anger.
"If you can't accept this price, then I can't complete this order. If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up." Mr. Zhang's voice remained calm and unhurried on the other end of the line.
"No, no, no! Let's talk this out. $8 it is, just get it done for me as soon as possible." Hudson quickly changed his tone when he heard that Mr. Zhang was about to hang up.
Now, John's T-shirts are selling for $30 each in the country. Even if they're only $8, he can still make a fortune!
However, what Mr. Zhang said next made him so angry that his face turned red.
"Our production capacity is saturated right now, so we can only make 10,000 pieces for you for now."
"What? Ten thousand pieces? That's too few! My order is for one hundred thousand pieces!" Hudson said, barely containing his anger.
"It will take three months to deliver 100,000 pieces. If you can accept that, I'll take the order; otherwise, it's fine," Mr. Zhang said nonchalantly.
"I...I...ten thousand pieces it is then." Hudson gritted his teeth and agreed; it was better than nothing!
"Also, pay the full amount first."
"......."
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