In fact, all of this was Ye Beiping's plan.
The reborn are very clear about the leather era in Wencheng.
The poor quality of leather in Wencheng is already showing signs, but perhaps the public hasn't noticed because of the lack of information. Unlike in the past when short videos dominated the scene, any news would be trending on social media.
In the 1970s, 80s, and even 90s, such product quality issues were unlikely to be known to ordinary people unless they affected countless households.
However, those in the industry can already see that the quality of leather produced in Wencheng is getting worse and worse.
Ye Beiping also knew that in a few years, Hangzhou would launch a major operation to burn down Wencheng Leather, and before that, he had to earn start-up capital.
Inside a small restaurant.
Although it was evening, there weren't many customers; locals in Wenzhou were still reluctant to dine out.
As soon as Jiang Hai entered, he saw that Ye Beiping was already there. He then sat down and handed Ye Beiping a slip of paper, saying, "About four or five families came this afternoon, and I have compiled all the questions they raised."
Ye Beiping and Jiang He were both slightly surprised upon hearing this.
I really didn't expect that four or five leather factories would come to us on the first day. I didn't expect that these state-owned factories in Wenzhou would be so well-informed.
Jiang He asked in surprise, "Brother, didn't you meet a lot of important people today?"
"Um."
Jiang Hai simply nodded slightly and responded softly.
Ye Beiping didn't ask any more questions. He first opened the note and saw the neat handwriting inside. He smiled slightly and said, "Brother Jiang Hai, I didn't expect your handwriting to be so beautiful."
"Of course." Jiang He said proudly, like a peacock, when he heard Ye Beiping praise his brother. "If my brother hadn't been poor, he probably would have been able to go to university by now."
Taking the college entrance exam?
Upon hearing these three words, Ye Beiping immediately thought of Su Xinyi, wondering if his wife would be lonely at home alone.
With Grandma Qiu and Aunt Li keeping her company, she shouldn't be lonely, right?
Thinking of this, Ye Beiping pursed his lips and began to pay attention to the note Jiang Hai had handed him.
After taking a quick look, he patted himself down, frowned slightly, and asked, "Do you have a pen?"
Unexpectedly, Jiang Hai simply pulled a pen out of his shirt pocket and handed it to the other person.
"This is a pen from a state-run hotel. I'm carrying it with me in case I need it."
This action surprised Ye Beiping slightly; he hadn't expected Jiang Hai to think so carefully. He smiled and accepted the pen.
Jiang Hai wrote down the answers to the questions he had compiled.
After finishing everything, Ye Beiping returned the paper to Jiang Hai and reminded him, "Let's have dinner first, everyone must be hungry."
Jiang Hai took the paper, glanced at it, and his expression was quite interesting.
However, seeing that Jiang He was still there, he did not immediately voice his doubts. He calmed himself down and began to eat dinner.
None of the three noticed that a 28-inch bicycle sped past the small restaurant and almost collided with a car.
Fortunately, Li Peiqiang was a skilled driver and managed to narrowly avoid an oncoming car by making a slight turn.
After dinner.
Jiang Hai pulled Ye Beiping aside, glanced at Jiang He not far away, and asked in a low voice, "Beiping, isn't this just trying to get something for nothing by not giving an advance payment?"
He's not like Jiang He; he's been involved in smuggling a few times, so he's quite knowledgeable about this kind of thing.
Five thousand pairs of leather shoes, without advance payment—how many state-owned factories would be willing to do that?
Moreover, they haven't seen any evidence that Ye Beiping has the qualifications to obtain this batch of goods; he's probably just a small-time vendor.
But how did the vendor have the audacity to carry so much stock?
Countless doubts lingered in Jiang Hai's mind, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, until he felt cold sweat soaking his back.
Seeing this, Ye Beiping smiled and patted Jiang Hai on the shoulder, saying, "Brother Jiang Hai, you've been involved in smuggling before, how come you're so scared when it comes to this legitimate business?"
Although he didn't say it outright, Ye Beiping could tell that Jiang Hai probably already had a guess.
After all, the ocean isn't a river; it's not so stupid that it can be easily fooled.
Just as Ye Beiping had thought, Jiang Hai looked around cautiously and said, "You're planning to cheat the state-owned factory, you're committing fraud."
"cheat?"
Ye Beiping looked at the other party with suspicion, frowning as he asked, "When did I say I was lying to them? Give it to me first, I'll pay you back after I sell it, is there a problem?"
"But..." Jiang Hai realized his voice was a little too loud, and after looking around to make sure no one was watching, he breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "But when will we be able to sell all five thousand pairs of leather shoes? A year or two?"
In his mind, five thousand pairs of leather shoes might not sell out in a year, even if placed in a large state-owned department store.
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