When regular customers come in to order workwear or similar items, they usually give a rough price estimate, and then the customer service representative will provide material samples.
Ye Beiping isn't even mentioning the price yet, but thinking about what Director Li advised him earlier makes Zhang Ming reluctant to speak, lest he get angry.
If it weren't for the factory's survival, he probably wouldn't have put up with this.
Factory Director Li noticed Zhang Ming's predicament and smiled as he looked at Ye Beiping, asking, "Beiping, what are your thoughts on this price?"
"We need to judge the materials used based on the price."
After thinking for a moment, Ye Beiping asked, "What's the price of a garment made of Dacron fabric?"
"Ten yuan." Zhang Ming answered without hesitation, his tone almost defiant.
But then, remembering something, he immediately said, "Using Dacron fabric for these clothes in your designs would be more troublesome; the colors might not be as dark, and washing them might cause the colors to fade..."
He talked on and on, leaving Ye Beiping almost dumbfounded.
Putting aside the fact that a piece of clothing costs ten yuan, he didn't really understand the issues that followed.
However, he didn't care about quality issues.
If quality were a priority, this youthful style wouldn't be used. Young people don't wear the same clothes for years; the target consumer group is primarily those with good financial means.
After figuring out the key issue, Ye Beiping nodded slightly and said, "Then let's use Dacron fabric, but I hope you can lower the price a bit."
"Because the initial volume is not large, but I will gradually increase it. Our ten chain flagship stores are already under renovation, and in the future, we will have stores in other cities, and even in all cities throughout the province, so the price of ten yuan is not very acceptable."
Zhang Ming's eyes widened at these words, and he finally looked at Director Li as if asking: Is it true?
Because the price he casually quoted just now was their highest price.
A normal piece of Dacron clothing on the market sells for 15 yuan, while state-run department stores might sell it for 18 yuan, and in some places it might even cost 20 yuan.
However, the price will definitely be different for large quantities.
After hearing Ye Beiping's words, Director Li also hesitated.
"Ten yuan for a thousand pieces of clothing is already quite expensive." Clearly, Factory Manager Li didn't want to lower the price.
However, Ye Beiping could see through Director Li's meaning. Just by looking at Zhang Ming's eyes, he knew there was still room for negotiation.
Since one thousand pieces wasn't enough, he had no choice but to increase the quantity.
“Five hundred pieces of each style, five thousand pieces in total, I’ll pay eight yuan.” Ye Beiping said, reaching into his bag and pulling out several stacks of green banknotes, slapping them on the table: “This is the deposit.”
Upon seeing the stacks of banknotes, both Factory Director Li and Zhang Ming's expressions changed.
As far as the eye could see, there were roughly five stacks, each stack containing a thousand dollars, which meant five thousand dollars in total.
Realizing what was happening, Factory Director Li looked at Zhang Ming, seeking his opinion.
When Zhang Ming saw Ye Beiping casually take out so much money, his breathing became heavy.
"Eight pieces is no problem."
Hearing that there was no problem, Factory Manager Li nodded in agreement: "Although the profit is a bit low, this is our first collaboration, and we will do our best to complete it."
"good."
Ye Beiping didn't waste any more time with the two men and said directly to Factory Director Li, "I need to see the 5,000 pieces of clothing within half a month. Could you please write me a receipt? I'll come over and settle the balance later."
"Payment upon receipt of goods."
"Okay, okay." Factory Director Li agreed with a smile, ran out to find the accountant to write a receipt, and also took the five thousand yuan from the table.
Zhang Ming's attitude softened slightly as he held the drawings on the table and pursed his lips: "I will redraw the drawings tomorrow. Give me an address, and I will have someone take them over for you to review first."
Although his tone had softened, his disdainful expression while looking at the blueprints remained unchanged.
If it weren't for Factory Director Li saying that they were only doing it to make money, giving customers whatever they wanted, and that it was all about making money, he probably would never have produced clothes that would make him look foolish in public.
Ye Beiping quickly took out paper and pen and wrote down the address of his new home.
Finally, after Director Li politely saw him off at the factory gate, Ye Beiping left.
When he saw him off, Director Li rubbed his hands together happily, casually took out a cigarette and offered one to the gatekeeper, then walked back to the office building with a grin.
Before long, it was noon.
Ye Beiping went back and ate a bite of food before going to the warehouse to find Jiang Hai.
Unfortunately, he saw the old man guarding the warehouse but not Jiang Hai. The old man wouldn't let him in, leaving him somewhat helpless.
In the end, he had no choice but to walk to Tang Xiaolong's side.
They happened to run into Tang Xiaolong and a few others smoking and joking on the street, and the advertising slogans of Jiangnan Leather Factory could be heard from not far away.
"Brother Beiping?" Tang Xiaolong turned around and saw a familiar person. He thought he was seeing things, so he quickly rubbed his eyes and realized that it was Ye Beiping. He then went up and greeted him warmly.
He even took out cigarettes from his pocket to share.
Ye Beiping held down Tang Xiaolong's wrist. They had been walking for more than half an hour under the scorching sun, which made him frown.
"I don't smoke. Have you seen Brother Jiang Hai?"
"Jiang Hai?" Tang Xiaolong repeated in surprise, scratching his head and saying, "I saw him when I went to the warehouse to get the goods this morning, but I don't know where he is now."
Unable to get any news about Jiang Hai, Ye Beiping pursed his lips.
The only inconvenience in this era is finding contacts. If you can't find your home or workplace, you'll almost always give up, because big cities are so vast, who knows where people might go?
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