Chaos erupted at the department store counter.
Some people couldn't wait any longer and said with displeasure, "What's going on? Your store isn't selling anything?"
"That's right, you could reserve it after paying before, why aren't you charging me today?"
"Hurry up!"
Others chimed in, causing the sales clerks behind the counter to break out in a sweat.
They are usually quite aloof, but they have money and influence, so any negotiation has to involve selling goods.
I've never encountered this situation before in all these years.
"Don't worry, we'll ask the manager. Don't rush." The sales clerks were starting to look puzzled, their eyes filled with surprise as they looked at Xu Xiangyang.
They don't understand this method...
Two minutes later, a sales clerk came out of the corridor, followed by a middle-aged man in his forties who looked honest and unassuming.
After he came out, he said with a smile, "I'm sorry, everyone, we don't have that shirt here yet. You can register and pay a deposit first, and I'll take care of it later."
After he finished speaking, the people finally quieted down.
Director Jia turned to ask the sales clerk, then looked at Xu Xiangyang with a scrutinizing gaze.
He then gave a few instructions and walked over.
"What's your name, comrade?" he asked with a smile.
Xu Xiangyang glanced at the man in front of him, his face all smiles, but there was no smile in his eyes.
"Hello, Director Jia, I am Xu Xiangyang, the factory manager of the garment factory." He did not hide his identity.
There's no need to act weak when you're out doing business. Instead of pretending, it's better to be assertive.
When Director Jia heard that it was the factory manager, he was stunned for a moment, and a hint of suspicion flashed in his eyes.
But then he suddenly remembered that he had heard before that the factory manager of the garment factory was a young man, and maybe it really was him.
And since no one dares to impersonate him yet, it means that this is not fake.
"Oh, it's Director Xu! I'm so sorry for not greeting you properly. Please come into my office and have a seat." He made a complete 180-degree turn in attitude.
They have no choice but to transfer it; he's the factory director, and even if he's very capable, he's just a department head.
Besides, he was also curious as to why Xu Xiangyang had come personally to promote the product today.
After all, these are things that are handled by people specifically in the factory, so the factory manager doesn't need to get involved.
Xu Xiangyang did not refuse his invitation; it was indeed better to talk in the office than outside, where it was so noisy.
The two people went to the office and sat on the sofa.
"Why did Director Xu come all the way here in person?" Director Jia said while pouring him water. "If I had known you were coming, I would have come out to meet you."
Xu Xiangyang looked at him and smiled, "I just came over and the sales clerk said you weren't here."
If you had said you were coming earlier, you probably would have stayed far away.
There's no need to spell it out too clearly; everyone understands what's going on.
Director Jia looked a little embarrassed, then smiled and said, "I'm busy every day, aren't I? Sometimes people ask me to buy internal goods. You know, there are only so many items, who am I supposed to give them to and who am I not? So I just tell them to say that if they're looking for me, I'm not here."
What he said was true; every store has good quality items at internal prices, as well as defective products, but they are all good stuff.
So regardless of whether they were relatives or friends, people would come to him.
You can refuse some people you don't have a close relationship with, but it's hard to refuse others.
This is exactly the method I was thinking of!
Anyway, everyone knows what happened. I'm not here, so don't bother looking for me.
Xu Xiangyang smiled without saying a word, and didn't respond. What could he say about this? It was all up to him to decide.
Without waiting for his reply, Director Jia continued, "Director Xu, is your shirt something you're planning to work with in collaboration with our department store?"
He knew that Xu Xiangyang had come for this matter, and that his factory had also discussed it with them last time, but they didn't have any nice ready-made clothes, and the prices weren't low.
Given the same item, he would naturally prioritize the store's profit and choose the one with the lower price to maximize his gains.
Xu Xiangyang smiled and nodded, "That's right. Our factory sent people over before, but I heard you didn't place any orders. As the first garment factory in our new city, we can't just not support you at all, can we? Besides, I think our garments are pretty good, and the prices are reasonable."
He had already checked before he came; the price offered by the factory was indeed a little higher, but not by much.
Moreover, when it comes to transportation costs, the two are about the same.
Moreover, transportation involves more than just clothing; there are also problems that can arise on the road, such as carjacking.
Things have gotten noticeably better this year, but the problem still exists.
If their products leave the factory and there are any problems, then the losses should be shared equally by both parties.
But sourcing goods in the new city is different; it's closer and the cost is lower.
Logically speaking, given this comparison, Director Jia should have chosen the one in the new city.
However, he hesitated and didn't seem to have made a decision yet.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Xu Xiangyang wasn't in a hurry. He looked at the ashtray on the table, lit a cigarette, and handed it to Director Jia.
Director Jia waved his hand, "I don't smoke, but some people smoke when they come over, so I've prepared ashtrays."
There are ashtrays only on the coffee table; there are no ashtrays on the desk.
Xu Xiangyang had already noticed it; offering him a cigarette was just a polite gesture.
He smoked alone, then waited for the other person's reply.
Seeing that he wasn't in a hurry, Director Jia thought for a moment and said, "Director Xu, I think this shirt is quite good. Why don't we order a hundred of them first?"
One hundred items.
If it's just one style, the quantity is indeed quite large, but not too many.
However, Xu Xiangyang didn't come just for these hundred items; he wanted more.
After pausing for a moment, he said, "Director Jia, our factory has many nice-looking ready-made garments. We can even make the styles from Shanghai."
He wasn't just bragging; before starting this clothing factory, he bought a lot of design drawings, including clothing from the 80s and 90s, and children's clothing from the 70s.
These design drawings were very cheap; I bought a package of over 10,000 drawings for only 20,000 yuan.
The fact that a single picture costs just over a dollar is because the style is outdated and the technology is no longer advanced, which is why it's so cheap.
Director Jia was taken aback by his words. Shanghai? That's a major city for imports and exports!
However, he didn't completely believe it. After all, the item wasn't there, and no one would believe him just because he said it.
Xu Xiangyang knew what he was thinking, smiled and took a bag over, then took out two pieces of clothing.
They're all women's clothes, though there are men's clothes too, but nowadays men aren't as willing to spend money on clothes as women.
"Director Jia, take a look." He handed over the two pieces of clothing and then said nothing more.
Director Jia took it and glanced at it, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. This clothing was indeed not available here, and the style was very nice.
The white shirt has some matching design details, which looks good, and the looseness is just right.
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