Xu Xiangyang smiled slightly upon hearing his words, "Director Lin, please stop teasing me. These are just a few drawings. However, I hope you can produce drawings that satisfy me as soon as possible."
We can't expect him to handle everything in the factory, can we? Otherwise, what would become of the factory manager?
He's the factory manager, not a superman or a nanny. You can't ask him for everything, can you?
Upon hearing this, Chen Dongming and Lin Xuexian both blushed. After all, they hadn't come up with better blueprints, so there was nothing they could do about being criticized.
Xu Xiangyang didn't intend to hold a meeting to educate them; he just wanted to give them a reminder.
He then continued, "Our factory is new, so it's normal that we don't have stable channels yet. But we can't stay stagnant and let down the leaders above and the people's expectations."
"Besides, let the lower levels handle these matters. I won't be going there again. Your workshop needs to hurry up and produce the sample garments. Time is tight and the task is heavy, so don't delay."
As soon as their factory goes out to negotiate a business deal, other factories will also get anxious.
Of course, there is only one garment factory in the mountain city nearby, but it is too far away, the transportation cost is too high, and by the time they find out the news and come over, it will be too late.
The two workshop directors felt the pressure, and Xu Xiangyang seemed very anxious.
But they didn't say anything; it was understandable to do so for the benefit of the factory.
Guan Qilin glanced at him and said, "Director Xu, now that the summer clothes are ready, shouldn't we start making autumn clothes as spring approaches?"
This is almost two seasons earlier than expected, which is really worrying.
Generally speaking, the style is not outdated at this time, but who knows what kind of fabric will be banned one day, or the price of fabric will drop, and then the cost will be out of control.
Xu Xiangyang shook his head upon hearing this and replied, "I know what you mean, but we'll discuss the autumn clothing in the summer. We can focus on making summer clothes for the next two months."
Hearing this, the others still felt uncertain. Everyone was looking for stability these days, and since it was a state-owned enterprise, everyone was inevitably cautious in their actions.
Seeing their expressions, Xu Xiangyang knew they were not entirely at ease.
Fabric costs are usually quite stable, but last summer several fabrics saw price drops, forcing garment factories with stockpiles to control costs.
Garment factories in other regions have lower raw material prices, resulting in lower costs, which has indeed put pressure on local factories.
After the meeting ended, Guan Qilin was naturally a little worried.
Since we've received an order for summer clothes, we have to start making them now; we can't just keep waiting.
His biggest concern was that fabric prices might drop, and if the finished garments came out, how would other stores place orders?
Seeing Xu Xiangyang leave, he anxiously wanted to follow.
But after thinking about it, he stopped.
If Xu Xiangyang fails to accomplish it, that's his decision, and it has nothing to do with me.
If it gets done, that would be even better.
If Xu Xiangyang doesn't take action, then he has no better solution.
The matter proceeded relatively smoothly. Chen Dongming and his companion took the blueprints back and began working overtime to make the clothes.
Making the garments as quickly as possible will greatly increase your chances of securing a contract.
After all, it's a new factory. Just because they signed a contract for a few hundred pieces of clothing doesn't mean we can trust their summer clothes.
What should you wear in the summer, except for spring and autumn when you can change your clothes?
It's better when it's not hot, but when it's hot, you can't keep wearing long-sleeved clothes, can you?
Guan Qilin watched Xu Xiangyang leave, then he went back too. Anyway, he didn't have to be in charge of this, so he could just leave as he pleased.
After returning to his office, Xu Xiangyang finished all his work. He had been extremely busy lately, either running around the factory or going to the black market.
Looking at the schedule next to me, there were no meetings or major events scheduled for the next three days.
After thinking for a moment, he got up and went out, telling Liang Wenfang that he was going out to run errands and would be back at noon.
I don't know if something might come up in the afternoon, so I'll have to come back around noon.
"Director Xu, are you driving? Let me register you." Hou Yu suddenly appeared out of nowhere and asked with a fawning expression.
Xu Xiangyang glanced at him and replied, "No need, I'll ride my bike."
He rides a bicycle to and from work because the company only has one car, and he can't very well drive it to and from get off work.
If Director Guan goes out on business, it's useless for him to drive the car away. Wouldn't that cause delays?
Hou Yu was surprised that he didn't drive. He used to work in other places and always saw his boss drive when he went out.
Moreover, no matter what you're doing when you go out, even if it's just to go home for a visit, you still have to have a driver take you.
However, he didn't say anything. The factory manager was doing things his own way, and he didn't need to interfere.
Xu Xiangyang rode his bicycle into the city, found a place to change his clothes, and then walked to catch the bus.
When they arrived at the yard where they had previously discovered Xiao Hai, he controlled the little mouse to enter the yard.
There was no one in the yard, so he reached under the window and listened to what was happening inside.
When he came in, he saw that the door was not closed, but he did not go in.
These old houses all have high thresholds. This little mouse can run on flat ground, but it can't climb the threshold yet.
After waiting for a while, there was no sound from inside the house, and I didn't know if anyone was there.
He glanced at the time; it was just ten o'clock, so he wasn't in a hurry anymore.
Ten minutes later, Xu Xiangyang saw the door open and two people come in carrying things, including two bottles of liquor.
He vaguely remembered one of them; he was the mentally ill person who had gone crazy last time, I think his name was Xiao Jie.
He watched the two people enter the room expressionlessly, and soon after, the sound of glasses clinking could be heard.
"Xiao Jie, don't be sad. This isn't a solution. Seventh Master will take care of it," someone said.
Xiao Jie looked grief-stricken, his eyes were red, and he looked like he had been crying for a long time.
"Damn it!" He slammed his glass down on the table.
"That Xu bastard! I'll make him pay with his life!" he said, his voice filled with hatred.
The person on the other end immediately said, "Xiao Jie, don't be impulsive! We are all saddened by Xiao Hai's death, but this is not the way to solve the problem."
Xu Xiangyang, who was eavesdropping outside, was stunned. The man was dead? But he was perfectly fine before.
He frowned. Did these people think it was his fault that someone died?
But he didn't actually throw a punch; he just threw one punch and couldn't stop, so the wound looks terrifying.
But, it's impossible for him to die.
Xu Xiangyang thought about it for a moment, then continued listening; he didn't want to take the blame for this.
Although I'm not afraid of them, why should I push things onto him for no reason?
The people inside were still talking, offering nothing more than words of comfort.
"And..." the man said in a low voice, "I heard that Yu Dong treated his wound, and tetanus is also closely related to wound treatment."
His tone was uncertain, but he had already said what he wanted to say.
Xiao Jie frowned upon hearing this. "Impossible. Dong Ge and I have been working together for three years. How could he do such a thing?"
He didn't believe it was definitely the man surnamed Xu who did it.
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