"I..." The boy wanted to say that he could do anything, but he didn't finish his sentence.
He knew Xu Xiangyang would be angry because he saw the cold, impatient expression on his face.
The thought that the entire family depended on him for their livelihood made him unable to speak up.
If Mr. Xu gets angry, their entire family might lose the chance to eat.
So he didn't say anything more and walked to the side of the road and stood there without moving.
Seeing that he was sensible, Xu Xiangyang said, "It's still early, you should go back soon."
After saying that, he turned around, got into the car, looked at the person in the rearview mirror, and drove away without looking back.
No matter what, he won't gamble.
What if this affects me?
He couldn't afford to lose his job at the garment factory now. After putting in so much effort, it would be a joke if he ended up doing all the work for someone else.
He drove for more than half an hour before putting the car away in the storage compartment, and this time it went very smoothly.
Then, they switched to a jeep and drove directly to Haicheng.
Upon arriving here, we didn't rush to do anything; we first found a place to eat.
Man is made of iron, food is made of steel, you'll get hungry if you skip a meal.
After a hearty meal, Xu Xiangyang went to the black market, which is now quite large in Haicheng.
Although there aren't many people on the surface, how could there be no one for something that exists because there's demand for it?
He found someone, gave them some benefits, and was then led into the real black market.
There were quite a few people in the black market, but not many people were talking; they mostly communicated in hushed tones.
Aside from the disorderly footsteps, it was a bit eerie late at night.
Xu Xiangyang asked someone to find the boss of the black market, and then sold two thousand catties of rice and two thousand catties of flour.
Wheat flour was still okay, five cents a pound, no coupons needed. The reason the price doubled was because last year's harvest was poor, so the black market price of grain went up.
Despite the price doubling, there's still no market for it.
Rice costs 1.8 yuan per kilogram, which is considered a high price, but people still buy it.
After receiving the money, Xu Xiangyang turned to leave, only to find three people following him.
He had a cold smile on his face. It seemed these people were planning to double-cross him.
It's not surprising, though. Four thousand catties of grain is quite a lot. They've paid so much money. If they can take it back, wouldn't that be free?
Xu Xiangyang didn't plan to make a move. Firstly, it would be a waste of time, and secondly, he wasn't familiar with the area and might get surrounded by a lot of people, which wouldn't be worth it.
After three or five turns, the three people behind them completely lost track of him.
"Holy crap? Where did they all go?"
The three people wandered around the same spot, searching separately but couldn't find anyone.
Lost them...
Xu Xiangyang watched them leave, and only came out more than half an hour later, before quickly leaving the area.
Does he need money?
I don't lack anything, I just want to see if I can develop my career in Haicheng.
However, it now appears that Haicheng's black market is much more complex than Xincheng's.
The person who took him to that black market earlier even asked him which one he was looking for.
Upon further questioning, it became clear that there were five such establishments in the entire black market.
This is too chaotic, and if something happens here, he won't be able to take care of it at all.
Xu Xiangyang sighed helplessly and had no choice but to head back home.
Before leaving, however, he bought a lot of seafood and asked someone to find a state-run chef to cook it, pack it up, and put it in his space.
Actually, there is seafood in the other world too, but the seafood now is nothing compared to what it will be in the future.
Seafood canned goods from Haicheng are very popular, and I've heard that a lot of them are exported.
Although the export volume is not as large as that of Shanghai, it is still acceptable.
With some local specialties in tow, Xu Xiangyang headed home.
Once he left Haicheng, he went straight back using a drone. It's the fastest thing to fly, doesn't require turning, and you just need to fly high.
It's just that spring has arrived these past few days, and there's been no rain and the wind isn't strong. If it were mid-April, the wind would have blown the drone away.
Of course, that thing was originally meant to fly.
It was noon the next day when he returned to the new city. He drove back to call people and then loaded the fabric into the car.
He didn't go home this time either; he went to the factory first to check things out. He hasn't finished explaining things yet.
They still need to send a truck to pick up the new goods; they should be able to ship them out in the next couple of days.
"Director Xu, you didn't drive a truck, so how did you get all this back?" Director Chen looked at the fabric on the ground in surprise, including the tarpaulin.
Xu Xiangyang said with a smile, "It just so happened that there was an empty car coming this way, and the price was right, so I hitched a ride."
He had already thought of this reason. Anyway, there are a lot of trucks coming here every day, so he couldn't very well ask them, could he?
Sure enough, once they heard about saving money, they didn't ask any more questions.
Besides, Xu Xiangyang is the factory director; he will take responsibility if something goes wrong.
Looking at the things on the ground, Xu Xiangyang mentioned the fabric, which surprised everyone.
After hearing his words, Factory Director Guan looked at the fabric and couldn't help but sigh, "Factory Director Xu, these are all defective products, are they acceptable?"
He has high standards for ready-to-wear clothing, especially seasonal garments. If people knew that they used defective products, who would accept their ready-to-wear clothing?
Xincheng Garment Factory is already struggling; if things continue like this, who will trust them?
Faced with the same questioning looks from others, Xu Xiangyang took out the fabric.
“These are all good materials; the flawed pieces are kept separately. You can call the finance department to do a tally; it's worth two thousand yuan. See if that's reasonable?” He didn't explain further.
Only after the financial settlement is completed and the clothes are made in the workshop can one prove their decision.
Moreover, he did this entirely to save time and money, and to seek profits for the factory.
Of course, if they are unwilling, he can bear these costs and order more goods later.
Guan Qilin's expression was not good; he felt that the man was a bit eccentric and hadn't consulted with them at all.
Seeing this, Director Chen immediately smiled and said, "Director Guan, Director Xu is doing this for the factory. Besides, I don't think there are many defective fabrics. I guess they were given to us as gifts."
He smoothed things over, and Guan Qilin didn't say anything more, turning back around.
Xu Xiangyang ignored him. If the factory weren't short of funds, and no one would be too embarrassed to ask their superiors for help, who would spend money to buy defective products?
Since it's not his money, what difference does it make what he buys?
However, he knew that they would only agree if there were real benefits to be gained.
So, there's no point in explaining now, we might as well save our time and go back to sleep.
Director Chen leaned closer to him and said, "Director Xu, you've worked so hard on our factory's affairs. Go back and rest now."
"But don't be angry with Director Guan. He's been busy these past few days, and he's been doing it all for the factory's benefit."
He explained the difficulties they had both faced, implying that they should try to understand and empathize with each other.
Xu Xiangyang glanced at him, surprised that he was quite capable.
However, he didn't want to be angry with Guan Qilin. He hadn't explained things clearly beforehand, so it was understandable that he was angry.
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