In the blink of an eye, six years have passed.
1977.
Now 28 years old, Xu Xiangyang is arguably the most prominent figure in the new city.
Not to mention that the garment factory has expanded its scale, its business has even reached other provinces.
In retrospect, Xincheng Garment Factory has become a brand.
In just a few years, he frequently appeared in newspapers and gave speeches in various places.
After the college entrance examination was reinstated last year, he went to university again and was admitted to Peking University, majoring in economics.
The garment factory business is now being handled by Guan Qilin, who has retained his position.
This was also because he was a member of the Party and made significant contributions to the factory.
Despite his achievements, Xu Xiangyang still chose to continue his studies.
For no other reason than to have a better education so I can do business in the future.
Education is the simplest way to improve yourself, that's the truth.
During his first year of university, he would call the garment factory every month or go back to the factory.
There's very little back-and-forth travel; most of the time it's spent making phone calls.
Basically, every month when I go back, I only go to the black market and don't even go home.
After all, in other people's eyes, going back would take at least ten days round trip.
He can use drones or something similar to get home in two days, then restock the black market before going back.
By mid-May, it was already getting hot in Beiping; you could go out wearing just a shirt and didn't even need a jacket.
"Xu Xiangyang, wanna go play basketball later?" Zhang Qiang, a classmate from the same dormitory, called out to him.
Zhang Qiang and he are in the same major, although they are in different classes, but the two are quite close.
The two were about the same age and in the same major, so they got along very well.
The other four people in the dormitory didn't get along with them very well, mainly because the other four were all in their thirties and thought they were too childish, spending all their time studying except for eating and attending classes.
Xu Xiangyang wasn't the type to rush into things; he got along well with Zhang Qiang and they often spent time together.
He glanced at the time and said, "Not today, I have some errands to run. Maybe next time."
Zhang Qiang didn't insist, nodded, and went out with the basketball.
Xu Xiangyang left the school and went to the department store.
He has been in contact with major department stores in Beiping recently. Their factory's clothes are of very good quality and have novel styles, so they can be sold here.
The department stores in Beiping were much larger than those in Xincheng. A row of five-story buildings belonged to them. The first floor sold electrical appliances, the second floor sold small ornaments, the third floor sold watches and bicycles, the fourth floor sold clothes, and the fifth floor sold foreign exchange.
Xu Xiangyang went to the fourth floor with ease. It was crowded during the holiday, and everyone was looking at clothes.
There are more clothing styles available now than before, so there are many more options to choose from.
He approached the sales clerk, explained his purpose, and asked to see the department store manager.
The man saw that he was well-dressed and didn't seem like an unreliable person, so he brought him here.
The director was a man in his thirties wearing glasses. He frowned when he saw Xu Xiangyang.
"Hello comrade, may I ask what you need me for?" Out of politeness, he still came over to ask.
Xu Xiangyang smiled and replied, "I work at Xincheng Garment Factory, and this is my proof."
"New City?" The director paused for a moment, clearly having never heard of it.
Xu Xiangyang then said, "Let's go inside and talk; there are too many people here."
The two men arrived at the director's office, where he saw the name on the sign in front of him.
"Director Zhuang, our Xincheng Garment Factory is already quite famous in Northeast China. The quality of our clothing is also very good. These are some of our current season's clothes."
After saying that, he took out a few pieces of clothing that he had brought with him.
Since summer is approaching, I brought mostly summer clothes.
Director Zhuang originally didn't want to see it, as they have long-term cooperative relationships with garment factories, and more than one at that.
Beijing has a large population and many department stores, so if you have stable partners, you don't need factories from other places.
But when he saw the woman's long dress, he was immediately captivated.
Having served as director for several years, he had a unique perspective, so he kept a close eye on things.
Xu Xiangyang smiled and said, "Actually, it might be better if someone tried it on."
That's true. No matter how nice the clothes are, you'll never know how they feel until you wear them.
Director Zhuang nodded, got up and went to the next office to call over a female colleague.
He had seen the clothes Xu Xiangyang was holding and had good taste, so he was able to find the right person.
The woman was in her early twenties. Her skin wasn't very fair, but she was quite pretty, with an oval face and a well-proportioned figure.
Upon hearing that she was trying on clothes, and that they looked so good, the woman was delighted and went to the director's lounge in the inner room to change.
After coming out, Director Zhuang couldn't help but nod. Although it wasn't the season for wearing skirts, some women who love beauty were still wearing them.
The skirt is ankle-length, and the cinched waist design can cover the tummy without being too figure-hugging, which is acceptable to most people.
"Try the others," Director Zhuang told her to try them all.
The woman didn't refuse; she liked to try on such a beautiful dress.
Moreover, she really liked the dress, and if Xu Xiangyang hadn't been here, she would have asked right now when she could buy it.
The short-sleeved shirt and wide-leg trousers that followed pleased Director Zhuang greatly.
In the past, garment factories would send several sample garments at a time, but the garment factories would only select one or two that they liked.
Unexpectedly, he thought all the clothes Xu Xiangyang brought were very nice.
He was quite confident in his judgment over the past few years, so he went straight to asking about the price.
Xu Xiangyang already knew that prices here were much higher than in the new city, so he only raised the price slightly and explained his reasoning.
After all, prices can be found out; we can't raise our prices just because they sell for a high price.
Otherwise, even the best things will be covered in dust and perceived as flawed.
"Director Zhuang, the price I'm offering is a little higher than what you'd pay in Northeast China, mainly due to transportation issues. If you can handle the transportation yourself, the price can be reduced a bit more."
Xu Xiangyang wore a smile, his eyes shining with confidence.
Director Zhuang didn't think the price was high after hearing it; on the contrary, he thought it was good value for money.
After all, the labor costs here are not low, so the clothes produced are generally a little more expensive.
Xu Xiangyang's price was not only lower, but he also told me it was a little more expensive than others, for reasons I could understand.
He couldn't help but nod. "Comrade Xu, right? I think we can cooperate. Each order of these clothes is 500 pieces. We can sign the contract now."
Although the number of items is not large, the variety of styles is overwhelming.
Five items of clothing, each order is 500, that's 2,500 items of clothing.
Xu Xiangyang quickly produced the contract, stipulating that a 30% deposit must be paid, and the balance would be paid upon delivery.
Director Zhuang took a look and didn't think it was bad. He was sure the clothes would sell well, so he wasn't worried about any follow-up issues.
Because of the long distance, the goods have to be delivered in half a month.
This is also because we'll be wearing skirts soon, and it gets hotter every day after mid-May.
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