Xu Xiangyang didn't find him disgusting at all.
"Still the same as before, all talk and no action," he joked with a laugh.
Dong Er chuckled, "It's incomparable. There's no comparison to when we were young, when we were fearless."
His tone was wistful, explaining that he had nothing back then, which was why he had come to work in the black market.
I have everything now, but I feel empty inside.
He is not more than two years younger than Xu Xiangyang, and like him, he is not married and doesn't even have a partner.
He did have a few close female friends, but they were just casual flings.
Xu Xiangyang had no interest in discussing life with him and went straight to the point: "I want you to do something for me, are you willing?"
"Of course I'm willing!" Dong Er immediately agreed as soon as he finished speaking.
Xu Xiangyang said with a smile, "I haven't even said what it is yet, but this is going to make you leave your hometown."
"Where are we going?" Dong Er was somewhat surprised when he heard that it was going to be far from home.
But he still didn't say he didn't want to go; instead, he asked where they were going.
"Go to Hong Kong."
"And you'll have to stay there for a year or two. When you come back, I'll give you a good job."
Xu Xiangyang looked at him, wondering what he meant.
"So far?" Dong Er thought for a moment, still a little excited. "But I've never been there before. I heard that in the past, many old-timers went there, and it was quite prosperous."
He was still somewhat looking forward to it, after all, the farthest he had ever been in his life was the countryside, and he had never been outside the new city.
Seeing that he was interested, Xu Xiangyang told him about his own situation.
He had already thought about it; once the economy opened up in a few years, the first thing he would need was money.
To outsiders, he was just a factory manager earning a fixed salary. He wanted to start his own factory, but where would the money come from?
Therefore, he decided to send one of his people out for a year or two before they returned.
When the time comes, wouldn't it be perfectly legitimate to invest in and set up our own factory?
In a year or two, there will be no more restrictions on entry here, so there's no need to worry about Dong Er's identity.
However, he didn't mention anything about what would happen next, only that he wanted him to stay in Hong Kong for a year or two.
It will be useful for his business in the future; let him broaden his horizons.
Dong Er was overjoyed and eager to go. "Okay, Boss Xu, don't worry, I'll definitely come back with a lot of skills!"
Everyone says that women in Hong Kong are beautiful. Maybe this time, he can find a wife to bring back home?
He thinks it's wonderful; it's good to go out and see the world!
Qian Wenqing, who was standing to the side, looked on with envy and said, "Brother Xu, why don't you let me go?"
He didn't treat himself like an outsider and said whatever came to mind.
Xu Xiangyang glanced at him and asked, "You can go if you want, but what about your wife and kids? Can you manage with your family in tow?"
It's not that we didn't consider him, but compared to Qian Wenqing, Dong Er is easier to get out of trouble, and he's also smooth-talking and tactful in his dealings with people.
Unlike Qian Wenqing, who seemed to wear his thoughts on his sleeve.
Such a person is suitable for internal use, but not for doing business outside.
Qian Wenqing indeed didn't want to go anymore; all he cared about was his wife and children.
It's really not feasible to travel that far with the whole family.
Xu Xiangyang made an agreement with Dong Er this time, and he would go to Hong Kong in a few days. Of course, he could only cross the border illegally.
This matter still needs to be handled by someone, but it's simple and only requires a little money.
The matter was resolved. Xu Xiangyang agreed to send him money every month, which would be enough for his living expenses, but he couldn't let him squander money there.
After all, he's not short of ancestors; why would he care about this when he's sending someone away?
After leaving, he pushed the cart back home, which was covered with a lot of things that he had taken out of his spatial dimension.
It's not time for supplies yet, so even if you have money and coupons, you can't buy anything.
However, these things have solved a lot of problems for the family. At least we don't have to queue up everywhere to buy things.
After resolving these matters in the past two days, Xu Xiangyang went to the garment factory.
He hadn't been back for several months, but everyone was still very enthusiastic about him.
Although I am no longer in the martial arts world, the martial arts world will always remember me.
Xu Xiangyang is far away in Beiping, but he can still get orders for several thousand pieces of clothing every quarter.
This is equivalent to half the factory's output, and he did it all by himself.
They go to school to learn knowledge, serve the garment factory, and also have to take care of orders. It's so hard for them.
So everyone admires him. He has never made a mistake in anything he has done over the years. He is a good factory manager.
Xu Xiangyang arrived at the office, where there was no stove lit, so it was particularly cold.
No one knew he had returned, so no one lit the stove.
Cai Mingang told him to go to his small office to work, while he went to the clerical office.
Xu Xiangyang was looking at the account books when Guan Qilin, having received the news, rushed over.
"Director Xu, why didn't you say you were coming back? I haven't even lit the furnace for you." He looked around the room; it wasn't cold, but it was a bit cramped.
After all, it's just a few square meters of room, nowhere near as big as the factory manager's office.
Xu Xiangyang laughed and said, "Why tell everyone? It's the same wherever I am. Secretary Cai has already gone to light the stove."
After saying that, he asked Guan Qilin to sit opposite him, and continued to look at the account books.
Guan Qilin didn't disturb him, but sat there and waited.
Half an hour later, Xu Xiangyang closed the ledger and asked, "Why are there fewer orders at the factory? Compared to last winter, there are about two thousand fewer garment orders?"
Logically, with him securing orders in Beiping, the number of orders should only increase, not decrease, which is quite strange.
Guan Qilin sighed, his face full of worry.
He was quite anxious this time, but the factory hadn't come up with a good solution yet.
"That's right, some supply and marketing cooperatives have been collecting a lot of cheap goods from somewhere. The clothes look okay, and they're cheap; one of them is equivalent to two of ours. Under such circumstances, orders have naturally decreased."
This situation started when he began taking orders in the fall, but he didn't mention it to Xu Xiangyang at the time.
Even if we talk about it, it's useless. They're using their costs to keep us in check. They can't possibly lower their costs, otherwise they'll lose money.
After all, raw materials cost money, and every stitch costs money.
And then there are the costs of workers; where isn't there a cost?
So far, they haven't come up with a better solution.
Upon hearing this, Xu Xiangyang understood immediately. He guessed that those supply and marketing cooperatives were using leftover stock from the south.
This kind of clothing might be outdated in the South, but it's still a great choice in the North.
Moreover, the price is cheap, so many people are willing to choose it.
He thought about it and realized that this was indeed not something that could be easily resolved.
"We can't lower costs, so let's try to reach out to external marketing departments. Locals are willing to buy at lower prices, and we have no other choice."
Ultimately, it's a personal choice. People can buy whatever they want; the money is in their own pocket.
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