Hmm... I should treat my man even better from now on. As for James, I could give him another embroidery; that foreigner should be very satisfied.
"Sure, no problem."
As soon as Ye Wanying finished speaking, Old Du, who was drinking tea, put down his teacup and said with considerable pride, "There's definitely no problem. I personally watched Secretary Li do it."
Um... Lao Du, you need to remember, you're a factory manager, a big boss, can you stop acting like some scrawny underling?
With no issues with the contract, Ye Wanying didn't hesitate. She picked up a pen and quickly signed her name on both copies. Factory Director Du was equally decisive, signing quickly and stamping the factory's official seal with two slaps.
"Okay, all done."
At that moment, Secretary Li brought some things over to Ye Wanying: "These are our price lists, Comrade Ye can take a look."
Ye Wanying nodded: "Okay, thank you." Then she picked it up and opened it to read.
The price list clearly states that different fabrics require different processing fees; simply put, the more expensive the fabric, the higher the processing fee.
It is also clearly stated later that the price will be different if the factory provides the materials, cutting, and pattern making.
Naturally, Ye Wanying skipped the later items when she looked at the booklet. Soon, she had a general understanding of the prices. She put down the booklet and said, "Okay, let's go with this. However, I have one more condition."
Forehead?
"What are the conditions? Tell me."
"During my cooperation with Director Du's factory, I required all the people working for me to sign a confidentiality agreement."
Human nature is complex, and saying too much is useless; it's much simpler, clearer, and more impactful to put things in black and white.
Naturally, signing a confidentiality agreement also determines which group of people will do these things, killing two birds with one stone, so why not?
It's fair to say that at this point, almost no one would make such a professional request. Some people haven't grasped one thing: I'm here to do business with your factory, so I'm the investor, the customer, and naturally you're supposed to serve me.
Nowadays, many people practically beg and plead with others to do this, which is unnecessary. They should think carefully about who will ultimately pay!
After considering it for a while, Lao Du finally agreed: "Okay."
Ye Wanying laughed: "Okay, then it's settled."
Even the usually silent Mr. Zhang was now looking at Ye Wanying with his eyes, his expression clearly conveying admiration.
...
Old Du immediately instructed people to carry out the task, and only General Manager Zhang and Ye Wanying remained in the office.
"Comrade Ye has already signed a contract with Boss Du. Now, is it our factory's turn? Let me introduce myself. My surname is Zhang, my given name is Kui, and I am the general manager of Kyoto XX Garment Factory."
As he spoke, Mr. Zhang took out a business card from his suit pocket and handed it over from the table.
XX Garment Factory?
This name sounds... kind of familiar.
By the way, wasn't XX Garment Factory the predecessor of GK?
Twenty years later, GK, the leading company in the clothing industry in Country Z, did indeed have a very rural and unconventional name in its early days: XX Clothing Factory.
The first impression one gets upon hearing this is: Where did this wild pheasant workshop come from?
P.S.: The guessing game has ended, and the lucky winners have been announced.
ID: My Time.
Correct answers: 1. Pei. 2. Surrogacy. 3. Ye's biological son.
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