Ding Zhanglong, driven by curiosity, reached out to open the bundle, but Qin Xiaoyu stopped him.
"Hello, Mr. Ding. I'm here to purchase some goods," Qin Xiaoyu said with a smile.
From the moment she entered the room, Ding Zhanglong could tell. He was in the fabric business, and he knew better than anyone how much Qin Xiaoyu's clothes were worth. This was the real patron, and when she said she wanted to buy more, he was overjoyed.
“This young lady has good taste. What kind of fabric do you want? Just say the word! I have everything you need!” Ding Zhanglong took off his gloves and pulled out several bolts of cloth to show Qin Xiaoyu. “Whether you want to make a coat or a cotton-padded jacket this season, I have it all. I have all the lining and outer fabric. You don’t need to look for other brands when you come to my house.”
“I use a lot,” Qin Xiaoyu said with a smile.
"Don't worry, our store is big, and the goods are all there," Ding Zhanglong said, patting his chest.
Bald Qiang had already seen through Qin Xiaoyu's scheme. He thought to himself, "Don't get too cocky; this woman is no ordinary person." He guessed there was going to be a big show, so he sat on the stool with a smile, saying nothing.
"Boss Ding, your business is really sizable. I heard that yours is the biggest in this area, right?" Qin Xiaoyu began to cast her net.
"You're a smart man. I'm the biggest one here." Ding Zhanglong's family wasn't the biggest, but in business, you can't always hear the truth. You're lucky if you can hear half of it. So he started bragging.
"Then take a look, do you have this material?" Qin Xiaoyu patted the bundle she had just brought.
Ding Zhanglong was already impatient, so he rushed over, opened the package, and was dumbfounded.
He glanced at Bald Qiang again, whose face held a half-smile, making him even more certain that something was amiss. His own face darkened.
“I don’t have this,” Ding Zhanglong said coldly. “Go check with someone else.”
"That's all, right? You've given it all to Man Aihong." Qin Xiaoyu was still smiling. Ding Zhanglong found that smile annoying. This woman was quite pretty, but she was just irritating.
"I've never sold this stuff, don't tell me that," Ding Zhanglong started to act like a rogue.
"You've never sold this before, right? I have a receipt here, with your signature and the store's stamp on it. It can't be fake, can it?" Qin Xiaoyu's smile gradually disappeared.
"You're such a nuisance. I sold it over a year ago, and the payment was settled between the two parties back then. Why are you coming to me for this? Do you think a coffin seller can come back and dig up a grave a year later?" Ding Zhanglong started pushing the cart.
"Okay, let's go through it one by one. You admit that you sold these, and that the payment was settled at the time?"
"Yes, is Man Aihong doing business for the first time? Can I deliver goods if the payment isn't settled in full?"
"But I heard that you asked a lot of people to help you sell the goods, and you were paid only after the goods were sold, right?"
"Then you'll have to ask Man Aihong if she's stupid. She should give me the payment first." Ding Zhanglong's shameless attitude was disgusting.
Qin Xiaoyu is much more composed now and doesn't like to resort to violence anymore, since that's not very ladylike; she still cares a lot about her image.
“Ding Zhanglong, you’ve really lost all conscience. When you were in the hospital waiting for money to save your life, Man Aihong helped you. You came out healthy and strong, causing Man Aihong to go bankrupt. You’re really something.”
"Stop paying attention to that useless stuff. Business isn't about personal relationships. If you're not going to buy, then get out of here and don't interfere with my sales." Ding Zhanglong's face darkened. Their argument had already attracted the attention of some people.
Just then, the door opened, and A Lei, wearing a suit, walked in. His suit was different from his usual one; it was wrinkled and looked like a domestic product, made by a township enterprise.
Even so, his handsome face was dazzling wherever he went. Qin Xiaoyu regretted hiring him a little; he was quite different from the government officials.
"What kind of material do you want to see?" Ding Zhanglong glanced at A Lei, then left Qin Xiaoyu behind and went to greet him.
"I want to see what kind of fabric I can use to make school uniforms," A Lei said, twirling the pieces of fabric in his hands.
"Here, here! Look!" Ding Zhanglong's eyes lit up when he heard about school uniforms. The demand for school uniforms was not small; this was a big business opportunity.
"Boss Ding, let's get down to business," Qin Xiaoyu said impatiently.
"Get out of here, what important business is this? I'm discussing business here," Ding Zhanglong said irritably.
"How much of this material do you have?" Are asked anxiously.
"There are still some in the library. How many school uniforms are you making?" Ding Zhanglong asked eagerly.
“Not many. There are more than 5,000 students. The principal said that each teacher also needs a set of clothes, both summer and spring/autumn. There are 286 teachers. This…” A Lei counted on his fingers, and Ding Zhanglong’s legs went weak.
My goodness, this is such a huge business opportunity! He has to stop them no matter what!
“You don’t need to calculate these small things, just give me a rough estimate. Anyway, I have enough material, so you can choose whatever you like. This wool is quite nice, and the navy blue is perfect for a teacher. I can even make two more sets for you…” Ding Zhanglong squinted his eyes.
"No need for that. We'll handle this strictly by business. You can accept checks, right? We can only use checks."
"Yes! Absolutely! But the goods can only be delivered after it's converted to cash." Ding Zhanglong was cautious, worried that the check might have been dropped from the sky.
"No problem, I'll go to the bank with you then."
Seeing that Ding Zhanglong had completely forgotten about her, Qin Xiaoyu couldn't help but walk over.
“Hey Mr. Ding, we’re not done talking yet. You’re selling inferior goods and cheating customers. Believe me, I’ll sue you until you go out of business! This gentleman, don’t buy from him. He’s a fraudster. Once you pay, he won’t give you the same fabric… What are you doing! You dare to lay a hand on me?”
Ding Zhanglong shoved Qin Xiaoyu, and Bald Qiang rushed over to protect her.
"To be fair, you've really ruined Man Aihong's life. She's currently hospitalized in Guangzhou and can't afford her medical bills. If you have any conscience, please help her out."
"Don't give me that nonsense, I'm not a charity!" Ding Zhanglong was stingy. He glanced at A Lei and saw him walking towards the door, so he quickly went over to stop him. "Are you leaving?"
"I'll wander around a bit more." Are was about to leave.
"Stop looking around, just order here. No other place has as much as we do!"
"All of yours are defective." Qin Xiaoyu slammed the bolt of linen onto the table a few times, sending lint flying everywhere and making several people cough.
A Lei tried to leave, but Ding Zhanglong held him back tightly.
"I brought fifty bolts of cloth today. If you don't give me a refund, I'm not going to stop!" Qin Xiaoyu sat down with her arms crossed.
"A refund is out of the question. If you can't handle it, then you can just change it." Ding Zhanglong understood that if he didn't get rid of Qin Xiaoyu, this school uniform business would go under.
He led Qin Xiaoyu to a corner. The linen was already off the shelves for the season and was piled on the ground, waiting to be stored. Anyway, if this season's stock didn't sell, the new products would have to be discounted next season. The quality of this pile of goods was much better than what he sold to Man Aihong, but it wasn't exactly genuine either, so he just made do and replaced it for her.
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