Chapter 40 Butterfly Hairpin
After having a good sleep, Song Rui asked them to rest in the hotel the next day and went to the famous small commodity city.
As soon as she entered, Song Rui felt as if she had fallen into a nest of money, and it seemed as if there was gold everywhere.
She ignored the thoughts that kept tempting her and decided to look for a hair accessories stall.
Finally, after going up a floor, I found a few.
But... most of them don't look good.
The hair accessories that have just been developed don't have many particularly beautiful styles.
Most of them are brightly colored plastic products.
Song Rui looked at each stall one by one, trying to find one that had a factory at home.
The boss we finally found was a lady in her forties, not tall, with a low ponytail, and looked very capable.
When he heard that Song Rui wanted to find a manufacturer to order a batch of cards, he looked at her suspiciously.
He didn't look like he was joking, so he said, "Our factory can make custom orders, but not in small quantities."
Song Rui smiled, "I can't bring myself to ask for this, even if it means less."
After hearing this, the older woman put down her work, walked out of the stall and shouted twice, and a woman who was younger than her but looked very similar to her came over quickly.
"I'll take this beauty to the factory to have a look. You keep an eye on the stall."
She gave an order and left with Song Rui.
The two chatted on the way, and Song Rui learned that the eldest sister's surname was Qiao and she was a local, and the person who looked like her just now was her younger sister.
Those who know them call them Big Sister Qiao and Second Sister Qiao.
Song Rui also called out "Sister Qiao".
Sister Qiao’s factory is not far from here, but the location is a bit remote.
As the car turned back and forth, Sister Qiao saw that Song Rui looked calm and said, "You are very brave to come here to discuss business."
Song Rui smiled and said, "Everyone is here for money. I'm here to give money to Sister Qiao. What am I afraid of?"
Sister Qiao was amused by her. "It seems that you are very confident in this business. Did you hire a designer from abroad?"
Song Rui was ashamed, the designer was her.
And the painting is not very good.
Although I’m practicing hard, time is limited and I haven’t finished all ten classes yet.
When they arrived, Sister Qiao first took her to visit the factory.
The factory doesn't occupy a large area, but it has everything it needs.
After returning to the office, Song Rui took out the album and showed Sister Qiao the styles she was going to order.
Sister Qiao took the album and couldn't help but change the direction.
It didn't look right, so I changed direction again.
Song Rui: …
Facing Sister Qiao's suspicious gaze, Song Rui continued to pretend to be calm.
Sister Qiao, who was pretending, began to doubt whether she didn't understand it.
Finally, she had no choice but to open the door and shout.
A boy who looked like a college student ran in with a paintbrush in his hand.
"My son is an art student. His last name is Qiao, just like me. You can call him Xiao Qiao."
Song Rui's eyes lit up.
This is such a pleasant surprise.
Sister Qiao's son copied Song Rui's ideas and asked Song Rui about her opinion on the parts he didn't understand.
Soon, a butterfly hairpin appeared on the paper.
The body of the clip is just a regular metal clip.
What is different is the butterfly above.
The body is made of metal, the wings are made of colorful beads, and the eyes are decorated with black diamonds.
The most important thing is that the butterfly is in a flying posture with its wings spread.
Sister Qiao looked at it with some surprise, "Can these wings move?"
"Yes, the metal material on the wings must be thin, so that it can vibrate up and down with the movement of the person, and..."
Song Rui explained her ideas to the two of them. Xiao Qiao didn't understand much, but she thought it was quite interesting.
Sister Qiao understands how big an impact this hairpin will have on the current market.
"This is the design. You just told us the design? Aren't you afraid that we will produce it ourselves and that you will be kicked out?"
Song Rui smiled and flipped through the picture books. "There are so many of them. Can you take all of them? Even if you take this picture book away, you won't understand it without my explanation. Earn it once or keep earning it. Big sister will definitely know how to choose."
Sister Qiao couldn't help laughing. It was the first time she saw someone design a bad picture and still be so proud of it.
But she's right.
If she can snatch this one, Song Rui can also find another factory to produce it.
If she cooperates with other factories for a long time and provides subsequent styles to other factories, then she is only seizing the opportunity once.
It is better to negotiate business properly so that you can always seize the initiative in the future.
"You are really smart. OK, let's talk about how to do this business."
Song Rui is still very confident about this butterfly hairpin.
Who among those born in the 80s and 90s didn’t have a pair of butterfly hairpins when they were young?
This is simply a fatal attraction for children.
There is just one thing, although she designed this hairpin in advance, if it sells well later, there will definitely be a lot of imitations.
It wasn't some sophisticated design, and she couldn't stop copycats.
You can only try to earn more in the early stage.
Song Rui and Sister Qiao agreed that she wanted to order a total of 10,000 pieces in various colors.
Based on the materials and texture, she needs Sister Qiao to give a quote.
Seeing that Sister Qiao's eyes were always on the design drawing, Song Rui also wanted to sell it well.
"How about this, Sister Qiao? Consider this design as a gift to you. Your factory can also produce it in large quantities and sell it at the stall for wholesale. But you have to promise me that it must be exclusive to the Northeast."
Since it is unrealistic to restrict imitation, it is better to sell it well and let Sister Qiao be the first.
As long as she doesn't sell to the Northeast, it will have little impact on her.
As for where the subsequent imitations will be sold, she has no control over it, except in the early stages.
When Sister Qiao heard this, she was overjoyed.
She is an insider and knows how much profit there is.
No matter which factory it is sent to, it is equivalent to giving money.
I just didn’t expect Song Rui to be so generous and give it as soon as she said it.
Song Rui was already so generous, she couldn't just not express anything.
"It's exclusive for sure, but I can't just take your design for free. How about this, for every copy I make and sell, I'll give you some of the profit, just... five cents."
One against five doesn't sound like much.
But her sales volume is astonishing.
After all, bosses from all over the world come to purchase goods every day.
If sales are good, selling tens of thousands of pairs a day is not a problem.
By this calculation, it’s at least more than 10,000 yuan a month.
Song Rui was satisfied. If Sister Qiao really had no reaction, there was nothing she could do. She just had to consider whether to change to another company in the future.
But at this moment she was just thankful for her luck.
Sister Qiao is indeed a good partner.
Business can only last if both parties benefit.
Sister Qiao is indeed a quick-witted person.
Once it was finalized, she immediately began to select materials and make samples.
Seeing that it was getting later, Song Rui borrowed the factory's phone to call the hotel, fearing that Song Hua and Nan Nan would be worried if she didn't reply.
Sister Qiao heard that the person she was talking to on the phone was her younger sister, so she asked from the side, "Are you here with your younger sister too?"
"Yes, dear sister."
After hearing this, Sister Qiao thought that she was not married, and asked mischievously: "What do you think of my son? He is a college student and has never had a girlfriend. I think you two are about the same age..."
"mom!"
Xiao Qiao heard it from a distance and shouted anxiously.
Sister Qiao joked, "Oh, you're still shy. The girl is not shy yet."
"mom……"
Song Rui interrupted them, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Sister, I'm married, and my child is four years old."
"It's okay if you're divorced. I'm divorced too."
Song Rui: "...Sister, I haven't left yet."
Sister Qiao knew she had said something wrong and slapped her lips. "Looking at my temper, I thought that a beautiful girl like you must be single if you go out alone. What a misunderstanding."
Song Rui didn't take it seriously.
These days there are indeed few married people who go out on their own to do business.
She smiled and continued to study the sample with Sister Qiao.
Xiao Qiao looked up at her profile, then lowered his head and walked away.
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