Another factory manager took over and said, "30 cents at most, 25 cents is fine too."
Zhao Xiaohai raised his hand and made a two-digit gesture, "Two cents, is there anyone willing to produce it?"
The director of the stationery factory who had contacted Zhao Xiaohai took it and looked at it, and said, "We can produce it, but we can only say that the cost price is not a loss."
Zhao Xiaohai smiled and said, "I'm talking about $0.2."
Everyone was shocked and immediately got excited. 0.2 US dollars, even according to the national exchange rate of 1 to 1.8, is nearly 0.4 cents. This is definitely a profit, and it is foreign exchange. You have to know that the export exchange rate is different and much higher than this exchange rate.
In fact, Zhao Xiaohai has already deducted half of this price.
Even so, $0.2 made these factory managers excited, and they all expressed their willingness to produce and guaranteed that the products would be beautiful and good.
The meeting was adjourned.
Zhao Xiaohai does not have the power to decide who to give it to, and Mayor Yang probably doesn't have it either. I'm afraid it will have to be decided by provincial and municipal leaders.
At noon, his leaders invited him to the government canteen for a meal. After chatting with them for some time, Zhao Xiaohai returned to Dehua Street.
After he came back, he was dragged to a meeting and had no time to take care of his own business. When Zhang Lei and others saw Zhao Xiaohai coming back, they came over to greet him happily. Zhao Xiaohai didn't waste any words and started with an inventory.
Twenty days,
Earned more than 70,000 yuan.
night,
Zhao Xiaohai called his brothers to go out for a meal and have some fun.
Zhao Xiaohai is drinking.
Some people are studying him.
The batch of orders that Zhao Xiaohai brought back this time were finally distributed after some competition, and some factories were lucky enough to get the orders.
In a private room of another restaurant, several factory managers sat together drinking and chatting. The topic they talked about most was the foreign trade orders, because everyone present had received a certain share.
Director Lu of the garment factory received an export order for 60,000 short-sleeved shirts. Why was it given to him? Because the samples were provided by them. Other companies had to make them again if they wanted to produce them, but the Huangshi Second Garment Factory could produce them directly, which was much more efficient.
Director Zhao of the textile factory also received an order for towels. 30,000 towels were a drop in the bucket for them. If it was any other order, he wouldn't care at all. However, this was a foreign trade order, and the profit was in US dollars. Even if it was only tens of thousands of dollars, it was extremely rare.
The same is true for sock factories.
Someone put down his glass and said, "As for who gets the order, the provincial and municipal governments have the final say, but it also depends on what the foreign merchant wants. And what the foreign merchant wants depends on what the salesperson recommends. Director Lu and Manager Xiao Zhao have a good relationship. Several garment factories brought samples, but in the end, they chose only his. That's what you call connections."
Director Lu was proud of himself, but waved his hand to indicate that it was nothing.
The directors of the towel and sock factories were actually glad to have established a good relationship with Zhao Xiaohai. "We have some surplus products now, so we can send them to Manager Zhao's stall on Hanzheng Street to sell. Now that we have a cooperative relationship, it will be easier for us to talk."
The directors of several other factories also started thinking, "Should we also contact Manager Xiao Zhao and see if he's willing to help sell our balloon factory's overstocked products?"
"Our stationery factory does have a lot of unsold pencils and erasers. I'll ask Manager Zhao about that later."
Director Wan of the metal processing factory didn't say anything. Zhao Xiaohai's stall mainly sold clothing and groceries. He was a manufacturer of wrenches and pliers, so he couldn't let him sell these.
Moreover, the current direction of Dehua Street decided by the province is still light industrial products and daily necessities. His hardware tools do not meet the sales standards.
After the drinking party, everyone went back to the guesthouse. When they went upstairs, Director Wan called Director Lu to his room. After they sat down, Director Wan said, "Old Lu, our factory got $100,000 worth of the $400,000 hardware tool order last time."
"I know that." Director Lu was surprised why Lao Wan said this.
"I have to thank Director Xiao Zhao for his help. You, Lao Lu, Lao Zhao from the towel factory, and Lao Lin from the socks factory have all established business dealings with Manager Xiao Zhao. He will definitely keep you in mind in the future. Lao Liao from the balloon factory and Lao Zhou from the stationery factory are also planning to work with Zhao Xiaohai, but what about me?"
He spread his hands and said this.
"I'm from a hardware tool factory, and I don't have any connections with Zhao Xiaohai. After this order is over, I guess there's no future. To be honest, I can see that Zhao Xiaohai is a capable person, and he will definitely find more orders in the future. As long as he favors us a little, or gives us some tips in advance so that we can prepare early, our competitive advantage over other hardware processing factories in the province will be highlighted."
Director Lu naturally understood what Lao Wan said.
This time he was able to benefit from his previous relationship with Zhao Xiaohai, and many factory managers of clothing factories could only watch helplessly.
"Then what do you want to do?" Director Lu asked Director Wan.
Director Wan frowned. "I just didn't know what to do, so I asked you to come. You were the one who introduced Zhao Xiaohai to us. You must know him better than us."
Director Lu took out a cigarette and the two of them lit one each.
"I've already told you how Xiao Zhao and I met. As for how our relationship deepened later, it was because..."
At this point, Director Lu suddenly thought of something.
Zhao Xiaohai and his brothers had a great time drinking and were already a little drunk. Zheng Xiaoxue carried him on her back on a bicycle. Zhao Xiaohai put his arms around the woman's slender waist and put his face on her back. The early summer evening breeze blew, and the willows on the roadside swayed. It felt so comfortable.
He likes this simple pace of life.
This is life.
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