In the height of summer, nights fall exceptionally late. At 7:30 pm, the sun still casts its slanting rays on the horizon. The fountain dances to the music, and there are many stone benches nearby. People come and go, from fashionable young girls to migrant workers carrying luggage with bewildered expressions.
Across from the fountain is a large hotel called Weihuang. Several large woven bags are placed on the stone benches by the fountain, and seven or eight men in their thirties are sitting or standing there. They have dark skin and look somewhat pitiful.
Jiang Xiaoyan got out of the car, straightened her skirt, and said to Lu Feng, "Those people look like they're from the countryside."
"Countless people come to Shenzhen to work every day, what's so strange about that?"
"They look so pitiful. Should we hire them to work in the factory? That would be another way for them to make a living."
"Stop, stop, stop!" Lu Feng grabbed her arm and said, "You can't pity them all. They're already not pitiful enough for coming to the big city to make a living. You can't see the truly pitiful people. Let's go."
Zhao Yanran had already arrived in the private room on the fourth floor. She was wearing light makeup and a long dress. The air conditioning in the room was quite cool. She sat there with a somewhat solemn look in her eyes.
"Mr. Zhao, your distinguished guest has arrived," the waiter said as he entered.
Zhao Yanran quickly stood up, put on a smiling face, and walked out of the private room. She ran into Lu Feng and his wife, stepped forward, shook their hands, and said happily, "President Jiang and President Lu, it's truly an honor to have you grace us with your presence. Please come in, President Qian, didn't you come along?"
"President Qian and Vice President Wei will be here soon after their meeting." Jiang Xiaoyan was very happy to see Zhao Yanran and praised her, "Sister Zhao, you look beautiful!"
"I only put on some makeup today, I'm nowhere near as pretty as you."
"You look good even with just a little dressing up. You weren't wearing makeup when you drank with me last time, but you're all dressed up for Lu Feng's visit today. What are you planning to do?" Jiang Xiaoyan joked.
Zhao Yanran burst into laughter, glancing at Lu Feng. She really did have that thought; Lu Feng possessed an indescribable charm, and he was still young.
She had a lot of contact with Jiang Xiaoyan, and judging from Jiang Xiaoyan's clothes, her spending on meals, and other aspects, Zhao Yanran felt that Jiang Xiaoyan was a rich girl and Lu Feng was just a gigolo.
Jiang Xiaoyan managed everything at the factory, not letting Lu Feng get involved at all. Thinking about it this way, everything made sense.
If Jiang Xiaoyan runs out of money, Lu Feng will naturally leave. It's not that she wants a future with Lu Feng; she just wants to have some fun for a few days. After all, there aren't many men who can make her feel so excited.
The two sat down and chatted endlessly, from shoes to dresses to cosmetics. Lu Feng sat next to them and couldn't get a word in edgewise; he could only keep drinking tea.
A dozen minutes later, Qian Nana and Wei Yandan came in and started ordering. They say three women make a drama, let alone four women today.
From ordering to the food being served, and then to eating, Lu Feng only said thank you to the waiter. Their conversation jumped around so much that Lu Feng was a little overwhelmed.
They were talking about yoga one minute, and then suddenly the conversation turned to gynecological diseases. Even Wei Yandan was talking about it with great enthusiasm, describing some changes in her body. Lu Feng, who was listening from the side, felt a little embarrassed.
After they had finished eating and discussed the patients' conditions, Jiang Xiaoyan spoke first and asked, "Sister Zhao, what's the deal with that big order you mentioned?"
“If you hadn’t asked, I would have almost forgotten. Here’s the thing, I have an old client who orders a lot of lipsticks every year. I got an order last month, and I’ve been so busy lately that I haven’t been able to take care of it.” Zhao Yanran said with a face full of regret, “I was going to make a profit, but now I can’t. That’s why I wanted to ask you.”
"Really? Thank you so much, Sister Zhao." Jiang Xiaoyan was overjoyed; it was like a pie falling from the sky and landing right on her head.
“This client is from overseas. I told him about your situation, and we’ve finally got him. He wants a batch of high-quality goods, but I have to tell you in advance that the profit margin isn’t high. I’ll give you a maximum of 15% profit margin,” Zhao Yanran said.
"It's alright, it's already very good, after all, it's a big order. So when can we meet?" Jiang Xiaoyan asked excitedly.
“He’s overseas. He used to contact me by phone because he’s a regular customer. I’m afraid he won’t be able to come back anytime soon. I’ll give you the production standards tomorrow, so you can start production first.”
Wei Yandan frowned, realizing something was wrong, and hurriedly said, "President Zhao, how can we sign a contract if he can't come back? We still need to pay a deposit, right? How can we start production without a deposit? Especially for such a big order, the deposit needs to be increased to 50% before we can start production."
“I’m quite familiar with him, and I’ve never asked for a deposit. I was also a little scared when we first started working together, but we were short of orders at the time, so I gritted my teeth and did it. I didn’t expect to become a regular customer. That’s how business is; it requires sincerity.” Zhao Yanran said candidly, “It’s not that he doesn’t want a deposit, it’s just that it’s an overseas account, and it’s very troublesome to transfer money back to China.”
“It’s okay, we can open an account in Hong Kong. The overseas funds can be exchanged for Hong Kong dollars and transferred to the Hong Kong account. It can be done in a day,” Wei Yandan said.
“They’re all regular customers, why would they make a trip to Hong Kong? It’s not worth it. Besides, you need a local’s ID to open an account there, right?” Zhao Yanran’s smile was a little stiff.
Wei Yandan sensed something was wrong with this order. Judging from the way she was obstructing it, there was a big problem. In addition, it was unbelievable that such a large order was given to Jiang Xiaoyan just because there was no time to produce.
“The account over there isn’t very complicated. You can find someone to open an account for a thousand Hong Kong dollars. You don’t even need to go there in person. Just call and someone will take care of it.”
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