Chapter 348 Going to See the Fabric
Before leaving, Su Jiaojiao called Fang Zeyang and said she wanted to go look at the fabrics.
Fang Zeyang was very enthusiastic and said that he was now at Fangji Factory No. 2, which was located in the suburbs of Jingjiao County. He was worried that she couldn't find the place, so he asked her to go directly to the entrance of the convention and exhibition center where the last cocktail party was held, and he would wait for her there.
Two days ago, she and Lu Jingyou took turns driving when they went to the outskirts of Beijing. They drove for more than three hours. This time, she was alone and rested twice at the service area. They set off at seven o'clock and arrived after eleven o'clock.
Fang Zeyang had already booked a table at the restaurant across from the convention center. As soon as Su Jiaojiao got out of the car, he took her to dinner. Su Jiaojiao thanked him repeatedly, "I'm so sorry to bother you right away."
"You're so polite. It's my pleasure." Fang Zeyang is a local and very familiar with the area. "Let's eat first. It'll take another half an hour to get to my place. My place is in the suburbs, and the dining options around here aren't as good as here."
Fang Zeyang ordered four dishes, which were generous in portion and very filling.
Braised eggplant, glutinous rice meatballs, yam and pork rib soup, and a mixed dish that included various vegetables and ham.
Almost all of them are ladies' dishes.
Although it was the first time for the two of them to have dinner together, Su Jiaojiao didn't feel awkward at all. Fang Zeyang was very talkative and talked about fabrics the whole time.
Su Jiaojiao only knew a little about fabrics, and only knew the more common ones. She listened carefully: "I came here this time mainly to see your colorful fabrics, such as the polyester and Tencel blended jacquard fabric you mentioned last time."
"Actually, Tencel isn't a fabric; it's just a fiber brand. To be precise, we use Tencel Lyocell, and we import it from abroad." Fang Zeyang spoke eloquently about fabrics and was happy to explain them to Su Jiaojiao. "This polyester-Tencel blended jacquard fabric is made of 60% polyester and 40% Lyocell, and is more suitable for shirts. We also have another fabric that's a blend of 49.7% cotton and 50.3% Lyocell. It weighs 210g/㎡ and is more comfortable to wear."
"Let's talk about it after we look at the fabric!" Su Jiaojiao was confused by him. Every profession has its own expertise, and she really didn't understand much.
But when she heard him say it was imported fiber, Su Jiaojiao became hesitant. Imported materials must be expensive, and the cost would also increase if the fabric was expensive.
This batch of floral shirts is positioned as mid-range, requiring bright colors, bold patterns, and soft fabrics. As for the style, it is not that important, just an ordinary shirt style will do.
The price of this polyester Tencel Lyocell blend should be beyond your budget.
If that doesn't work, use other blended or pure cotton.
Even though she sells millennial style, sentiment, and fashion, the cost of fabrics must be kept within the budget.
After dinner, Fang Zeyang took her to Fangji Factory No. 2. He drove very fast and soon disappeared. Su Jiaojiao could not keep up with him at all and soon got lost at the intersection. She had no idea whether to turn left or right, so she had to park the car on the side of the road.
Fortunately, Fang Zeyang turned back in time: "Sorry, I thought you were following closely behind."
"It's okay, I was driving too slowly." Su Jiaojiao restarted the car. This time Fang Zeyang drove much slower. The two of them made many turns before arriving at Fangji Textile Factory No. 2.
The location of Fangji Textile Factory No. 2 is similar to that of Miaomiao Garment Factory. Both are outside the village. Moreover, there is only one factory around, and the village is behind it, which gives people a very abrupt feeling.
"Our textile factory is in town. My dad is in charge there, and I'm in charge of this one." Fang Zeyang pointed to the village behind him, "I'm from this village."
"Then it's quite convenient for you to go to and from get off work." Su Jiaojiao glanced at the village. She had never been here. In her previous life, she went to Textile Factory No. 1, which was in the town and much larger than Factory No. 2.
Fang Zeyang took her around the workshop and then took her to the sample room on the third floor to look at the fabrics.
Fangji is a very mature company. The test data, color fastness and price are marked under each sample.
The price ranges from 5,000 to 30,000 yuan per ton.
The actual cost calculation also requires converting these data into price per square meter and the actual number of meters used for each shirt.
These are what Ding Linyu is good at.
But Ding Linyu didn't come, so Su Jiaojiao had to do it herself. She needed to determine the approximate cost to choose the specific fabric. If the budget was exceeded, no matter how good the fabric was, it could not be used.
Su Jiaojiao did a rough calculation and decided on four types of fabrics. Adding the fabrics and the cost, she needed to keep the factory price of each piece at around 20 yuan.
The retail price of ordinary shirts on the market now ranges from ten to thirty yuan, and the wholesale price is obviously lower.
Her positioning is mid-range, at least the fabric feels softer to the touch, and coupled with the bright colors, it is a millennial-style hit.
Fang Zeyang understood her needs, gave her several more fabric samples, and sent the final price to her mobile phone.
Su Jiaojiao looked at the price, stood up and said, "Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Fang. I'll go back and calculate the cost first, and then I can make a final payment. We'll contact each other then."
Then I'll wait for good news." Seeing that she was about to leave, Fang Zeyang put the fabric samples into a cardboard box and helped her put it in the trunk.
I don't know when a lot of small stones appeared in the yard, as if they were thrown in from outside.
They were in the sample room just now and didn't hear any movement.
"What's going on?" Fang Zeyang trotted over to ask the security guard. The security guard was an old man who ran in breathlessly. "It was a bunch of little bastards. They threw stones and ran away. I couldn't catch them."
What made Su Jiaojiao even more depressed was that a small stone fell on the roof of her car. Although it didn't seem to do any harm, this was her new car!
Fang Zeyang also saw the small stone on the roof of Su Jiaojiao's car. He immediately went over to take the stone down, found a rag to wipe it for her, and confirmed again and again that the paint was not damaged.
"It's okay, just a small stone." Su Jiaojiao felt sorry for the car but didn't want to show it.
"I'm sorry, it's probably because of what happened last time." Fang Zeyang explained to Su Jiaojiao, "Last week, the village committee talked to me and said that a film and television city was going to be built up ahead, and a ring road was going to be built around our village. My factory would be in the way, so they asked me to be mentally prepared and said that it would be best if we moved out within six months."
"Film and television city?" Su Jiaojiao understood.
No need to guess, it must be the project that Lu Jingyou and Yu Mingyuan collaborated on.
But this place is still some distance away from the project site. How come the road has been built here?
"Yes, many people say that the film and television city is just ahead." Fang Zeyang pointed to the large field across the way and said angrily, "Actually, it's a good thing that they want to develop this area. The main thing is that they haven't started any construction yet, so why are they rushing me to do something? Even if I move, it will take time."
"Yeah, throwing stones and such is too childish." Su Jiaojiao was speechless. What kind of people was Lu Jingyou looking for!
"I'll install surveillance cameras in the yard tomorrow. I want to see who's trying to get me wrong." Fang Zeyang was very angry. "It's a good thing we came out at this time. If we had come earlier, what would have happened if they had beaten us up?"
"That's too much." Su Jiaojiao looked at the stones on the ground. She had to report this to Lu Jingyou and tell them how their people did things.
Fang Zeyang didn't connect this matter with Lu Jingyou. He was worried that Su Jiaojiao would get lost: "There are only dirt roads here, and there are many forks in the road. I'd better take you to the convention center!"
Su Jiaojiao did not refuse.
The road here is too winding, she will really get lost.
Fang Zeyang dropped her off at the convention center and then returned the same way. When Su Jiaojiao was going back, she encountered a traffic jam. She had walked for four hours on a journey that took more than three hours and still hadn't gotten off the highway.
Along the way, her phone was almost blown up by calls from Chen Guilan and Lu Jingyou.
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