Jiang Wanyue took a few sips of the tea. The tea tasted very mellow and had a long aftertaste.
She sipped her tea for a while before saying, "To generate foreign exchange, to put it bluntly, is to sell products to foreigners. It's actually very simple."
Jiang Qizheng: "..."
It is not easy, it can be said to be as difficult as ascending to heaven.
Otherwise, why would the country have such tough indicators?
"The textile factory produces cloth, and there are two problems in selling the cloth to foreigners." Jiang Wanyue said, "First, the cloth produced by the textile factory has a very obvious Chinese style, which foreigners don't really like. Second, even if foreigners want Chinese cloth, they will choose to buy it in coastal cities, because the technology is more sophisticated and the shipping cost is more economical. Therefore, it is normal that the provincial textile factory has not been able to earn foreign exchange for such a long time."
Jiang Qizheng nodded: "I finally negotiated a 20,000 yuan cloth deal with a foreigner, but when it came to the final push, the business was snatched away by the textile factory in Haicheng because they saved thousands of yuan in land freight... Alas, it is really difficult for us inland cities to attract foreign exchange. The country is making it difficult for us."
"Since the cloth business cannot compete with coastal cities, why not change your thinking?" Jiang Wanyue said, "Instead of doing business with foreign merchants, it is better to sell products to foreigners in China. Life is just about food, clothing, housing and transportation. Clothing comes second. Foreigners who come to our country cannot bring a lot of clothes. Those foreigners who live for more than three months definitely have demand for clothing. Chinese people may also want to keep up with the fashion. This part of the market needs to be explored. There is only one Friendship Store selling suits and shirts. The price is high and the quantity is small. It is not the first choice for foreigners. Uncle Jiang, have you ever thought about getting a piece of the pie?"
Jiang Qizhen was completely stunned.
If you change your mindset, the road ahead is indeed much wider.
but--
He said, "Our textile factory only produces cloth and has no experience in making ready-made clothes."
Jiang Wanyue smiled and said, "Uncle Jiang, do you still want me to give you some advice on how to open a garment factory?"
"No, that's not what I meant." Jiang Qizheng said hurriedly, "I mean, it's hard for me to find a tailor who can make a suit and tuxedo shirt."
"Uncle Jiang, you underestimate our Chinese tailors." Jiang Wanyue said calmly, "Our country's sewing technology has a long history. We can make those exquisite and complex Hanfu and Tang suits in ancient times. What's the big deal about a western suit and tuxedo? As long as there is a design, it is a very simple thing for a tailor. Then Uncle Jiang can just lie down and count the money."
Jiang Qizhen suddenly gained confidence.
Jiang Wanyue, a young girl, can make her way among foreigners, so why can't he?
"Uncle Jiang, I heard that the country will hold the Canton Fair in Guangcheng in November this year." Jiang Wanyue said with a smile, "The Provincial Textile Factory is the leading enterprise in our Hu Province. They should receive an invitation letter, right?"
Jiang Qizheng nodded and said, "The Canton Fair has been held for several years. Our textile factory is invited every year, but to be honest, it's useless. I only went once in the first year, and later I arranged for my assistant to go."
Jiang Wanyue couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
Such a good opportunity was wasted. No wonder we can’t open up foreign markets!
She immediately said, "If Uncle Jiang can get me an invitation to the Canton Fair, I can design a tuxedo and a suit for him for free."
Jiang Qi was shocked: "You can also design clothes for foreigners?"
"Some." Jiang Wanyue reminded, "Since the textile factory needs to earn foreign exchange, I suggest that you still seize the opportunity of the Canton Fair. This is currently my country's largest window to the outside world, and opportunities are fleeting."
"Okay!" Jiang Qizhen agreed. "Every year, our province of Hubei has a dozen quotas to participate in the Canton Fair, but no one wants them. This year, I'll ask you for a ticket, and we'll go to Guangzhou together!"
Jiang Wanyue smiled.
The main purpose of this trip has been achieved.
She said, "I'll have the design delivered to the textile factory in five days."
Jiang Qizhen was overjoyed.
During these five days he hired tailors, put the machines in place, and formed an assembly line. Once the design draft arrived, he could start work.
At the same time, he also had to go through the process to get the government's approval to open a store selling foreign clothing in the Friendship Store...
By this calculation, the first batch of clothes will be available on the market in about twenty days, and then we will be able to see the results.
"Oh, Uncle Jiang." Jiang Wanyue spoke casually, "The position of office director is very important. In the future, we will have to rely on this department to receive foreign customers. I don't think the current office director has the ability to do this. I made this suggestion not because Jiang Rongjun and I are at odds, but out of consideration for the textile factory. Jiang Rongjun is your biological daughter, Uncle Jiang. This identity makes it difficult for her to work hard and steadily. If foreigners see this work attitude, I'm afraid all the orders we have will fly away, and it will also affect our country's international image. Uncle Jiang, please consider it carefully."
She said this and turned to leave the textile factory.
Jiang Qizhen had to take it seriously.
Because his biological daughter had been missing for eighteen years, out of guilt and wanting to make amends, he disregarded the procedures and rules and let Rongjun serve as the office director of the factory.
In fact, he more or less knew that Rongjun was often late and left early, and that his work tasks were always thrown to his subordinates... He felt sorry for his daughter, so he turned a blind eye.
But it is indeed as Wanyue said, if foreigners saw this situation, they would definitely think that the entire textile factory is like this.
Once this happens, the textile factory will lose its reputation among foreigners.
Thinking of this, Jiang Qizheng said coldly: "Call your office director here immediately. I have something to talk to her about."
The subordinate came back after going out and reported: "Director, Director Jiang...she is not in the factory. She is out on business."
Jiang Qi is extremely righteous.
This is not work at all, it's obvious that he is skipping work to go out and have fun!
Wanyue is getting better and better, why is Rongjun becoming less and less reasonable?
When Jiang Qizheng returned home at night, he ran into Jiang Rongjun and said with a cold face, "Starting tomorrow, you don't have to go to work at the factory. I've found a new office director."
Jiang Rongjun thought she had heard it wrong: "Dad, are you kidding?"
"I'm not kidding!" Jiang Qizhen said coldly, "You are often not in the factory during working hours. In this case, there is no need for you to go to work anymore. I thought about it and decided to send you to night school..."
"Dad!" Jiang Rongjun screamed, "Jiang Wanyue came to find you, right? She said that I should not be the office director, so dad will not let me do it. Why should I listen to her? Who does she think she is? I am dad's biological daughter. Why should an adopted daughter decide where I go!"
When Jiang Wanyue said those words, she just thought Jiang Wanyue was daydreaming!
However, Dad actually listened to Jiang Wanyue's words, and her office director was really gone!
Why is this happening?
Why!!
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