"Alright, then I'll trouble you, brother!"
"Don't mention it, it's only right for me to help you, brother! Okay, I'll ask around for you first, and then I'll call you back in a bit."
Chen Zhihua hung up the phone after speaking.
"Wait for my older brother to call me back!"
Gu Nanxun put away his phone and looked at Lin Qing, who had a hopeful expression on her face, and said with a smile.
Lin Qing nodded upon hearing this.
After dinner, when Lin Qing finished cleaning up the dishes and went to take a shower, Gu Nanxun received a call from Chen Zhihua.
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"My older brother just called."
Lin Qing had just come out of the bathroom when she heard Gu Nanxun say something.
"Any news? What's going on?"
She looked at Gu Nanxun expectantly and said.
"They are indeed selling, and the reason is indeed that the textile factory is not doing well."
Gu Nanxun said with a smile.
"How could the business be bad? It's only been a little over a year since the reform and opening up! There's still a shortage of supplies, how could it be bad!"
Lin Qing asked, puzzled.
"According to my elder brother, in order to solve the employment pressure, Beijing built too many textile factories. Now the fabric is piling up in the warehouse and can't be sold. That's why the higher-ups decided to sell one of them. The textile factory on Xuelian Road is the least profitable, so they plan to sell it!"
After pausing, Gu Nanxun continued, "Actually, most of the cloth in Beijing used to be sold elsewhere, but after the reform and opening up, many private individuals started buying from the south. And the goods from the south are much better than those from Beijing, so the goods here naturally became unsaleable."
"Now I understand. The fabrics in Beijing are indeed not good. When I was choosing fabrics for clothes before, I also looked in textile factories in Beijing, and they were definitely not as good as those in the south."
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