Qin Haoran obviously did not expect the arrival of the two. When the three of them stepped into the office, he couldn't help but open his mouth slightly.
However, he reacted quickly and immediately returned to normal, pretending not to know the two people and greeting the factory director.
After shaking hands with him, the factory director pointed to Cheng Maixiang and Lin Jiayu and introduced them, "Mr. Qin, these two are the partners we just signed with Guangshi Garment Factory. This is Cheng Maixiang, the head of the garment workshop in Shuangshui Village, Linwen County, and this is her partner, Lin Jiayu."
Qin Haoran greeted the two of them in a pretentious manner. Cheng Maixiang just smiled faintly, while Lin Jiayu had no reaction at all.
Director Lian noticed that the atmosphere between the three people was a little off, but he was not very familiar with any of them, so he did not ask too many questions. He was just a little worried that the cooperation between the two parties would be ruined.
As soon as they sat down, Qin Haoran spoke first, "Director Lian, half a month ago, I received a call from my father. He told me to come to Guangzhou to discuss cooperation with Director Lian. According to my father, Director Lian wants to let the Qin Group sell the clothes produced by your factory to Hong Kong and overseas.
With all due respect, I'm afraid the current fashion trends in your area don't align with Hong Kong's customs, nor with international fashion. I doubt sales will be very smooth."
Only then did Cheng Maixiang realize that after receiving the ten sets of overalls she sent, Director Lian not only asked Zhou Minqi to convey his desire to cooperate to the two of them, but also used his connections to find Qin Haoran's father who was far away in Hong Kong City and expressed his desire to export the clothing. The two parties have reached a preliminary intention of cooperation.
Yesterday, as soon as the two arrived in Guangzhou, he couldn't wait to meet them. He also wanted to finalize the cooperation as soon as possible so that he would have more confidence to discuss agency sales with the people from Qin Group.
When he said goodbye to the two of them yesterday, he repeatedly told her to come to the factory on time to sign the contract. I'm afraid he also wanted to take her to meet Qin Haoran.
But unexpectedly, before the factory director even brought up the topic of cooperation, Qin Haoran actually rejected the cooperation in advance.
Although Guangzhou at that time was indeed far behind Hong Kong, whether in terms of clothing styles or fashion trends, business requires harmony to make money, and even if the deal fails, the friendship remains.
In any case, deliberately offending the other party's face is a taboo. A truly mature and stable businessman would never do such a childish thing.
Originally, Cheng Maixiang was not very happy about this cooperation. If it were not for Lin Jiayu's insistence, she would not bother to meet Qin Haoran. In addition, the kindness of the factory director made her unable to refuse. This time, she reluctantly came to see him, but she did not expect to be humiliated by him like this.
She admitted that the inland at that time was indeed not as good as Hong Kong City, but no matter how poor and miserable her country was, it was still her hometown. Moreover, Qin Haoran was also from Guangzhou, so what qualifications did he have to look down on his roots?
Seeing Director Lian's face flushed red, Cheng Maixiang couldn't help but sneer and said, "Mr. Qin, in my opinion, Gangcheng is nothing special. It just developed more than ten years earlier and seized the opportunity.
Besides, Hong Kong is only worthy of being impressive in front of the mainland. I am afraid it is not even impressive enough in the international arena.
If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Qin's suit isn't from Hong Kong, it's a Western import. It's just following in the footsteps of the West. Why should he look down on his origins?"
Cheng Maixiang's words almost completely tore the relationship between the two parties apart. Qin Haoran could no longer sit still. He couldn't help but stand up and point at Cheng Maixiang, so angry that he couldn't speak.
Cheng Maixiang snorted, "Mr. Qin, you don't have to be so excited. The clothes in the mainland may not be inferior to those in Hong Kong. I don't think many people in Hong Kong have worn this set of overalls I'm wearing.
People, never be arrogant or complacent. Have you forgotten, our ancestors also said, "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west. The first step forward is nothing. The one who laughs last is the winner."
Maybe you don’t understand what I mean at this moment, but when you live to be forty years old, you will admire me as a prophet.
Cheng Maixiang no longer wanted to say another word to Qin Haoran. She said to Director Lian apologetically, "I'm sorry, Director Lian, I'm afraid I'll let you down. We have other things to do, so we won't stay here with Mr. Qin any longer. Goodbye."
Cheng Maixiang was about to stand up and leave when the factory director also stood up. "Comrade Cheng, wait a minute. I want to talk to Mr. Qin. Let's go together."
Cheng Maixiang and Lin Jiayu looked at each other quickly. It turned out that even the factory director was angered by Qin Haoran's arrogance and simply canceled the cooperation.
As expected, Director Lian said to Qin Haoran with a sullen face, "Mr. Qin, I'm so sorry to have made you come here for nothing. Perhaps you have a point. This cooperation isn't very suitable. I'll go back and think about it carefully. Please sit here for a while. I'll send my secretary to see you out."
After that, the three of them walked out of the conference room together. Cheng Maixiang closed the door and said, "Director Lian, you are so generous. Mr. Qin slapped us in the face, but you didn't lose your courtesy. It seems that a person's quality and cultivation really have nothing to do with wealth."
Both the factory director and Lin Jiayu knew that Cheng Maixiang said this on purpose for Qin Haoran, who was still waiting in the meeting room. Lin Jiayu lowered her head and smiled, while the factory director smiled and shook his head, gently patting her shoulder.
That's right, I'm saying this to you, Qin Haoran. I want you to know that being a gentleman doesn't mean you dress nicely. It's a lack of education to feel superior to others just because you have a few bucks. When you live to be forty years old, you'll understand how sad and ridiculous today's arrogance is.
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