Cheng Maixiang didn't expect that Manager Wu was here for this matter. Originally, when she saw Manager Wu with the short hair common among female leaders of this era, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses on her nose, with a serious face, she thought that she was like most cadres of this era, extremely conservative and unwilling to accept new things. She didn't expect that she had such thoughts.
Cheng Maixiang calculated in her mind for a while and then came up with an idea.
"Manager Wu, your idea is indeed very good and will be of great help to the garment factory. On behalf of the villagers of Shuangshui Village, I would like to express my gratitude to you."
Cheng Maixiang first said a lot of words of gratitude, and when she saw Manager Wu’s happy smile, she said the most important words.
"However, there's one condition I've proposed that our garment workshop may not be able to agree to. We don't intend to ask customers for cloth coupons when we sell our ready-made clothes, so we can't provide the supply and marketing cooperative's cloth coupons."
Manager Wu looked at Cheng Maixiang in shock, "You don't plan to ask for the cloth coupons?"
Cheng Maixiang certainly understood her surprise. After all, in this era, bills could almost be regarded as currency.
To buy food, you need food coupons; to buy meat, you need meat coupons; to buy cloth and clothes, you need cloth coupons; to buy kerosene, you need gas money; to buy a bicycle, you need industrial coupons...
Cheng Maixiang came from the future, so he naturally understood that the existence of these bills was only due to the underdeveloped production materials. With the rapid development of productivity, these bills will gradually disappear from the stage of history.
By that time, these bills would be nothing more than waste paper to everyone except collectors.
Moreover, Cheng Maixiang has also calculated that currently an adult can only be allocated 15 meters of cloth coupons a year, which is only enough for one set of clothes. Many people are unwilling to buy ready-made clothes, not because they have no money, but because they are reluctant to spend the hard-earned cloth coupons.
If Shuangshui Village also follows the practices of state-owned enterprises and requires a cloth coupon for every piece of clothing, the clothes will still be unsalable, and many people will choose to save the cloth coupons instead of buying some fashionable women's clothing that is not a necessity.
"Yes, Manager Wu, we really don't plan to ask for cloth coupons."
"You don't want cloth coupons, so how will you buy cloth to make clothes?"
This is also a headache for Cheng Maixiang. If the order volume increases in the future, the demand for cloth will naturally increase. She does not have so many cloth coupons on hand. Does she have to buy high-priced cloth every day, or spend a high price to buy cloth coupons from the black market?
"We will find a way to solve this problem." Cheng Maixiang did not give a clear answer, but replied vaguely.
Without cloth coupons, you can only buy expensive cloth, which is not a long-term solution.
Manager Wu frowned, obviously concerned about her actions.
Cheng Maixiang didn't want to miss such a good opportunity and was about to persuade him again when Lin Jiayu, who had been silent beside her, suddenly spoke up, "Of course, doing this will affect the interests of the supply and marketing cooperative. Manager Wu is so sincere, Shuangshui Village can't do anything that will harm the supply and marketing cooperative. So, Manager Wu can add a portion to the 15% rate for each piece of clothing."
Manager Wu lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then nodded immediately, "Alright, then I'll add another ten percentage points to each piece of clothing."
Twenty-five percent?
This would almost eat up a lot of the profit of a piece of clothing, and Cheng Maixiang suddenly felt a little painful.
Cheng Maixiang was about to bargain, but Lin Jiayu smiled and said, "I see that Manager Wu is quite familiar with Shuangshui Village. Has anyone in your family ever lived there?"
Manager Wu knew that he was trying to get close to him and didn't want to answer, but Lin Jiayu's dark eyes curved on his fair face, and that gentle smile seemed to pierce people's hearts.
"My niece once worked there, but she found a job in the city and returned two years ago."
Niece? That should be the female educated youth named Wu.
Cheng Maixiang quickly filtered the original owner's memory, and suddenly her eyes lit up, "It turns out that Manager Wu is Sister Wu Caiyu's aunt."
Manager Wu did not respond to Cheng Maixiang's familiarity. After all, his niece had been in the village for three years, and it was not uncommon for the villagers to call her by name.
"No wonder I thought Manager Wu looked kind. Manager Wu, you don't know that Sister Caiyu is the hardest-working among the people. Once, she was rushing to harvest rice on a hot day and got a heat stroke but refused to rest. Later, she fainted. It was my mother who bought her medicine."
This was apparently a compliment to Wu Caiyu, but secretly meant to establish a relationship. Sure enough, Manager Wu looked up in surprise and asked, "Are you the sister of the captain of Shuangshui Village?"
"Yes, Manager Wu, it really is fate."
"Manager Wu, your niece also fought in Shuangshui Village and shed blood and sweat for the village. She must also hope that Shuangshui Village will become better and better. The village has finally started some side businesses. Can you give us a little discount on each piece of clothing?"
Originally, Manager Wu could have refused directly, but Cheng Maixiang told her about Wu Caiyu, which made it difficult for her to do so.
Taking care of Wu Caiyu is a trivial matter. The most important thing is that when Wu Caiyu returned to the city, Cheng Maiqing wrote a good comment on her application report. However, she is Wu Caiyu's aunt, so she naturally knows that her niece is very spoiled and will not perform well in the countryside.
"That's fine. After all, we're semi-acquaintances. For Caiyu's sake, I'll give you a discount. Young man, how much should our supply and marketing cooperative take, according to you?"
Cheng Maixiang was almost beginning to admire Manager Wu. Although he looked stiff and serious, he was actually very shrewd. If Lin Jiayu hadn't brought up the topic and used his connections to win her over, she might not have agreed to make concessions at all. But even so, she still deliberately played a trick and kicked the ball back to him.
Lin Jiayu was not fooled and smiled lightly: "Manager Wu, why are you making fun of me? I'm still so young, how could I understand the operation of the supply and marketing cooperative? You have the guts to ask me to speak, but I don't even have the courage to reply you."
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