"Knock, knock, knock."
A middle-aged man's deep voice sounded, "Come in."
The security guard explained the situation to the factory manager, "The factory manager said he was here to place an order."
The factory director was a little skeptical when he saw An Jingzhi's youthful face. After letting the security guard go down, he looked at An Jingzhi carefully.
“How big is your order?”
"I'm here to buy cloth. I heard the factory has a lot of work cloth piled up, and I want to buy some."
"How much?"
One day, he came to buy cloth instead of placing an order. The factory manager was a little disappointed, but he still took An Jingzhi out.
Now the factory has no warehouse and there is a lot of cloth piled up. Although the cloth can be distributed to the workers as wages, it is not enough to eat or drink, and it is difficult to sell it at a good price.
Now he doesn't refuse anyone who comes to buy. As long as it can bring some income to the factory and ease the workers' living conditions, and as long as it does not violate organizational regulations, he is willing to sell anything.
An Jingzhi knew there was a chance one day, and he was delighted and told the factory manager what he wanted. The factory manager was surprised to hear that he wanted that kind of stiff work cloth, but as long as he paid, he didn't care what he wanted.
Denim is the fabric of jeans.
The reason I bought it back was simply to give the villagers a chance to make money.
The factory manager immediately pulled out a batch of goods from the warehouse. After paying the full amount, An Jingzhi went outside to pull out an oxcart. He then placed all the cloth on the oxcart and left.
The security guard next to Director Yuan said, "Yuan, isn't this guy here to place an order?"
Director Yuan, a man in his forties, didn't get angry when the old man kept calling him "Yuan Wazi". He shook his head and said, "No, I bought a lot of cloth to stockpile. It's not enough to pay the wages. But we can buy it all as food later and give some to our workers first."
The security guard sighed and said, "That's fine." It's better than nothing.
Pulled all the way to the village entrance.
An Jingzhi asked the old man who drove the cart to help him watch over it, and then he went to the village to ask people to come and move it. People these days were still relatively simple. When An Jingzhi asked people to come, the old man who drove the cart was still waiting there.
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