Chapter 140: He wants all the extras.
When the dyes ran into trouble, everyone at Feiyan Textile Factory felt like the sky had fallen, with Assistant He and Yang Zhixia being the most affected.
With red eyes, Yang Zhixia checked all the dyes, and finally, her eyes were blurred with tears, and her heart was ashen.
She wiped away her tears and looked at Qin Xiangxiang, only to find that the young female factory director showed no sign of panic and remained calm and composed. Unconsciously, her heart also calmed down.
Yang Zhixia sniffed and secretly called her uncle, Guo Youcai. "Uncle, there's a problem with this batch of dyes at our factory. Can you help us figure out a solution?"
Guo Youcai's lips curled up in a wide smile, but he comforted her, saying, "Xiaxia, your uncle will try his best to find a way! But it's already this time of year, the end of the year, and the dye can't be rushed."
After hanging up the phone, Guo Youcai finally couldn't contain his smile. "This Factory Director Qin, you're still too young and inexperienced. You've fallen into a big mud pit. You took too big a step! You've hurt yourself!"
Many people knew that Feiyan Textile Factory had a problem with its dyes. Factory Director Liao made a special call to inquire, "Factory Director Qin, I still have some dyes in my factory. I'll have someone deliver them to you. However, the batches are different, so the colors will definitely vary a bit."
"There aren't many, but you can use them to get through this difficult time."
Besides Director Liao, Mingzhou Printing and Dyeing Factory also called Qin Xiangxiang and said, "Send over the defective dyes with problems from your factory, and we'll send you a batch of good ones, but not many...sigh."
It turns out that the dyeing and printing factory also had problems. Some of the dyes they received were defective, just like Feiyan Textile Factory, some were good and some had incorrect colors.
"Why don't you just give all the defective dyes to our factory? This batch is definitely problematic. Director Qin, your factory must complete all the export orders. We can't let our country lose face in front of foreigners!"
"We'll tighten our belts and finish this order!"
The dyeing factory manager was a passionate man, but something was definitely wrong with the normal colors they sent over. Qin Xiangxiang smiled wryly, "We don't need those colors, thank you."
Qin Xiangxiang hung up the phone, and Assistant He walked into the office and said to her, "Factory Manager, many commune dye houses have come to deliver dyes to our factory gate, but they are all... in all sorts of colors."
Assistant He was deeply moved, but also at a loss for words. "Everyone hopes that we can do well on foreign trade orders and try not to lose face in front of foreigners!"
"Factory manager, we need to try harder and think of a solution. We can't let everyone down!"
Qin Xiangxiang said, "Let's not think about it anymore, Assistant He. Now that we have so much dye, if we can't complete the foreign trade orders, let's try our best to get all the people on the island wearing new T-shirts!"
"Let's brainstorm and come up with more designs."
Assistant He sighed: "Are we really going to give up? We can still try! Nobody wants to be humiliated by foreigners!"
"We must have backbone, factory manager!"
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When Qin Xiangxiang got home, she complained to Li Jianzhi, "In this situation, only a drama queen like me, no, only a lazy bum like me, can resist being pumped up with adrenaline!"
"Actually, I think it's really wrong. Why should export models have to be exceptionally good, while domestic models have to be inferior? Export models are subject to being picked and chosen, which is really infuriating."
Qin Xiangxiang: "I will never be brainwashed."
"I will only work for the benefit of myself and my own people!"
"I remember when the textile factory was first built, a little girl tugged at my clothes and asked me if she could wear new clothes after the textile factory was built?"
“People outside wear T-shirts and jeans and suits. People here rarely even wear T-shirts. I heard that on the Loess Plateau, many families only share one pair of pants. Whoever goes out wears pants.”
"Regardless of saving face or upholding principles, I think even if we can't complete the export targets, the remaining T-shirts can still be worn by people in our own country, which is also a good thing!"
"Many people have never worn a T-shirt. Many poor families can't even afford to buy undyed white cloth, let alone T-shirts. They don't even have printed fabric."
"Although this batch of dyes is defective, it's just right. I'll take advantage of their situation and print as much color as I can for them."
"The dyeing factory sent over some dyes, and I'm going to print rainbows on the clothes! Kids haven't worn rainbow T-shirts before, have they?"
Li Jianzhi nodded: "Our Xiangxiang has a very chivalrous heart."
Qin Xiangxiang said confidently, "I'm going to deliver the goods next month. As the factory manager, I'll go in person and dye the remaining T-shirts in front of the foreigners. Let them take them or not, it's up to them!"
"Since that's the case, let's encourage everyone to DIY together." Li Jianzhi's idea was similar to Qin Xiangxiang's. There was a shortage of food and clothing in China, so as long as the T-shirts were made, there would be no worry about selling them. If they couldn't be sold abroad, they could be sold domestically.
If we can't generate foreign exchange, then we can at least provide new clothes for the people. Either way, it's a good thing.
Qin Xiangxiang: "What does DIY mean?"
Li Jianzhi: "Now that there are so many colored dyes, let's hand-paint T-shirts ourselves and dye them ourselves. Honey, I'll paint a T-shirt for you."
Qin Xiangxiang: "Huh?!"
"Go give it a try! It's a great opportunity to bring your kids to do crafts. It's very meaningful to dye your own T-shirts!"
Qin Xiangxiang was dumbfounded: "Li Jianzhi... I think I'm being pretentious enough, but you always manage to amaze me. Everyone else is rushing to place foreign trade orders, but you're thinking about taking the kids to do crafts."
Li Jianzhi: "Since things have come to this, let's have some fun."
Qin Xiangxiang patted his chest, thinking to herself, "You truly deserve to be my perfect husband, you're even more perfect!"
"That's true. Even if the sky falls, let's have a meal first."
On Sunday, Qin Xiangxiang brought Li Jianzhi and several other children to the factory, including Xiaopang, Huang Shuyun who came to play on the island, and little sister Suisui.
Qin Xiangxiang agreed with Li Jianzhi's idea, feeling that this was indeed a good opportunity for the children to do crafts.
It's a rare and precious thing to dye a T-shirt for yourself by hand.
“Li Jianzhi, you and the children, each of you will receive a T-shirt. I made all of your white T-shirts by hand. Try them on first and see if they fit.”
Li Jianzhi: "Wife, how could the clothes you made not fit?"
Little Fatty: "I want to make a rainbow T-shirt!"
Qin Xiangxiang: "I thought you were going to draw an old lady fighting a cobra T-shirt."
Li Jianzhi: "I'll design a warship T-shirt."
Sui Sui: "Apple!"
Qin Xiangxiang said, "Then I'll just draw one... never mind, I'll just smudge some color."
Qin Xiangxiang took the coloring board and started coloring the rectangular frame in the center. She applied various dyes to the clothes, and after she finished coloring, she found that it looked quite nice.
"Look at this, doesn't it look like sunset clouds?"
"Wow!"
"Mom, Xiaolou drew a giant panda!"
Qin Xiangxiang walked over and found a group of workers surrounding two children, Huang Shuyun and Xiaopang. Huang Shuyun was using substandard black dye to paint. He painted four unevenly colored pandas on his clothes. Surprisingly, the substandard dye pandas looked very good.
Qin Xiangxiang: "???!!!"
"Factory manager, we can print giant pandas!"
"This child's drawing of the panda is so beautiful!"
"Xiaoyu and the others mixed a beautiful rainbow color using substandard dye!"
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Yang Zhixia exclaimed, "It's incredible! This T-shirt is like a canvas; it looks beautiful no matter how many colors and patterns you paint on it."
"These substandard dyes mixed together look so beautiful! It's like a sunset!"
"This looks like the starry sky!"
"Factory manager, this substandard dye is producing surprisingly good results when used to print pandas!"
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Through brainstorming, Feiyan Textile Factory also developed panda T-shirts, starry sky T-shirts, rainbow T-shirts, mixed color T-shirts, and tie-dye T-shirts.
Among them, the "panda T-shirt" and the "mixed color T-shirt" are popular among the general public.
The reason for liking panda T-shirts is naturally because of "giant pandas," while mixed-color T-shirts are popular because of their rich and varied colors.
The director of the island's supply and marketing cooperative came over, took a look, and couldn't help but say to Qin Xiangxiang, "Director Qin, why don't we stop exporting these T-shirts and just produce and sell them ourselves on the island?"
"This kind of good stuff will definitely sell well if it's kept at the supply and marketing cooperative!"
"Chinese New Year is just around the corner! How about we give these T-shirts as New Year's gifts to everyone?"
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A member of the nearby commune glanced at the T-shirt and said to Qin Xiangxiang:
"Director Qin, let's not sell these T-shirts to foreigners!"
"I'll grit my teeth and buy two!"
"I want to buy it too!"
Even Assistant He and Yang Zhixia, who were originally determined to pursue foreign trade, couldn't help but waver at this moment, because these T-shirts were really good-looking! They never expected that substandard dyes could produce so many beautiful patterns.
On the day of the trial order delivery, Qin Xiangxiang brought Yang Zhixia and 100,000 T-shirts to Guangzhou. The head of the foreign trade group of the Canton Fair came to the port to receive them, help unload the goods, and complete the transaction between the two parties under the supervision of the Canton Fair.
Of these 100,000 T-shirts, only 50,000 are Xianyu T-shirts, while the other 50,000 are a mix of panda T-shirts, mixed-color T-shirts, and so on... T-shirts with various different prints.
Qin Xiangxiang decided to sell as many as she could, and gave up entirely.
Their first recipient was Knauf from Hans. His 5,000 salted fish T-shirts were fine. Qin Xiangxiang asked the translator to tell Knauf, "The printing dye has increased, and other printed T-shirts have appeared. Ask him if he wants them."
Knauf followed the group leader from the Canton Fair to the warehouse and saw the other printed T-shirts. He exclaimed in amazement, "My God!"
"Are you deliberately hiding your best products from the Canton Fair?"
"This, and this... I'd like to order an additional 100,000 pieces!"
Qin Xiangxiang and Yang Zhixia couldn't understand his gibberish, since he wasn't speaking English, until the translator told them, "This Mr. Knauf said he wants to order an additional 100,000 pieces."
"He said any of these prints would be fine, he wanted them all."
"He said he would add a markup based on the complexity of the printing. Our textile foreign trade team leader will negotiate the price with him in detail now, so don't worry."
Qin Xiangxiang: "????!!!"
"Mr. Knauv said he wants to add more orders!"
"Mr. Julius from the United States said he wants to place an additional order!"
"Mr. Landsberg said he liked it so much he wanted to place an additional order!"
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"Director Qin..."
Qin Xiangxiang: "All trial orders from overseas buyers have been submitted."
"The Shanghai Municipal Commerce Department wants to contact you, hoping that your Feiyan Textile Factory's printed T-shirts can be sold in Shanghai."
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