Dacron fabric is more expensive than other fabrics, and those willing to pay for it are mostly fashion-conscious young people. Why would they choose that inconspicuous gray-blue?
As for those who like gray-blue, or those who can't break out of that circle, they still prefer to buy cotton or cheaper linen.
"Director Xiao, I suggest you restart the Dacron production line and work on the colors, such as orange, red, and light green, to make people's eyes light up and better capture the market."
Before Xiao Heping could speak, the man next to him said, "The old factory director said that bright colors don't suit us."
Gu An'an could understand this statement, given the historical context. However, if they went to big cities, they would know that the situation had become significantly more relaxed in the past two years, with many girls in big cities buying beautiful fabrics to make dresses.
Even if we take a step back and assume they're about to participate in an exhibition, just like food factories, they'll be facing people from all over the world. Unlike foreign countries, they're not conservative. If they bring some outdated and unrefined items to the exhibition, they're guaranteed to go home empty-handed.
"This comrade is right. Most people in our country prefer understated colors like gray-blue, but fabrics in this color are already saturated. Our location is remote, and we're using equipment that others have discarded, so we're not competitive at all."
"Moreover, as far as I know, there are plenty of brightly colored fabrics on the market now, and they sell very well. So why can others produce and sell them, but we are not willing to give it a try?"
"Also, I heard that our factory will be participating in this year's trade fair. Those foreigners have different tastes from us."
Gu An'an's few words were enough to win over Xiao Heping.
Foreigners are flamboyant; if you want to make money from them, your products must suit their tastes.
"Comrade Xiao Gu, I understand what you're saying. I will get the Dacron production line back up as soon as possible. However, we can't abandon the other production lines either. What do you think we should do to improve those lines?"
Xiao Heping took out paper and pen and carefully wrote down what Gu An'an said.
"I think we should focus on the patterns and designs of the fabrics. If our prints are better than other brands', we will be more competitive with the same fabric."
Xiao Heping nodded repeatedly.
"As for what colors and patterns to use, I actually have some ideas. How about I draw them and show them to Director Xiao?"
Xiao Heping readily agreed and quickly handed over the paper and pen.
The next moment, the group saw Gu An'an quickly draw several patterns on the white paper. They could be roughly divided into two categories: one with floral patterns, but more understated and reserved, with small and fresh flowers that were more suitable for Chinese people.
Another type is more unrestrained, some are similar to the Bohemian style, and some are abstract. But no matter which one, the feeling after Gu An'an applied the paint is refreshing.
"Director Xiao, what do you think of these colors and patterns?"
“If we could make fabric like this, my wife would definitely buy it.”
The first to speak was the man carrying a bolt of fabric. His wife was beautiful and loved to dress up. If she knew that such fabric existed, she would buy it even if it meant going without food or drink.
Xiao Heping burst into laughter upon hearing this, "I heard that Xiao Li's wife has high standards. Would she really like this kind of patterned fabric?"
Li Shengli nodded, "I'm afraid my salary won't be enough to buy the fabric by then."
Gu An'an didn't feel proud or anything. These patterns were popular in her time, let alone now. "Director Xiao can find a few trustworthy and discerning older sisters or aunts to take a look. Their taste is quite representative."
Xiao Heping kept every word Gu An'an said in mind. "Comrade Gu, I really should thank Lao Zhang. He really sent me a benefactor."
This is a very high compliment.
"I heard from Lao Zhang that he gave you two hundred yuan for your prescription. I'll give you the same price. If it sells well, I'll see if I can give you a little more. Is that okay?"
It's a fool not to make money when you can. Gu An'an also put in the work, so she deserves the money.
"If Director Xiao is willing to give it, then there is certainly no reason for me to refuse it."
When Gu An'an smiles, her round eyes curve into crescent shapes, making her look extremely beautiful.
"Okay, Xiao Li, go to the finance department and get two hundred."
At this moment, Li Guang was so envious he almost separated from his own body. In less than two hours, he not only earned two hundred yuan, but there might be further profits. He had been working in the factory since he was seventeen and only earned forty yuan a month. Two hundred yuan was enough for him to work for five months.
What can we do? I've been working in the factory for over ten years and haven't seen any problems, but someone else came in for a quick tour and offered a lot of feasible suggestions. They really deserve to make that money.
"Okay, I'll go right away."
A short while later, Li Guang arrived with two hundred yuan.
Gu An'an put the money directly into her pocket without showing any particular emotion despite it being a large sum. "Workshop management is similar between textile factories and food factories. If we want to improve, we must also focus on discipline and work atmosphere. A reward and punishment system is very necessary."
As Gu An'an left the textile factory, she gave Xiao Yuheng a smug smile and said, "Comrade Xiao, I made some money today. How about I treat you to a meal at the state-run restaurant?"
Xiao Yuheng felt that he was quite good at making money, so it was clear that Gu An'an's daily income of 400 yuan made her feel somewhat pressured.
It seems he needs to work harder to earn money. He can't expect An'an to be both beautiful and a breadwinner, can he?
Although he didn't mind being An An's gigolo, he was afraid that she would think he was useless and abandon him.
"Okay, An'an made so much money today, I should order a couple more meat dishes."
The two arrived at the state-run restaurant amidst laughter and chatter. It wasn't lunchtime yet, so Gu An'an ordered several of the chef's signature dishes and ate with great relish.
After finishing their meal, it was still early, so the two decided to take a stroll before heading to the guesthouse.
Just around the corner, a dark figure rushed towards Gu An'an. At the same time, several voices came from inside the alley, "Don't run! Stop!"
Gu An'an was wondering whether she should meddle in other people's business when the dark figure pulled out a gleaming silver dagger from his pocket.
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