As soon as the six people arrived at the exit, they saw Cao Xingwang, the director of Qin City Garment Factory, holding up a sign with four big words "Welcome Triumph" written on it.

"Director Cao, you're exaggerating. You even used the word 'triumphal'. We're not going to war."

"You just returned from a great victory!"

These days he has been at the factory keeping an eye on their situation in Hai City.

Although he was unable to contact the six of them, he would call the Ministry of Commerce at six o'clock every afternoon to inquire about the situation.

When Cao Xingwang learned on the first day that they had signed an order worth nearly three million US dollars, his hand was shaking as he held the phone.

The comrade on the other end had already hung up the phone, but he was still sitting there holding the receiver, without reacting.

For the next few days, he was in the same state of shock every day.

However, on the fifth day, I called but received no reply.

He thought he had failed that day, but the next morning, he received a call from the Ministry of Commerce in his office.

Before he could even say hello, he heard the comrade on the other end of the phone excitedly saying that they had signed an order worth 18 million US dollars yesterday.

This number made Cao Xingwang feel unbelievable. He confirmed it several times, and the other party always answered with the same number. He then realized that he was not mistaken. It was 18 million US dollars.

Early in the morning of the second day after the trade fair, before he even entered the office, he heard the phone ringing.

Sitting in the office for the whole morning, he was constantly answering calls. Almost all the factory directors in Qin City called him. Even the mayor took the time to call him and told him about their achievements this time.

He is so proud!

He didn't expect that he would be able to see such a grand occasion in their garment factory before his retirement.

Fortunately, I listened to Zhao Da's advice and chose to cooperate with Song Fuyu.

"Director Song, I have already prepared a table of delicious food in the cafeteria. You have to show up tonight."

If Song Fuyu was not a lesbian, Cao Xingwang would probably have excitedly stepped forward to hold her hand and thank her for her efforts.

"Director Cao, I will respectfully obey your orders."

The other party was so enthusiastic that she couldn't refuse him. Anyway, there was a car to take her back to the village in the evening, so it was not a bad idea to leave after dinner.

They took the bus all the way back to the garment factory. Although no one had gotten off the bus yet, the employees in the factory kept waving and greeting them just by looking at their bus.

"This is the first time in my life that I have been treated like this. I feel like I am a national leader."

Li Ming's words resonated with them. Even Zhao Da had never experienced such treatment before.

"Everyone knows about your achievements this time. If it weren't for the fact that you took the train for two days and they had some time to calm down beforehand, they might have been even more excited."

"Everyone will be busy after that."

"It's better to be busy, I'm afraid I won't be busy."

Song Fuyu agreed with this statement very much.

Because after the state-owned enterprises are restructured, especially after the reform and opening up, some private enterprises will begin to emerge. At this time, some inefficient state-owned factories that have been losing money for years will face huge challenges.

If such a factory cannot make a profit, it will have to face acquisition, merger, or downsizing...

After getting off the car, Li Ming, An Bangguo and the other two went to brag to other colleagues, while Song Fuyu and the Zhao Da couple followed Cao Xingwang to his office.

In addition to them, some other leaders of the garment factory also came in.

"Please take a seat, please take a seat."

"Director Song, would you like some tea?"

"......"

"Director Cao, how about you be a little more normal?"

She felt that Cao Xingwang wanted to worship her. On the way to the office, he kept reminding her not to bump into anything, and he almost arranged for someone to support her as she walked.

"Okay, okay, I'm just happy, haha."

"I haven't slept well these past few nights. I was so excited."

Cao Xingwang also wanted to be more normal, but it was really difficult to remain calm in the face of such an ecstatic thing.

Their garment factory used to make a profit of 200,000 to 300,000 yuan a year after deducting various costs, which he considered very good.

As a result, the amount was calculated in tens of millions, or US dollars. Even the mayor was extremely excited, not to mention him, a small factory director.

"Director Cao, your factory should come up with a production plan as soon as possible in the next few days."

"It's not just your garment factory. You need to contact the textile factories and clothing accessories factories that you previously cooperated with as soon as possible and ask them to list their articles of association as well."

"We did sign a lot of orders this time, but they all have delivery deadlines. If we don't deliver the goods by the deadline, we will have to pay compensation."

"Don't worry, I have contacted other factories these days and have arranged with them to come to our factory for a meeting next Monday."

"Our factory doesn't have such a large production capacity, so we may have to contract some out to garment factories in neighboring cities."

"As for how you specifically produce, I don't have any big opinions on that. Anyway, the contract is very clear."

"All I ask for is quality and quantity, and on-time delivery."

When Song Fuyu changed the topic to business, Cao Xingwang quickly calmed down.

"You can be completely assured of the quality. Everything produced in our factory will go through layers of inspection. Fang Mei knows this very well. She is the production director."

"There is one more thing I must remind you of. We may sign more orders at the trade fair in Guangzhou this summer. We can't just focus on the present, we also have to include future situations in our plans to prevent ourselves from being overwhelmed by the situation."

More than a dozen people discussed in the office until after six o'clock in the afternoon. If Cao Xingwang's assistant hadn't called them to have lunch, they might have talked for even longer.

"That's enough for today. We'll go to the cafeteria to eat and welcome you."

"Director Song, have you been staying in Qin City all this time?"

"No, I'm going back to the village for two days and will come to attend the meeting with you on Monday."

"You don't have to take the car yourself on Monday morning. I'll ask the driver to pick you up in your village at seven o'clock."

"Thank you, Director Cao."

It would be great if there was a car to pick you up.

We had a lively dinner at the garment factory. I have to praise the chef of the garment factory. His cooking skills are really good. Song Fuyu was very satisfied with the meal.

"Aunt Fang, the chef in your factory is very good, why do you still go home for lunch every day?"

"People living in the family compound either go home to eat or bring lunch here at noon."

"All in all, it's more cost-effective to eat at home."

After dinner, Director Cao arranged for a driver to take her back to the village.

Along the way, the driver was also extremely excited and kept asking Song Fuyu various questions.

Thinking about the fact that she had troubled the driver quite a lot during the following period, she did not show any impatience and responded to him seriously.

"Director Song, take a good rest these two days. I will pick you up at your doorstep on Monday morning at 7 o'clock."

"Thank you. You've worked hard."