"Director Cao, she is Song Fuyu, the director of the Feifan Garment Factory I told you about."
The other two were a little surprised by Song Fuyu's appearance.
I knew the factory director was a female comrade, but I didn't expect her to be so young. Judging from her appearance, she might not even be 20 years old.
"Hello, three factory managers. I am Song Fuyu."
"Hello, I didn't expect Director Song to be so young. You are really young and promising."
"Please take a seat."
Although Cao Xingwang was surprised, he had been the factory director for so many years and had seen many things, big and small, so he immediately asked Song Fuyu to sit down.
"Thank you~"
"Director Song, I heard from Deputy Director Zhao that you want to cooperate with our Qin City Garment Factory?"
"Yes, that's right."
"But as far as we know, your factory has only been in operation for a short time, so you probably don't have much to offer."
"Deputy Director Ye, you are wrong."
"I believe that even if our garment factory produces a limited number of styles of clothing each year, there are at least ten styles for men and women combined. Adding the winter and summer clothing from previous years, there should be thirty or forty styles. Am I right?"
"That's right."
"But there are so many styles. Even if we only bring ten pieces of each style to the trade show, it will weigh several hundred kilograms."
"These hundreds of kilograms of stuff, taken together, seem to have not played any role so far, otherwise we wouldn't have been unable to get any orders."
"So I think it's not about how much you bring out, but what's useful. If you bring out more useless things, it's just a waste of manpower and resources."
"Of course, I'm not saying that the clothes our factory produces are bad. If they were not, the factory wouldn't be able to make a profit every year."
"It's just that the clothes we produced before have always taken into account the preferences of Chinese people, rather than the preferences of foreigners."
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