Zhang Qiang walked out of Feng Jiaojiao's office.
He happened to meet Ray Lui who was walking towards this side, but Zhang Qiang didn't know him. Out of politeness, Zhang Qiang smiled and nodded, and the two of them greeted each other.
Knock knock.
"Come in."
Feng Jiaojiao didn't expect that the door would ring just as Zhang Qiang stepped forward.
"It's you." Seeing that it was Ray Lui, Feng Jiaojiao didn't even get up, but sat on the chair and drank tea.
"Who was that just now?"
The main reason is that Ray Lui has never seen this person before, so he is unfamiliar with him.
"He... well... he's an old friend of mine. We were both educated youth in the same batch, and he used to take good care of me."
"Oh, it was a coincidence this time. He wanted to come to Yongxing's factory director, but he didn't expect to meet me."
"His name is Zhang Qiang. When he was an educated youth, he was quite hardworking. Now that he's been admitted to university, he still wants to continue doing business. He thought of the clothing industry and wanted to see if he could buy goods from us and sell them."
Feng Jiaojiao took this opportunity to discuss this with Ray Lui.
Lu Liangwei sat on the sofa and thought for a long time, "I think... the clothes from our factory are not suitable for his retail."
"Moreover, it doesn't quite fit the positioning of the clothes you designed."
You should know that the clothes designed by Feng Jiaojiao are sold in high-end markets abroad, and are not cheap clothes.
Ray Lui was worried that this would affect the image of the garment factory.
This worry is not without reason.
Feng Jiaojiao also thought about it carefully, and it was true.
But as for Zhang Qiang...she still wanted to help him.
Zhang Qiang is a very ambitious person. She just happens to be short of people around her. If he is willing, they can cooperate. She will provide the money and he will provide the work.
"But... since this person isn't your friend, we can give him some slightly defective clothes and let him sell them."
Because every time Yongxing ships a large quantity of goods, a lot of defective products will be screened out.
There are also many defective products accumulated in the warehouse.
Generally, they are employees in the factory, and they are handled internally, and rarely flow outside.
However, we had just sold a batch of goods, and there were still a lot of defective clothes in the warehouse.
Even if the clothes have these defects, it doesn’t mean that they cannot be worn.
Generally, these are minor flaws that are not noticed and most people don’t care about them. However, Yongxing’s clothing factories are very strict, so many unqualified clothes will be screened out.
Lu Liangwei is not the kind of person who doesn't know how to behave. Although he rejected the other person, he had to give him some benefits. After all, he was an old acquaintance of Feng Jiaojiao, so he had to give him some face.
"Okay, I'll listen to you. Keep the batch of defective products in the factory for me." Feng Jiaojiao just gave this batch of defective products to her eldest brother, fourth brother and Zhang Qiang.
At least they can make some money.
"By the way, didn't you say last time that you wanted to arrange for two people to work in the factory?" Lu Liangwei remembered Feng Jiaojiao saying that An Jianjun's brother and sister-in-law were going to come to Beijing to settle down, and they might need to be arranged with jobs.
"Oh, that, it hasn't been decided yet. They just arrived. If there is any need, I will tell you." Feng Jiaojiao and Lu Liangwei have been in a cooperative relationship for many years.
The two had nothing to hide. Feng Jiaojiao originally wanted to arrange for her sister-in-law and Chen Tingting to work in the factory.
But since the eldest brother and the fourth brother want to start a small business, let them try.
If it succeeds, I guess by then, the two of them won’t have to go to the factory anymore.
"Okay, let me know if you need anything."
In the evening, Feng Jiaojiao drove home.
An Jianjun is playing games with two children.
"You're here." An Jianjun went over and took off his wife's coat.
"Well, guess who I saw yesterday?" Feng Jiaojiao changed her shoes, then sat on the sofa and looked at An Jianjun.
An Jianjun frowned, it seemed that his wife met someone she knew before.
Who is it?
"Okay, I won't embarrass you. It's Zhang Qiang."
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