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Chapter 76
Song Yuran took two security guards to the Shenhai Textile Factory in the security booth downstairs. The security guards who were usually laughing and joking, wearing black suits, really looked like the best bodyguards.
Shenhai Textile Factory is located in a community. The car followed the navigation of the mobile phone, and the road became narrower and narrower, and finally drove to an open space similar to a parking lot. The road ahead was a small alley that cars could not enter.
The security guard sitting in the co-pilot and navigating on his mobile phone turned to look at her, "Secret Song, you can't get in through the front."
"Impossible." Song Yuran, who was sitting in the back row, looked at it, and it was true. The navigation said that the road to go straight was a pedestrian alley with a narrow door between buildings.
She glanced at the security guard's navigation software, "You're using a wicked map, right?"
The security guard was at a loss: "How do you know?"
"..."
The car couldn't enter the alley, and it took a long time to make a detour when going back to the main road. Song Yuran simply asked the security guard to park the car in the open space, and walked a few tens of meters across the alley to Shenhai Textile Factory.
Song Yuran looked at the residential buildings on both sides, walked through the alleys, and could vaguely see the layout of the houses through the screens of the windows, and couldn't help saying, "This factory is too remote."
"You don't understand." said the big security guard with rich life experience, "The rent in this kind of area is cheap, if it is in an industrial area, it will be even more expensive. You can save a lot of costs here, and the people are nice.trick."
In some years, the exterior walls of residential buildings are covered with small advertisements, Internet broadband can be seen everywhere, mixed with public relations recruitment, and small stickers that "cure all diseases".
When passing by a small advertisement, Song Yuran paused. It said professional old Eastern medicine, unique folk prescriptions, specializing in the treatment of hidden diseases of the A department, premature ejaculation and impotence.
I just glanced at it hastily. These small advertisements on the wall are usually liars. Although she doesn't have any of the above diseases, she has more serious problems than these problems.
I remember that when consulted online after the differentiation, the doctor told her that she could not smell pheromones and the loss of the second physiological organ was the sequela of differentiation, and it would recover naturally with time.
Now that the sense of smell that captures pheromones has recovered, she is more convinced of the doctor's words, so she is full of expectations for the results of the hospital examination, and believes that as long as alpha's second set of organs is treated, it will be restored.
Although she really doesn't want to have an ugly thing on her body, but things have come to this point, and she can't keep up with the material aspects. At least let herself become a 'complete' alpha, so that she can have more courage to accept Huo Qingzhi's feelings.
Why.
Song Yuran looked up at the sky, hoping everything goes well.
Passing through the residential building, you can see an independent factory building, the outer layer is surrounded by a wall, the door is a security booth, and the electric telescopic gate is closed.
Walking to the gate of the factory, Song Yuran took a look at the small three-story factory building inside. On the outer wall were written "Shenhai Textile Factory" in big characters. The building occupied a small area, only one-third of the size of Huasen Garment Factory.Detached and convenient.
There are doors at the front, middle and back, and at the middle door there are workers loading goods onto the trucks, and it seems that they are just in time for shipment and loading.
"What do you do?" Seeing the three of them standing at the door, the security guard in the pavilion came out and asked. It was not difficult to tell from the half-white hair that he was a retired man, wearing the iconic vest and holding a cattail fan.
Song Yuran thought for a while, then walked over with an obedient smile, "Uncle, I'm here to see your boss, I have something to talk about."
"Oh, boss." The uncle shook his fan and said, "Our boss doesn't usually come here, it's all handled by the factory manager."
"Is that Director Zhang? Then you can contact me."
The uncle saw that the girl in front of him was well-dressed, but she didn't have the nouveau riche stinky airs of a rich man, and her attitude was very kind. He quickly reached out through the window of the security booth and dialed the phone number of the factory director.
"Crooked? Factory manager, I have a few people who say they are here to discuss business." The uncle paused, looked at them and asked, "Are you...?"
"My surname is..." Song Zi paused at the edge of his mouth, and after thinking for a second, Song Yuran continued, "My surname is Qian. Tell Director Zhang that I was introduced by Boss Huo."
The uncle said a few words to the factory manager, put down the phone, and said, "The factory manager said to come down immediately, you wait a moment, why don't you come to my security room?"
Song Yuran waved his hand and said no, the uncle didn't go inside, but stood by the window watching them.
Seeing a lot of cigarette butts piled up on the ashtray on the table in the security room, Song Yuran turned around and asked the security guard for two cigarettes.
Immediately after handing the cigarette to the uncle, the other party saw that she was very good, and there was a smile on her face. Song Yuran took advantage of the opportunity to chat with him, "Uncle, how long have you been working here?"
"It's been four years since I started the factory!" The uncle lit up his cigarette, took a puff comfortably, and exhaled another puff of smoke ring, "Oh, I don't even know it's been so many years."
Song Yuran smiled, "Uncle, I see that you have a lot of shipments today, isn't the factory doing well?"
"Hey, these two years have been better, but I almost collapsed if I didn't make it through the first two years!"
She continued: "In the past two years of the financial crisis, it was not easy to do any business. If you work in the textile industry, you must have stable customers."
"That's true." The uncle nodded, "If our big boss didn't attract a big customer, there would be no such factory now."
Xu Shi was bored alone in the security booth, and now he managed to catch someone who could talk. The uncle started to talk a lot, pointed at a Mercedes parked at the door, and said, "Did you see, our factory manager just mentioned it last year?"Pentium! Just to earn dividends from big customers, how can this car cost hundreds of thousands!"
"Wow, then Boss Huo is very powerful, he can attract such a arrogant client."
The uncle shook his fan and smiled, without denying the title 'Boss Huo'.
After chatting for a few words, she saw footsteps coming from the stairs. Song Yuran put away her playful smile, and she winked at the two security guards, and said in a low voice, "Just find an excuse to let me go after a while, don't let me go."I really buy it, I can't afford it."
"Miss Qian, hello, hello." When Zhang saw them, he recognized the leader at a glance, and immediately stretched out his hand to Song Yuran, "I am the person in charge here, let's talk in the office upstairs, there is air conditioning andGreat tea!"
Ms. Qian nodded her head steadily, and followed Zhang San up the steps. The floor of the factory was very rough, basically just plastered with cement, and it was even less likely that there would be tiles.
Compared with the roughness of the work area, the office can be said to be well-decorated, with antique furniture, a large picture of "Soon to success" hanging on the wall, and a complete set of tea sets on the table.
Zhang San invited them to sit down on the sofa, walked to the desk and took out a business card and handed it to her, "Miss Qian, this is my business card, my surname is Zhang, and each name is three."
hiss.
I actually forgot that there is still this set of social activities. Song Yuran didn't prepare a business card at all, so he pretended to take the business card from his bag, rummaged through it, and said, "I'm sorry, Director Zhang, I met a few customers today, and the business card is finished.I'll give it to you later."
Fearing that the other party would be suspicious, she quickly added: "I came here today mainly to order a batch of fabrics. Let me briefly introduce myself. My surname is Qian, and I have a lot of overlapping names."
Zhang San was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said, "How much money?"
"Yes." Song Qiongguangguang Yuran said calmly: "Our garment factory has recently received a big order, and now we urgently need 2,000 pieces of georgette. If it is negotiated, half of the payment in advance will be used as a deposit."
"Oh, I forgot to mention that our factory has only been open for a few years and is not well-known. The factory manager Zhang must have never heard of it. It is called 'Kendesini'. It is mainly for foreign trade. The foreign brands 'Jenny' and 'Martha''It is also our brand, and we have cooperated with many red carpet stars."
Zhang San scanned it in his mind, convinced that he had never heard of this factory, let alone Jeanne Martha, but with a large order of 2,000 horses in front of him, how could he say he hadn't heard of it?
Seeing Qian's eyes opening, he immediately responded: "I have heard that our factory receives a lot of business from foreign trade factories. I have the impression that your factory can earn a lot of net profit every year."
"How much the boss earns has nothing to do with me, I'm just in charge of purchasing."
Zhang Sanyi listened, purchase?This can't be won in minutes?I have already fantasized about replacing the mortgage Daben with a sports car.
"How about it, Director Zhang, please quote me a price, and I'll understand."
"Miss Qian, our factory doesn't have many georgettes in stock, only about 100 pieces. You should make an order first, and we will hurry up and work quickly to ensure that your construction period will not be delayed." Zhang San paused, "The price, the current market price is35 a meter to go up, our factory price... 30 a meter!"
Song Yuran smiled emotionlessly, "Director Zhang, to tell you the truth, I have been to several textile factories before coming to Shenhai, and your quotations are the most outrageous among them." After finishing speaking, she got up and grabbed theBao, "Since Director Zhang is not sincere, I think it's better to forget it."
"Hey, Miss Qian, don't worry!" Zhang San hurriedly stopped her and said, "Is this price negotiable? What I said just now is the spot price. If you can accept the reservation and give us a deadline to work, the price can be lowered."discount!"
Song Yuran sneered, and his attitude was a bit stiff: "Director Zhang, don't think that I am introduced by Boss Huo, so you can fool me casually. To put it bluntly, even if your big boss Huo Yuandong came in person today, the price is not high.Appropriate, I will also give the list to others! As the purchasing manager of our factory, I still have this right."
It has to be said that Song Yuran's appearance as a strong woman today is very good, and she immediately performed the arrogance of an arrogant executive.
Five years after the establishment of the factory, it was the first time to receive spies. They were still such arrogant spies. Zhang San, who had never seen the big world, was suddenly taken aback, smiling like a grandson,
"Yes, Manager Qian, please calm down and have a cup of tea." Zhang San thought for a while, "How about this, Manager Qian, let's go to the workshop door and have a look at the production situation of our factory, and discuss the price in detail when we come back..”
Song Yuran made a very reluctant attitude and reluctantly complied.
Zhang San led them to the workshop door, intending to let the patron's father see the 'strength' of their factory and the scene of busy production and bursting orders, but this made Song Yuran understand the enemy's situation at a glance.
After shopping around, he returned to the office. Zhang San saw that the person in front of him was not easy to fool. He picked up the computer and began to perform, "Manager Qian, look, the raw material of Georgette is thisPrice, plus the transportation cost, labor cost, everything is added, and I will give you this number for one meter."
Song Yuran glanced at it, and the number displayed by the calculator was '235', which was nearly one-fifth less than the quotation just now.
Grass, Huo Yuandong is a profiteer.
On the surface, he still had a face of noble purchases, and said: "Well, Director Zhang, this price is very close to ideal."
"Manager Qian, I understand what you mean." Zhang San looked at the security guards sitting on her left and right, who looked like door gods, "How about, Manager Qian, let the two assistants go out to smoke a cigarette, let's chatLet’s talk about delivery time?”
The atmosphere seemed to be some kind of private transaction.
So Song Yuran asked the two security guards to wait at the door. Hearing the sound of the door closing, he turned his head and saw the two standing at the door. Their tall backs on the glass windows gave a sense of security.
"Manager Qian." Zhang San looked around to confirm that there was no one around, and smiled a little, and said, "Well, as long as you can give this order to our factory, I will write a higher purchase price on the delivery list, but actually it is still based on 23."51 meters."
Song Yuran asked, "You mean, I get a kickback for the price difference?"
"Yes. In this way, our factory earns money, and you also pay for your hard work. It's a win-win situation!"
In the blink of an eye, Song Yu suddenly slapped the table and said loudly, "Who do you think I am?! You are humiliating me by offering kickbacks to a purchasing manager!"
Zhang San immediately felt guilty, "Don't, don't, Manager Qian, please keep your voice down!"
Song Yuran didn't care so much, grabbed her bag and went out without looking back, opened the door and said to the security guard in a low voice, "Go!"
The three of them walked a few meters before Zhang San came to his senses and immediately chased after him, "Manager Qian, you have something to say!"
The security guards took advantage of the situation and immediately supported Zhang San from left to right. This action caused other people in the factory to look sideways. Among them, some people who looked like small leaders thought they were here to destroy the situation, and called a few workers over.
Seeing this, Zhang San immediately said: "It's all right! You all go to work! Get busy! Don't look at it!"
He was also afraid that the kickback would be revealed in front of the people in the factory.
Only then did the security guard let go of Zhang San, Song Yuran stared at Zhang San, and said softly: "I will consider Shen Hai's offer as appropriate, let's call again."
"Okay, okay, Manager Qian, I'll see you off."
Zhang San led the people downstairs, wanting to save some face.
"Hey, it's all a misunderstanding. I'm sorry. Don't take it to heart, Manager Qian."
In order to show sincerity, he deliberately sent the person to the parking lot 100 meters away.
"Manager Qian, why did you park your car here? Our factory has a lot of parking spaces."
"It's the first time I came here, I drove the wrong way, so I stopped here to avoid running." Song Yuran smiled lightly, and finally drew a big cake for Zhang San, "I hope I won't get lost again next time."
"Definitely! When the time comes, I will lead the way myself and I will definitely not get lost!"
After exchanging greetings and watching the car drift away, Zhang San put away the obsequious smile on his face, and spit on the ground: "Damn, don't you just want kickbacks, and I'll pretend to be for me."
He turned and walked back, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and made a call.
"Boss, you have a lot of money coming here today. I've already finished talking, and I guess it's probably close to ten, but she seems to have a few more intentions. You can talk to her again, and let's stabilize Ken Desi Ni's list."
The other end seems to be in a mahjong parlor, a little noisy, the sound of hula la playing mahjong, "How much money? Who is it!"
Song Yuran, who successfully completed the task, walked to the general manager's office with joyful steps, and was a little surprised when she opened the door.
"Huh?"
A table was set up in the office, and there were many fabric samples on the table, and there were many cut rags on the ground.
She walked in slowly, "Mr. Huo, are you testing samples?"
Huo Qingzhi put the scissors back on the table, and said softly, "How are you? They didn't make things difficult for you, did they?"
"No, the factory manager is an idiot. I said I had a big order, so he was bluffed by me." Song Yuran paused, "However, I actually looked at the door of the workshop, and the factory is not large. It seems that the only major customers are ours.The bills, the others are all fragmented bills, it’s no wonder I haven’t seen any big bills.”
Huo Qingzhi nodded, "The competition in the textile industry is fierce now, and it is already very good to have a fixed source of customers."
"Well, I tested it out. The registrant Zhang San is the factory manager, and the big boss has someone else, probably Huo Yuandong. He doesn't go to the factory very often, and Zhang San is basically in charge of it."
She paused for a moment, and said with a puzzled expression: "Let me just say, Huo Yuandong can afford to drive a luxury car of the Matasala currency level just by relying on the company's dry stock?"
She looked down at the various fabrics on the table, some bought from the fabric city, and some from the sample room, "Mr. Huo, how is your sample?"
"Do you remember that the online store recently received some comments, saying that our material is poor, and it broke after wearing it a few times."
"Remember." Song Yuran thought for a moment, "It's the organza type. Where can I find such a cheap organza for more than a hundred yuan? Besides selling so many pieces, only a dozen people said there was a problem.It feels like a malicious negative review. Didn’t it be resolved through negotiation in the end.”
"I tested it just now, and what they said was not that there is a problem with our 'materials', but actually they want to say that the quality is poor." Huo Qingzhi rummaged through a pile of fabrics and found three types of organza from different manufacturers and put them on the face."Look at what's wrong."
Song Yuran touched the fabric and took a closer look, "They all feel the same." As she spoke, she picked up the largest piece of organza, and subconsciously pulled it with both hands to try its elasticity.
hiss
The strength was not well controlled, and the organza cracked a crack from the middle door.
"..." Song Yuran remained silent, "I really didn't mean to."
"That's the problem." Huo Qingzhi picked up another piece and handed it to her, "Try again."
Organza, as a light and thin yarn product, is easy to tear. Song Yuran is very clear, but the second piece of organza was torn by her conscious effort.
The quality contrast is obvious.
"The first piece is the fabric supplied by Shenhai, and the second piece we bought in Fabric City. Its quality is the best among the three, and it feels more delicate."
Song Yuran didn't understand, so he asked, "Is there anything special about it?"
Huo Qingzhi pondered for a while, "Machine, the price of big factories is expensive here, the production machines are updated and iterated, and the quality of the products produced is also upgraded."
"But Shen Hai's price is not cheap! The quotation he gave us is more expensive than what he gave to others."
"It's fine if it's a few cents, but he's too dark!"
"I see. I will let the procurement department handle the matter of changing suppliers." Huo Qingzhi paused, "The complete quotations for those samples have come out, Mr. Wu will come over tomorrow, and I will leave this matter to youto talk."
"me?"
"Otherwise," Huo Qingzhi raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you swear that it's a big deal, and I'll give you a chance to make a contribution."
"Actually, this matter. People can go to our business department, but it is Lei Hai who introduced us business. No matter what, we must pay attention to it. In the future, if there is a good thing, Lei Hai will take care of us.Brother Yi must have a good relationship." Song Yuran smiled coquettishly, "Boss Huo, I'm right~~"
Mr. Huo cast a glance at her, "I let you say all the good things, what should I say?"
Song Yuran had his hands behind his back, and his playful smile looked a bit like Jerry in Tom and Jerry.
Huo Qingzhi leaned against the table with his waist, supported the edge of the table with one hand, and hooked his fingers towards Song Yuran.
The little secretary walked over dubiously. As soon as she got within reach, someone grabbed her by the neckline. She staggered and took two steps forward to stand still in front of Huo Qing.
The distance was very close, she blinked, Mr. Huo was wearing the pair of rabbit slippers, and his eyes were just at the same level.
"I have asked the administration to plan the team building, and I will give me feedback this week." Mr. Huo said.
Song Yuran's eyes lit up, and he couldn't hide the joy on his face.
Before she could speak, Mr. Huo choked her back with his next sentence.
"Our business, when are you going to give me an answer?"
Our matter... sounds very ambiguous.
Song Yuran's face blushed, he hesitated for a while, and seeing that he couldn't avoid it, he had to answer the question head-on.
"Well...tomorrow night." Song Yuran said.
She made an appointment at noon tomorrow, and she would know the result after seeing the doctor at noon, and then she would seriously reply to Huo Qingzhi.
"Yes, but." Mr. Huo paused, looked into her eyes and said, "What's your sincerity for making me wait so long?"
Song Yu was stunned for a moment, her face slowly turned red, and she raised her chin to kiss her cheek embarrassingly.
Such an innocent look, how could he still have the courage to release 'abo takes all' at the beginning.
It's really hard not to kiss the lips when facing the person you like.
Huo Qingzhi smiled lightly, tapped his lips, and said, "Why don't you kiss here."
Song Yuran almost couldn't hold back the blatant seduction, she deliberately put on a straight face, and said fiercely: "Save it! Kiss again tomorrow night!"
This cute reaction made Huo Qingzhi unable to hold back, he smiled and bent his eyebrows, responding to her: "Okay, listen to you."
Song Yuran snorted softly, feeling that the 'Strengthening Wife Gang' had succeeded.
"That's about the same."