Chapter 168 Textile Factory Dilemma

The director named Li Zhiqiang said, "Director, I'm sorry! I didn't supervise production well. Is it really that our order this time really has no room for recovery?"

The factory manager sighed and said, "It's hard! I'm calling customers in Shanghai now, but they don't answer them, alas!"

He paused and said, "Old Cui, you are the head of the supply and marketing section of our factory. Do you see if there is any way to sell these problematic pants."

The supply and marketing chief named Lao Cui said in a deep voice: "Manager, it is reasonable for people in Shanghai to wear exquisite and tasteful clothes. It is reasonable for customers in Shanghai to look down on our pants. Now, things may not be counted on.

We people in Beijing don’t care about wearing it, don’t pay attention to whether the clothes are exquisite, and don’t pay much attention to the style. But we focus on whether the clothes are comfortable and casual and not willful. We can sell them in our Beijing, that’s..."

He was a little indifferent to his words, and the factory manager asked anxiously: "Old Cui, what is it?"

The supply and marketing department head named Lao Cui said hesitantly: "Manager, the price is estimated to be only 80% of the price in Shanghai, and the factory may be losing a little."

The factory manager gritted his teeth and said, "Li Zhiqiang, look at the good things you did. Life in the factory is not easy at all. Now you have done this for me again. How can I explain it to the workers?"

He vented his temper and asked the supply and marketing chief who called Lao Cui, "Lao Cui, there is no other way."

Lao Cui sighed and said, "Master, I don't want our factory to pay for it, but I really can't think of any other way."

"well!"

After sighing, the factory manager said helplessly: "Okay! Lao Cui, let this matter be handled with full authority by the supply and marketing department chief, and try to minimize the losses in the factory."

The head of the supply and marketing department called Lao Cui said in a deep voice: "Manager, I will do my best to minimize the losses in the factory."

The factory director's office became quiet, and there were only three people sighing. At this moment, a knock on the door "dong...dong...dong" broke the silence of the office.

The factory manager sorted out his outfit and said loudly: "Please come in!"

He Yushui gently pushed open the door and took Bai Zirui into the factory director's office. The office was simple and simple, without too much decoration, and mostly made of wooden furniture and wooden floors.

The opposite door is the factory director's desk, which is a solid wood table with a lot of paint falling off. The table is filled with a desk lamp, a telephone, a pen holder, an enamel tea cup and some important documents.

The factory director sat on the wooden chair and looked at Bai Zirui, He Yushui and his brother who were entering the door with some confusion. Two people sat opposite him, probably the workshop director and the supply and marketing department head.

He Yushui took Bai Zirui into the factory director's office. The workshop director and supply and marketing department head opposite him also turned around.

The three factories and the factory directors all knew He Yushui. The factory director smiled and said, "It's Yushui! Is there anything wrong with you coming to me? Is this person?

He Yushui graduated from high school at the age of 18 and just started working, he entered the Sixth Textile Factory in Beijing, which had just been built. You should know that He Yushui's high school education at that time was already very good, equivalent to a bachelor's degree in later generations. As soon as he entered the factory, he was valued by the factory leaders.

In these 1960s, high school students were top talents. At that time, nine years of compulsory education had not been achieved. Not to mention going to school, it was a luxury to be able to eat and wear.

Only families with good financial conditions have the ability to send their children to study. Most families cannot even guarantee the most basic food and clothing, and they have no good conditions to continue studying.

In the 1960s, the economy was underdeveloped and many areas did not even have schools, so many people with low education levels were found at that time. Most of them only went to elementary schools, and the illiteracy rate nationwide reached 60%.

Therefore, those who can get into high school are considered highly educated talents. If they get into technical secondary school, the country can be assigned to work, and there are formal units and staffing. Many people are assigned to be teachers or civil servants after they get into technical secondary school.

Therefore, the reason why the older generation believes that knowledge can change their destiny is because there are too few people who can read books and newspapers, and the scarcity leads to the preciousness of talents.

People in the 1960s and 1970s basically worked for a lifetime as soon as they entered the factory. They had been working in the Sixth Textile Factory in Beijing for more than 10 years and are now the deputy director of the workshop.

He Yushui said respectfully: "Hello, factory manager! This is my younger brother Bai Zirui. He wants to buy more than 10,000 pairs of problematic pants that our factory has been returned by a Shanghai customer."

The three factories were worried about this matter. After hearing He Yushui's words, the factory manager stood up in surprise, walked quickly to Bai Zirui, held his hand excitedly, and said in surprise: "Comrade Bai, right! If you can buy the batch of problematic pants in our factory, you will be the benefactor of our factory!"

While speaking, the factory manager enthusiastically asked Bai Zirui to sit down on a chair. Bai Zhirui smiled and said, "Hello, factory manager! I heard my sister say yesterday that a batch of pants in our factory had a problem and was returned by a Shanghai customer, so I'll see if there is any way to help you."

Chief Cui from the Supply and Marketing Department asked calmly: "Comrade Bai, I wonder what job you do?"

Bai Zirui had just recorded the voices of the three people in the office outside the door and said with a smile: "Hello, Section Chief Cui! I am a student from Yenching University in my junior year this year, and I have done some small business in my spare time."

After hearing Bai Zirui's identity, the three factories were a little disappointed. He thought about the young people today, and after the reform and opening up, they became boastful and unrestrained.

Although the factory manager was a little disappointed, he said lightly for He Yushui's sake: "Secretary Cui, do you discuss buying pants with Comrade Bai? He is a family member of the factory's employees, so give him more discounts."

Bai Zirui said loudly: "Manager, can you let me take a look at the pants in our factory? If it is the same as I think, I will take down these pants without discounts."

The three factory directors looked at Bai Zirui in surprise, and Section Chief Cui asked in confusion: "Are you sure?"

Logically speaking, if someone can buy this batch of problematic goods in their factory, they should be happy, but they all know He Yushui's family situation. Where can their family get such a large batch of pants?

Bai Zirui nodded and said affirmatively: "I'm sure, but I want to check the quality of my pants first."

Director Li Zhiqiang asked from the side: "Comrade Bai, you are Yushui's younger brother. Yushui has been with me for several years. As far as I know, you have a eldest brother who is the canteen director and chef of Hongxing Rolling Factory. He wants to support a family. Your family is not rich. Where can you get so much money to buy our large batch of pants?"

Bai Zirui smiled and said, "I do business! Of course I made a profit."

(End of this chapter)
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