Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 127 Huge Profits from Clothing

"Zizi!"

"Swish!"

"Susu!"

There was a lot of noise in the ears, and the arrival of the blue bird alarmed many people in this "Guoyu Garment Factory".

Wan Yong was obviously a regular visitor here. He just whispered something in the ear of a manager who looked like he was in charge. He smiled at Li Jiankun and walked away.

You should call the person in charge.

Taking advantage of this gap, Li Jiankun came to the door of a factory and took stock of the environment inside:
The red brick and tile building is about [-] square meters, and is densely packed with dozens of sewing machines. Behind each machine sits a woman, some middle-aged women and some young girls.

Everyone worked neatly, pushing with their feet and hands, very busy.

The nice thing is that Li Jiankun didn't see any numbness on their faces, and the bold girl glanced at them secretly, stuck out her tongue, and immediately lowered her head.

Weird.

Compared with earning work points in the past, the work here can obviously bring them greater benefits. In these days, it can intuitively change their lives.

Unlike later generations, so many young people from all over the country poured into the South with the same simple purpose - to change their lives through hard work.

However, prices are soaring, but wages are creeping year by year. People gradually find that working thousands of miles is just a living.

Many people have devoted their youth in this land of Lingnan, but it is difficult to get a brick and a brick here. When the youth is gone, where do they come from and where do they go.

The scene in front of him reminded Li Jiankun of many memories that had been blurred; he thought of the wave of workers going south that would soon appear.

I have many thoughts.

At this time, a voice came from behind.

"Haha, a distinguished guest is here!"

Li Jiankun turned around and took a closer look. The appearance of this "factory director" was completely different from what he expected.

It seems that he is too angry. In the weather of only 20 degrees Celsius, he only wears a white two-piece shirt, pulls a pair of flip-flops, and shakes a big cattail fan.

He was around fifty years old, with a relatively tall build and thick, crackling hair, like a handful of fir tree silk, spread on his shiny forehead.

"Uncle Cai, these two are Li Sheng and Chen Sheng from the north."

Wan Yong made the introduction, then whispered into Uncle Cai's ear again.

"Oh?"

Uncle Cai's voice was so loud that he couldn't hold it down. Halfway through, he asked, "How big of a customer are you?"

Wan Yong smiled coquettishly at Li Jiankun and lowered his voice: "I can't eat it, and they don't look down on me at all. But didn't they come to me first? The first batch of goods was given to me, an order of 6000 yuan."

"ah!"

"It is said that there are 46 shops in the north. I guess he is a kid like that and has a good background."

"Hey, you two!"

Uncle Cai claps the cattail leaf fan in his hand and smiles. He just said that he was a distinguished guest. It was just a polite way of speaking. This is what everyone has to say when business comes to your door.

Only now did I realize that he was really a distinguished guest!

"Come on, Li Sheng, Chen Sheng, please come over here and sit down in the room."

Uncle Cai hurriedly entertained them in person and was very enthusiastic.

Thinking about it, Wan Yong can become his big customer, which is enough to show how scarce businessmen are these days, and even fewer can reach them.

Next to the factory building, there is a small red brick bungalow with several five-drawer tables in it, and red flags and pennants on the wall.

Those who didn’t know thought they were in the office of a certain government agency.

Li Jiankun looked around, and his eyes were quickly attracted to a pile of magazines on the table.

Then he walked over and picked up a book.

Now you know how such a small factory makes those fashionable clothes.

These magazines include Hong Kong City, Treasure Island, and Japanese and Korean magazines.

All fashion magazines.

"You two, come and have some tea."

Uncle Cai brought the enamel vat and said with a smile: "Don't be ridiculous, Mr. Li. No one has made beautiful clothes before. We can only learn from outside experience."

The word "learn" is used extremely well.

Li Jiankun asked with a smile: "How many of the styles in these magazines can our factory produce?"

Uncle Cai said: "Hey, some of them are pretty good-looking, but there's really nothing we can do about it. For example, look at this lace. Our fabric factory doesn't have this kind of craftsmanship. Some of them can't be made. Look at this." He was flipping through the book while introducing, " My chest is up to my belly button. If I want to do this, I have to go in.

"I've picked through all these books. It's pretty normal. I can probably make half of them."

Excuse!
Li Jiankun was shocked. What kind of counterfeiting power is this?

Then he looked at Uncle Cai with bright eyes and said, "Then can I choose styles directly from these books?"

Uncle Cai waved his hand, "Of course you can. The books are placed on the table for your merchants to see. Even though our factory is not big, our technology is not bad."

Be nice!

beautiful.

Li Jiankun was excited and waved his hand as well, saying: "First runner-up, get a pen and paper!"

Be prepared to select goods on site.

Although he is not an expert in the clothing industry, he has experienced this era and knows all about the fashion.

There are many styles to choose from in these magazines, and the initiative is in his hands. The effect he can get is completely different from choosing from finished products.

Several people gathered together, Li Jiankun chose the money, whether it could be done or not, Uncle Cai had the final say, as long as the two sides could match up.

That's enough.

Chen Yajun took notes. After Uncle Cai reminded him, Li Jiankun did not choose too many choices, otherwise it would be a lot of trouble and the cost would be high.

Three styles of men's clothing.

Seven styles of women's clothing.

Men's clothing mainly consists of straight pants paired with shirts or long-sleeved T-shirts.

Three of the women's clothing styles are trousers and tops, and four styles are skirts.

After finishing, Li Jiankun asked Uncle Cai to quote a price for each model, and he had to take a look.

"Li Sheng, it's time for dinner. Let's go to a restaurant in town for a quick meal. I'll be the host!"

Li Jiankun looked at his wrist. It was almost one o'clock in the afternoon. It was better to obey orders than to be respectful and called the driver together.

The restaurant was not big, so he had a simple meal because he refused to drink because he refused to drink.

Back at the factory, after they rested in the office for a while, Uncle Cai walked in holding a piece of letter paper and got the quotation.

I hope you don't get too careful.

Li Jiankun has already been vaccinated with him. If this order is successfully completed, it will be a long-term business in the future. Otherwise, there will be no further dealings.

There is no psychological warfare this time, there are many garment factories around.

"Li Sheng, take a look, it's definitely a reasonable price, but you have to keep your word. The next batch of goods will start at [-] yuan!"

Li Jiankun took the letter and looked at it. Before he could react, Wan Yong jumped up next to him.

"Uncle Cai, you are not kind. I also have some styles, but they are much higher than this!"

Although Uncle Cai looked like a rural man, his head was definitely worthy of his name. He said with a smile: "Ah Yong, there's no comparison. Next time you buy in large quantities like Li Sheng, I guarantee the same price. How about that?" ?”

Wan Yong rolled his eyes crazily.

Saying is the same as not saying.

How many people can purchase tens of thousands of goods these days?

Do you know that if you throw out 1 yuan, you can kill someone?
The quotations on the letter paper range from ten yuan to more than twenty yuan for men's and women's clothing with matching clothes and pants.

The average price of a dress is about 30 yuan.

After Chen Yajun bowed his head and looked at it, he almost laughed out loud and said quietly: "Brother Kun, this price is not expensive. You can make a profit by taking it back!"

You know, with the current market conditions in the capital, ordinary vegan dresses cost tens of dollars more.

He bought a white shirt last year for 30 yuan.

And that’s not even talking about votes.

But those clothes are completely incomparable in style with these playful goods from abroad.

Li Jiankun rolled his eyes at him and said, "This is the ex-factory price. Of course it's not expensive when you look at it."

Chen Yajun said to himself, I know, I also know that this order will give Ayong some profit, but he still has to make a profit!

Not to mention other things, just talking about these dresses, if he took them back and sold them for a hundred, he would feel that he looked down on the BJ girl.

(End of this chapter)