I really don't want to fight with gods

Chapter 59 Relationships are only deep enough to be used
But Sister Fang had a purpose to keep Jing Xiaoqiang on purpose.

When it was three or four o'clock, the female leader called Sister Fang to tell Jing Xiaoqiang to make a formal flight attendant uniform design plan and quotation.

Jing Xiaoqiang is considered an old workplace, and he understood at a glance that the female leader did not contact him directly, and deliberately let Sister Fang take over.

The standard can be advanced or retreated. After all, for such a large airline, the change of stewardess uniforms can be large or small, and credit and risk coexist.

But we are not professional in this matter.

Jing Xiaoqiang was sober: "It's fine for you to ask me to draw a clothing pattern, but I also don't know how to make professional clothing design and production quotations."

Recently, it wasn't because of the sports bra, he just wanted to try if he could mass-produce it, and it turned into a business. As a result, the small business couldn't start at all.

At this time, Uncle Cheng, who had been swirling beside him, finally said: "What's wrong with this, just find a clothing company to listen to your command, I have something to do with it."

Then he patted his trousers pocket and took out a phone book: "Where's your eldest brother?"

With so many beauties around, shouldn't it be time to show off?
Young people still don't know how to seize opportunities.

Jing Xiaoqiang was embarrassed. At this time, he was not willing to spend thousands of yuan to enter the online account.

It was Sister Fang who hurriedly called the department and came over, and they both regarded it as an uncle's understatement.

In his words, introducing business is our job to start a family.

And the brand is great!

It was a certain international clothing importer and exporter, an Asia-Pacific clothing company, and Media Asia Trading Group.

The heat here is also loud enough: "The airline is going to put on a new batch of uniforms, and I managed to win this opportunity for you. This is such a good thing, really, gossip, international airlines are using your products , the stewardess on the flight is an advertisement, other orders are still coming in, there is no problem with the style, I have something to do..."

Jing Xiaoqiang and Sister Fang looked at each other and felt that there was still a lot to learn.

Sure enough, Uncle Cheng finally won three companies to participate in the bidding at the same time!

He didn't think so: "Huhai is the most westernized international metropolis in the country, and airlines also represent the image of Chinese people all over the world. If we want to do it well, we need to make samples first, and finally see who is the best. Well, it's an honor to use anyone, let's go and interview them together, I have reserved a seat in Fuyuan."

It was Mrs. Fang.

Jing Xiaoqiang hurriedly beat the mandarin duck with a stick: "Okay, okay, I'll go with you, I'll go with you, Sister Fang, see you later."

Sister Fang smiled gracefully and bowed to see off the guest.

This time, not to mention that the trunk could not be closed, even the back row was full of cosmetic boxes, so Uncle Cheng could only sit in the co-pilot.

When he got in the car, he leaned over to complain. Jing Xiaoqiang quickly put down the middle handrail to block the barrier, and also said goodbye to Lu Xi outside: "the rent over there is about to expire, so you won't rent it, right?"

Lu Xi is stubborn: "I rent it myself!"

What Jing Xiaoqiang wanted to say, the big long legs had already turned around and ran back: "Wait for me to call you!"

He also threw in the gift hidden in his hand and smashed it on Jing Xiaoqiang's nose, it hurt so much!
But that back view is really graceful, Jing Xiaoqiang and Uncle Cheng admired it together for a few seconds, and looked at each other with disgust: "Rogue!"

Uncle Cheng's firepower is strong: "You still rent a house! I want to tell Nan Nan!"

Jing Xiaoqiang was confident: "Say it, I wish you could explain it clearly, so as not to delay your eldest lady!"

Uncle Cheng jumped up and down repeatedly: "Then what are you doing? I asked this sister Fang to go out with you, but you interrupted!"

Jing Xiaoqiang is more like a father-in-law: "It's almost enough to have an addiction to flirting. He's married and you have a wife and children. Your mother told me to keep an eye on you and stop doing bad things."

Uncle Cheng immediately patted the seat: "Then why do you still want to play?"

Jing Xiaoqiang said triumphantly: "I'm not married. Since I'm married, it means a commitment to responsibility. This is the morality of human beings, right? No one has the right to accuse me now."

Uncle Cheng regretted it so much that he only sighed that his former friends never brought him to such a good place.

Jing Xiaoqiang reminded him: "In the past few years, as long as you behaved a little bit improperly, it was a crime of hooliganism, and you will lose face when you get married!"

Uncle Cheng scolded: "You are the hooligan! I haven't told you about this yet, you are obviously playing with me, this little girl seems to be a playboy, do I have one?!"

Jing Xiaoqiang was so happy, he seemed to be envious of young people when he saw himself in his 50s.

After putting away his laughter, he asked: "Then this uniform business is still in business, I don't think it's profitable."

Uncle Cheng despised him: "Why don't we do it? Do we want that little profit? We can't afford to lose that person. The relationship is to keep in touch with each other through these things. It doesn't matter whether money is money or not. The important thing is that I have money." relationship, do you understand?"

Jing Xiaoqiang understood a little bit. In his previous life, he was a dick like him, and he insisted on not asking for help in everything, so he was proficient in everything.

But in fact, in front of such an interpersonal relationship, looking at the efficiency, it is more effective.

Older gingers are more spicy.

The boss that Uncle Cheng invited was really reliable, they were all shrewd and powerful family inheritance, whether they were in trade or clothing, they were full of confidence in their profession.

Also interested in airline uniform orders.

And the three families sat at the same table and started talking, and one of them brought a costume designer.

But it is the main problem of this era. The reform and opening up has just begun, and it does not have the design ability to meet the international trend.

The seemingly fashionable fashion designer was amazed at the hand-painted drawings by Jing Xiaoqiang: "What style is this? I feel the burning of the soul of the nation, and the fashionable atmosphere on the Champs-Elysees..."

Jing Xiaoqiang really wanted to say it, what kind of god are you dancing? When I sat down, Uncle Cheng introduced that this was his son-in-law, and it was the relationship with the airline.

After thinking about it later, it was all a meal: "This is carefully crafted by a designer in New York, but I still want to do it in China."

Everyone hurriedly gathered around and praised again.

They are not the kind of petty profits that only look at how much money can be made from the order in front of them. One company even proposed to provide it for free. There are only a few airline stewardesses, so just put a logo on the clothes as an advertisement.

Uncle Cheng Menerqing: "This business can't be done this way, the money must be given, and the airline company is not short of the money, but it is impossible to sell the advertisements on the uniforms casually, originally it was paid for. Buying and selling, turning into collecting money or not taking a cent, is there something tricky in it, is it someone who has benefited, it is a small business, and suddenly it becomes complicated, understand."

Everyone nodded again and again, it does make sense.

Fuyuan is an old foreign-style restaurant that the old Koehlers often choose. It is near the big hotel. Jing Xiaoqiang is very happy to eat the local dishes such as large yellow croaker sticks and small wontons, and escargot stuffed with meat.

It’s just that the oil is a bit heavy, so I’m going to go to the gym to consume it later.

Uncle Cheng and his son-in-law are of the same mind. Zhang Luo and the others are all right after eating. Let’s go to the heated swimming pool of a nearby big hotel to play in the water. You still export swimsuits. Don’t you bring two in the car?
Jing Xiaoqiang was almost blocked by the snail meat, and he held his breath and said with difficulty: "You... do you have a swimsuit manufacturer?"

This guy didn’t bring a designer, but brought a driver: “Yes, mainly for export to North America, but we don’t have independent design capabilities, and we can do whatever foreign business orders come in. We only started to get export orders the year before last, and the factory is in southern Jiangsu. there."

Jing Xiaoqiang held back his ecstasy and stretched out his hand: "Let's talk about it later, I have a big business..."

Feeling that Uncle Cheng stepped on him lightly under the table, Jing Xiaoqiang thought it was putting aside his unhappiness, and included it: "Uncle Cheng can guarantee exports, and I can guarantee domestic sales here, the market is huge."

The owner of the Media Asia Trading Company is still surprised: "How big is the sales volume of swimsuits in China? They go into the water wearing shorts and vests everywhere. Not everyone is so particular about Shanghai and Shanghai."

Uncle Cheng can only train his son-in-law on the desktop: "This kind of business opportunity must be shared with everyone, so that there will be more opportunities."

This is the business style of the older generation. You should either keep quiet and talk in private, or say it in front of several companies and still cover it up very rudely.

So Jing Xiaoqiang still has a lot to learn.

But Jing Xiaoqiang’s thinking is 30 years later: “No, this business is too big, it involves copyright patents, and even brands and special fabrics can’t be done by others…”

At this moment, Jing Xiaoqiang's pager rang for a rare occasion, and he didn't even bother to look at it. The only person who can remember him is Professor Zhou's home number.

The idlers are too lazy to wait.

The boss of Media Asia directly signaled, and his driver pushed a big mobile phone over: "Use this first, and use it when it's convenient."

Check out this pie!
(End of this chapter)