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Chapter 168 The Dilemma of the Textile Mill

The director named Li Zhiqiang said: "Factory manager, I'm sorry! This is because I failed to supervise the production. Is there really no room for our order this time?"

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

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

The chief of the supply and marketing section named Lao Cui said in a deep voice: "Director, people in Shanghai pay attention to exquisite and tasteful clothes, and it is reasonable for customers in Shanghai to look down on our trousers. Now I'm afraid it's hopeless.

We people in the capital don't pay attention to clothes, we don't pay attention to whether the clothes are exquisite, and we don't pay much attention to styles.But pay attention to whether it is comfortable to wear, casual and not self-willed.It can be sold in our capital, that is..."

He was a bit speechless at the end of his talk, and the factory director asked anxiously: "Old Cui, what is it?"

The supply and marketing section chief named Lao Cui said hesitantly: "Director, the estimated price is only [-]% of the price in Shanghai, and the factory may lose a little bit."

The factory manager gritted his teeth and said: "Li Zhiqiang, look at the good things you have done. Life in the factory is not easy. Now you have made such a move for me. How can I explain to the workers?"

He vented his temper, and asked the supply and marketing section chief named Lao Cui: "Old Cui, there is no other way."

Old Cui sighed and said: "Director, I don't want our factory to lose money, but I really can't think of any other way."

"Ugh!"

After the factory director sighed, he said helplessly: "Okay! Old Cui, I will leave this matter to you, the supply and marketing section chief, to handle it with full authority, and try to minimize the losses in the factory."

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

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

The factory manager tidied up his attire, and said loudly, "Please come in!"

He Yushui gently opened the door and led Bai Zirui into the factory director's office.The office is simple and unadorned, without too many decorations, mostly wooden furniture and wooden floors.

Opposite the door is the factory manager's desk, a solid wood desk with a lot of paint peeling off, on which there are desk lamps, telephones, pen holders, enamel teacups and some important documents.

The factory manager sat on a wooden chair and looked at the two brothers, Bai Zirui and He Yushui, who entered the door with some doubts. There were two people sitting opposite him. They must be the workshop director and the chief of the supply and marketing department.

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

The three factory directors all knew He Yushui, and the factory manager said with a smile: "It's rain water! What do you want me to do? This is it?
He Yushui graduated from high school at the age of 18 and entered the newly built Sixth Textile Factory in Beijing just after he started working.You must know that He Yushui's high school education at that time was already very good, equivalent to a bachelor's degree in later generations, and he was reused by the factory leaders as soon as he entered the factory.

In the 60s, high school students were top talents.At that time, the nine-year compulsory education had not yet been realized, not to mention going to school, it was a luxury to have enough food and clothing.

Only families with good economic conditions can afford to send their children to study, and most families’ children can’t even guarantee the most basic food and clothing, and there is no good condition for continuing to study.

In the 60s, the economy was underdeveloped, and many areas did not even have schools, so there were many people with low education levels at this time.Most of the people had only attended primary school, and the national illiteracy rate reached 60%.

Therefore, those who can pass the high school entrance examination are regarded as highly educated talents. If they pass the entrance examination to the technical secondary school, the state can assign jobs. There are formal units and establishments. Many people are assigned to be teachers or civil servants after passing the technical secondary school entrance examination. .

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

People who entered the factory in the 70s and 10s basically worked for the rest of their lives. Drinking rainwater, they have worked in the No. [-] Textile Factory in Beijing for more than [-] years, and now they are 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 1 pairs of faulty pants from our factory that were returned by Shanghai customers."

The three factory managers were struggling with this matter, after hearing He Yushui's words.The factory manager stood up in mixed surprises, walked quickly to Bai Zirui, shook his hand excitedly, and said in surprise: "Comrade Bai, right! If you can buy the batch of problematic pants from our factory, you can buy them." He is the benefactor of our factory!"

While talking, the factory manager enthusiastically offered Bai Zirui to sit on a chair.Bai Zhirui smiled and said: "Hello, factory manager! I heard from my sister yesterday that there was a problem with a batch of pants in our factory, and they were returned by a Shanghai customer. So I'll see if I can help you."

Chief Cui of the Supply and Marketing Division asked calmly, "Comrade Bai, what do you do?"

Bai Zirui had already recorded the voices of the three people in the office outside the door just now, and said with a smile: "Hello, Section Chief Cui! I am a student of Yenching University in my third year this year, and I do a little homework in my spare time. Business."

After the three factory directors heard Bai Zirui's identity, they felt a little disappointed. He was disappointed thinking about the young people nowadays.

Although the factory director was a little disappointed, but looking at He Yushui's face, he said lightly: "Chief Cui, can you discuss with Comrade Bai about buying trousers? He is a family member of the employees in the factory, so give him a little discount." a bit."

Bai Zirui said loudly: "Director, can you let me have a look at our factory's trousers? If it's what I think, I'll take these trousers without a discount."

The three factory managers looked at Bai Zirui in surprise, and Chief Cui asked suspiciously, "Are you sure?"

It stands to reason that someone can buy this batch of problematic goods from their factory, and they should be happy, but they all know He Yushui's family situation, how can their family get so much money to buy such a large batch of pants?
Bai Zirui nodded and said with certainty: "I'm sure, but I need to check the quality of the 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, one of your elder brothers is the canteen director and head chef of the Red Star Steel Rolling Plant. He has to support a large family." People, your family is not rich, where did you get so much money to buy our large batch of pants?"

Bai Zirui smiled and said, "I'm in business! Of course I made money."

(End of this chapter)