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Seeing that Xi Xiaolei's eyes were a little red, Lin Chuan asked indifferently, "What, Wang Kaizhe proposed to you? Or is this guy stripped naked and running naked in front of your house? Are you angry like this?"

Xi Xiaolei was quite angry at first, but she was amused by Lin Chuan.

"Wang Kaizhe and Xie Hongchen joined forces to purchase 500,000 cheap fabrics, and at the same time, they also invited fabric dyeing masters from country F to personally dye the fabrics.

Now he has started to promote it in the newspapers! "

After speaking, Xi Xiaolei took Hui Shi Daily to Lin Chuan.

News headline: Fashion development in a new era.

The content is the same as what Xi Xiaolei said, and Wang Kaizhe didn't even forget to take this opportunity to despise him.

"This time I invited international masters of dip dyeing to provide us with the world's most advanced dip dyeing technology, just to break the technological monopoly of some textile mills,

As we all know, the dip dyeing technology developed by Mengying Textile Factory is indeed very good, but they only use the good technology on their own clothing.

This is undoubtedly increasing the cost of clothing, and providing technical expenses from the pockets of ordinary people is shameless.

And I buy the technology myself, but share it out, reduce the manufacturing cost of clothing, and give the common people a really cheap and real commodity. This is my corporate purpose! "

Seeing this, Lin Chuan laughed.

And smiling very happily.

"This Wang Kaizhe, I thought he could use any good means, and I think it's a bit ridiculous to actually come up with such a trick!"

Xi Xiaolei frowned slightly and asked suspiciously, "Mr. Lin, he is scolding you by name, and he uses this method to seize the market, how can you still laugh? If it was me, I would not curse you. He can't!"

This Xi Xiaolei is still stupid.

Lin Chuan shook his head helplessly and smiled indifferently: "Cusing people is the way of a child, and he doesn't understand the development of the market economy, let alone doing business!

First of all, the current international dip-dyeing technology, especially the dip-dyeing of cotton and linen wool and other fabrics, is still immature. Our dip-dyeing will not fade even if you wash it in a hundred water.

The international dip-dyeing technology requires extremely harsh temperatures to lose some color. However, after a few washes, the color will still fade, and the fabric is basically unusable.

And the international dip dyeing technology is very expensive. How long will it take them to earn back the cost of investing in this? How can there be a market when the common people find that their fabrics are nothing more than this?

Secondly, our brand is originally a high-end famous brand. In the final analysis, it is a brand provided for the truly successful people or the rich.

Even if it is worn by ordinary people, it will be enough to show off for a while, and if you can get it, you will have a brand of face wherever you go.

If he wants to sell at a high price, he must have the best fabrics and designs, but now the best fabrics are in our hands, do you think he can sell at a high price? "

Speaking of which, Lin Chuan threw away the newspaper and didn't take it seriously at all.

Xi Xiaolei now finally understands why Lin Chuan is so confident?

The reason is that he has thoroughly studied the development of the market, his understanding of the competition, and the pros and cons.

In contrast, Wang Kaizhe's head was hot, and he was doomed to fail in the end.

This market, not everyone can master, except Lin Chuan.

Xi Xiaolei looked at Lin Chuan ambiguous, and her inner appreciation was all intertwined with Lin Chuan with her eyes.

Lin Chuan saw that Xi Xiaolei was trying to seduce him again, and hurriedly said, "By the way, has the first batch of fabrics for Brooke been sent?"

Xi Xiaolei calmed down for a moment, then smiled and said, "It has already been sent out. This time, a total of 300,000 fabrics were sent to him. Now our own fabrics are very nervous, and Brook is still a little dissatisfied!"

This dead foreigner, he is not satisfied.

It would be nice to promise him a deal, and pick and choose.

Speaking of this, Lin Chuan immediately got up and said, "Go ahead, I'll go to the machinery factory!"

When Lin Chuan came to the machinery factory, it happened that the day-shift workers were off work.

When passing by the gate of the factory, Lin Chuan found several workers walking outside the factory with heavy bags on their backs.

Lin Chuan stopped them immediately.

When they saw it was the boss, several people greeted him hurriedly and politely.

"Hi boss!"

Lin Chuan also smiled and said, "Hello, what is in your bag?"

Several people looked at each other and refused to speak.

At this time, Song Qinglin and other workers also gathered around.

As soon as he saw the workers, Song Qinglin said with a frown, "It's you guys again, are you stealing something from the factory and selling it for money?"

As he said that, he went forward and grabbed the bags from several people. When he opened it, he saw that it contained some mechanical parts, such as screws and material heads, which weighed dozens of pounds.

Lin Chuan frowned coldly.

"Deputy Director Song, please explain to me, what is this for?"

Song Qinglin gave a few workers a vicious look, and hurriedly explained: "President Lin, it's like this, these workers' family conditions are not very good, so they usually pick up some scraps and sell them for money!"

This sentence made Lin Chuan's impression of Song Qinglin plummet.

There's nothing wrong with speaking straight, but if you can't speak, that's the problem.

First of all, he did not speak from the boss's standpoint, but gave reasons for a few workers first.

Secondly, I usually pick it up and sell it, it seems that this is not the first time.

Lin Chuan saw that in the bag, many parts were brand new, and the screws were all new, how could it be scrap?

This is obviously to take him as ignorant, right?

Seeing the gloomy expression on Lin Chuan's face, several workers were still enthusiastic.

One of the workers, who had some social habits, said disdainfully: "Boss, it's nothing. There are six people in my family, and it's worth my salary, and I can't get enough to eat.

It's not a big deal for me to pick up some scraps and sell them. When Director Wu was there, he didn't care about us! "

Another worker said: "Isn't it just some scrap? Don't worry about him, we can take it away, I see who dares to stop me!"

Lin Chuan looked at the two workers coldly. They were almost fifty years old, and they were arrogant and uneducated.

Such people are the most hateful.

Lin Chuan then looked at Song Qinglin again, and said coldly, "You are more hateful than them, I asked you to be the deputy director, is that how you did it for me?

Scrap, right? Do you see if those parts are scrap? Do you see those screws are new? Do you think I'm blind or are you blind?

Every screw in the factory is bought with money. This kind of behavior is stealing. I think you, the deputy director, should stop doing it. You and these workers don't need to do it! "

"what?"

Song Qinglin's face suddenly turned terrified.

However, the workers also became anxious.