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This group of people, all wearing suits and carrying briefcases, spoke with a southern accent, and were walking towards the factory.

Some staff even regarded Lin Chuan as being with them, and said to Lin Chuan with a smile, "Sir, this way please!"

Lin Chuan thought it was funny, but he didn't say anything, just in time to visit.

And it was Yuan Meiqing who led the team.

In a previous life, Lin Chuan had heard of this woman's name and some news about her.

Now seeing this Yuan Meiqing, she is in her thirties, with delicate skin and a good figure.

Her shoulder-length hair made her very feminine.

Although he is also wearing factory work clothes, his temperament and appearance are still good.

Especially her melon-seed face, her eyebrows and eyes, she looks very sexy.

In Lin Chuan's previous life, after the factory closed, she also committed suicide.

Walking into the factory, it is very lively here.

The workers were busy in front of the loom, and the heat waves rolled out, and the produced fabrics fell together little by little.

Yuan Meiqing explained with a smile as she walked, "These textile machines, as well as cotton winding machines, shuttle machines, etc., were all newly purchased last year.

Now the annual output of my factory can reach 50,000 meters, and the fabrics we produce also meet the standards of fabric production! "

Lin Chuan immediately picked up a piece of fabric and glanced at it briefly, causing Lin Chuan to grin.

This production of pure cotton fabrics are natural fiber fabrics.

This era is mainly based on this fabric, and there is no technology for synthetic fiber fabrics and artificial synthetic fiber fabrics.

Even so, the quality of this fabric is still a bit unreasonable.

The fabric is about the tightness and hardness, and the thickness and breathability are not important.

However, Lin Chuan found that the cloth in his hand was neither dense nor firm enough, and the fibers would break with a little force.

Not only Lin Chuan found that the quality was not good, but even those southerners also discovered this problem one after another.

One of the thin middle-aged men kept frowning and shaking his head.

"Boss Yuan, the machinery and equipment you have here are really good, but I don't understand how you can use such a good machine to produce such inferior fabrics?

If the fiber is not hard enough, it will break after pulling, and the latitude and longitude are all messed up, and there are hair defects. If such fabrics are sold to our garment factory, they will be pitting us! "

Yuan Meiqing seemed particularly nervous, and hurriedly explained: "Boss Han, this is the case, because there are some problems with the raw materials we purchased, and the workers are not skilled in the operation, so this batch of fabrics will have such a situation,

However, our technicians have already begun to make adjustments. We can sell this batch of fabrics to your garment factories at a cheaper price. If they are used as accessories, there is no problem! "

Not only did Lin Chuan feel helpless to hear this explanation, but the boss Han also had a helpless smile on his face.

Then he said directly: "Boss Yuan, it's not a matter of money or not, even if it's accessories, it won't work, even if it's the lining of clothes, the water will break after two washes, it won't work!

Forget it, let's not waste each other's time. Originally we were going to Huishi Textile Factory, but you dragged us here and showed us such fabrics,

You are wasting our precious time! "

Yuan Meiqing also wanted to explain that Boss Han didn't give any chance at all.

"Stop talking, we can only go to Huishi Textile Factory now, sorry, sorry!"

After all, Boss Han led the crowd and walked out of the factory building while shaking his head.

Lin Chuan didn't think about leaving because he felt a little strange.

The equipment of this textile factory is all new. If it is adjusted well, there will be no such problem at all.

There is only one reason, and that is man-made.

Either the technology is not good, or someone does it on purpose.

Yuan Meiqing didn't want to give up the business, and apologized while chasing after Boss Han.

"Boss Han, it's almost noon, the restaurant has already been booked, why do you have to have lunch!"

Boss Han shook his head and waved his hand and said, "Don't eat it, don't eat it, Boss Yuan, don't say it anymore, you don't want to give us the fabrics you produce for free, what you produce is garbage,

Without any use value, it is hard for me to imagine how such a good factory can produce such garbage? "

In the end, Boss Han didn't even want to talk to Yuan Meiqing.

Yuan Meiqing stood blankly at the door of the factory building. The breeze made her hair messy.

Feeling powerless, she leaned gently against the gate of the factory building, tears of sadness, despair and helplessness swirling in her eyes.

The employees bowed their heads in silence.

Instead, it was Lin Chuan, who continued to watch in the workshop.

In the previous life, his textile factory exported various textiles worth tens of billions of dollars every year.

I know too much about the equipment and production process in the textile factory.

At this time, Yang Xiaonan, Yuan Meiqing's secretary, found Lin Chuan's figure and asked suspiciously, "Why hasn't that person left yet?"

Yuan Meiqing wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and turned to look at Lin Chuan.

At this time, Lin Chuan was carefully looking at the design of the warp and weft lines in front of the shuttle, and his brows were tightly knit together.

"Sir, are you..."

Yuan Meiqing looked at Lin Chuan's back strangely and asked.

Lin Chuan has already seen the problem, but he thinks it should be complicated.

So he turned around and smiled, "I'm here to order fabrics, my name is Lin Chuan!"

As soon as she heard that she was about to order fabrics, Yuan Meiqing's desperate eyes immediately returned to her splendor.

But thinking of the quality of her fabrics, she still suppressed the excitement.

"You have also seen our fabric. If you think it can be used, I can sell it to you at a lower price!"

The heat wave in the factory made Lin Chuan feel very depressed. As he walked to the door, he said, "I have bought a lot of fabrics. I need at least 50 rolls a day. Can your productivity meet the requirements?"

Lin Chuan did not refuse, which made Yuan Meiqing seem to see hope again.

She hurriedly caught up with Lin Chuan and said sincerely, "We can produce it, and we can produce as much as you want!"

Lin Chuan, who had just walked out of the factory, suddenly stopped and said coldly, "But the quality of the products is not good at all. That boss Han is right. The things you produce are all rubbish!"

These words were as if the thunder of the sunny sky had exploded on Yuan Meiqing's face, causing all the bitterness in her heart to squeeze onto her beautiful cheeks.

Lin Chuan immediately asked, "You are the manager of a textile factory, don't you know the reason? Do you know textiles?"

Yuan Meiqing was about to cry.

He said pitifully, "If I understood, would it still be like this?"

Lin Chuan was shocked.

Really do not understand ah?