"These clothes seem to be selling very well in China now!"
Zhao Lan opened his clothes and motioned for everyone to take a look.
"Oh, our mother-in-law also bought one of these clothes. She said she had to wait in line for half an hour!"
"Yes, I also bought one and gave it to my girlfriend! For this reason, my girlfriend even made love to me for several days!"
"How many women don't have this kind of clothes nowadays? If someone wears such a beautiful dress on the road, it's like a living advertisement. Everyone is rushing to ask where they bought it."
"It's just that I always feel that this dress looks a little familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere, but I feel like I've never seen it before."
The executives started talking one by one.
He was talking more and more excitedly, and the topics were confusing.
"Bang bang bang!"
At this time, Zhao Lan couldn't stand it any longer, so he banged on the table.
The office instantly became quiet.
All the senior executives looked back at Zhao Lan and remained silent.
Waiting for Zhao Lan to speak.
"You really see this dress and you only know that it looks good?"
"I only know that you buy it for your wife, buy it for your girlfriend, and buy it for your mistress?"
"Have you ever seen the manufacturer of these clothes?"
"And you, you are the only one who looks familiar!" Zhao Lan pointed at the person who said he looked familiar.
At this moment, through Zhao Lan's words, the man also felt something come to mind.
He directly picked up the clothes and looked at the tag.
Chuangshi Textile Clothing!
These four big characters on the tag appeared clearly in front of them.
Everyone was stunned immediately.
Then when I looked at these clothes, there was only one word in my mind.
That’s holding, 屮!
Everyone has thought of it.
What looks familiar, simply means that what is familiar can no longer be familiar, okay?
Isn’t the main part of the top of this dress the batch of loss-making clothes sold to Chuangshi Textile by Taiya Group?
"This...this is not..."
A senior executive pointed to the clothes and was so surprised that he was speechless.
A look of horror on his face.
"Yes!" Zhao Lan said loudly: "That's the batch of clothes!"
"I never thought that we, Taiya Textile, have so many designers and pattern makers, but in the end they are not as good as a small Chuangshi Textile!"
"They are still a newly established company, but their design capabilities far exceed ours!"
"I've raised a bunch of losers like you. This dress, in your hands, has been studied for so long, but there has been no progress!"
"But, in just a few days, not only did I come up with a better-looking design, but I also made this dress simple and beautiful."
"Are you all shit eaters?"
Zhao Lan was spitting out curses, and the desk in front of him was already covered with a layer of fine water droplets.
All the senior executives were even more silent.
Who the hell dares to speak at this time?
Especially the head of the design department, his head was so low that he almost broke his neck.
He kept chanting: You can't see me, you can't see me, you can't see me...
My feet were digging out of the ground to create a four-bedroom and one-living room.
But soon, Zhao Lan's spearhead came over.
"That one who works in design! Don't think I don't know you because you lower your head!"
He was so angry that he didn't even know the name of the design supervisor.
"Tell me, look at what so many designers under you do every day."
"Every day I only know how to copy other people's foreign ideas. When did you say you
Can you have your own creativity and your own brain?"
Zhao Lan said angrily while slamming the table.
In the end, he even sprayed out a bunch of Chinese quintessence.
The design director could only be forced to listen to Zhao Lan's accusations and national quintessence.
There was a lot of grievance in my heart.
After all, these things, to be honest, how many domestic designers are not tinkering with foreign designs?
Besides, this clothing was given to designers from some foreign brands at the time, but they were unable to design anything.
Not to mention designers like myself who graduated from Pheasant University.
Finally after several minutes.
Zhao Lan was finally so thirsty that he stopped his frantically outputting mouth.
After a period of exporting the quintessence of Chinese culture, Zhao Lan also finished expressing his inner passion.
Calm down a little.
"Do you have any good opinions on the current situation? Can you help us recover some losses?"
Zhao Lan asked as he looked at the people below.
The people below all curled their lips together.
At that time, you still thought that we could make a profit by handling these things for Chuangshi Textile Clothing.
What now?
It’s so straightforward. When you see others making money, you say you lost money?
You have to be Mr. Zhao as a human being!
But no one had anything to say. After all, at this time, whoever speaks more will die.
For a long time, there was silence in the office.
Zhao Lan also knew the result and waved his hands indifferently: "That's all, I don't think any of you can come up with a good idea."
I don’t know if it was because of Zhao Lan’s words that the people below were stimulated.
A supervisor in the crowd who usually kept silent suddenly spoke:
"Mr. Zhao, I think they can do it, why can't we do it? We can also make the same clothes, and we can do it cheaper than them, so I don't believe we can't sell to them."
As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately became quieter.
Everyone thought this man was going crazy.
Because of this idea, they have all thought of it, but they have not dared to do it because they think it is too simple.
Zhao Lan will definitely scold him.
Unexpectedly, after listening to this person's words, Zhao Lan...
A direct meal.
He patted his thigh and said, "Hold on! You can do it! Why didn't you tell me such a good method earlier!"
"Our Taiya Group has a greater advantage in producing these clothes. Is it possible that we are still afraid of their Chuangshi Textile Clothing?"
"Look at all of you, you're all so fat that you can't even use your brain!"
Everyone: "..."
Are you talking about us? Or are you talking about yourself?
But on the surface, no one said anything.
Just to express agreement.
Zhao Lan was very satisfied with this idea.
Be ready to start implementing it immediately.
So he immediately ordered: "Then this matter is settled."
"Anyway, there are ready-made sample clothes, and we also have them on hand."
"As for the cloth, we may not be able to buy it because the factories that produce this fabric are overwhelmed by orders from Chuangshi Textile."
"Let's find a cheap substitute and use this substitute to produce the clothing properly, and strive to be fast, accurate and ruthless."
"We have already missed it once, and this time it will be because we were slow or because one of our departments fell behind."
"Hmph, I'll do the surgery on whoever it is!"
Zhao Lan said harshly.
Obviously, the success of Chuangshi Textile Clothing has stimulated him.
A group of senior executives responded one after another.
Then they all left the office.
Everyone is busy.
At this time, in Su Ming's office.
Hu Kaidi and others came here again to eat and drink.
"Su Ming, why did you sell these clothes to China in the first place?"
When Li Chengping saw Su Ming, he was the first to ask.
"You are not unaware of the situation in China. In a few days, all kinds of identical clothes will be everywhere on the streets."
He has a very thorough understanding of the domestic market, so he basically only does foreign business.
"Haha, because of this costume, I just took it out as a bait. The purpose is to sound a wake-up call to the major clothing factories in our country."
"Now that I have put the bait, I just don't know which fool will take the bait first."
"Whoever comes first will be the chicken that I kill to scare the monkeys."
Su Ming didn't hide anything after hearing this, he laughed and said cheerfully.
At the same time, he turned to look at Hu Kaidi: "Can I borrow the female lawyer from your company then?"