Su Hang glanced at David Jiang and asked with a smile: "Brother Jiang, how do you feel?"
David Jiang laughed heartily, and his eyes fell on Su Jing: "Comrade Su, it's better than I thought. You can definitely sell it for a good price!"
Su Jing's anxious heart finally let go.
She hugged Luo Ling'er, her eyes flushed: "Ling'er, did you hear it? Boss Jiang recognized my ability."
Luo Ling'er was also happy for her and patted her back: "Sister, you are the best."
Su Hang packed several cheongsams.
David Jiang did not stay long and decided to take his son back to Yangcheng in the afternoon.
After lunch, Suhang saw the father and son off from the garment factory.
"Wait a moment."
Su Jing ran over, perhaps out of breath because she was in a hurry.
Su Hang was puzzled: "Sister, what's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
Su Jing hesitated for a moment, then took out two embroidered bags from her pocket and handed them to David Jiang.
"Boss Jiang, I heard that you are motion sick. I put some homemade spices and herbs in this embroidery bag to relieve the discomfort caused by motion sickness."
David Jiang's eyes lit up and he immediately took the embroidered bag and smelled it.
A faint fragrance lingered in his nose, making him sober in an instant.
"Thank you, this is great!" David Jiang suddenly felt that he was saved.
"It's all small things." Su Jing shook her head quickly and handed another small bag to Jiang Yue: "These are some sour plums I fried. You can eat them as snacks on the road. If your father is not feeling well, you can also give them to him.
One."
Jiang Yue put away his bag, his eyes sparkling: "Thank you, Aunt Su!"
After chatting for a few more words, Su Hang left with David Jiang and his son.
Su Jing didn't turn around and leave until their figures disappeared from sight.
…
Lin Gao followed Du Laifu's instructions and moved the shirts from the warehouse to the store.
But he stood at the door of the shop and shouted for a long time, but no customer came.
Lin Gao was a little uneasy.
After all, the task given to him by Du Laifu was to sell all these shirts within one day.
Then use the money to buy silk fabrics from Jingxing Printing and Dyeing Factory.
But now...
Looking at the empty shop, Lin Gao was a little anxious.
Just when Lin Gao didn't know what to do, a man came over and said, "How much does the shirt you have here cost?"
Lin Gao raised his head.
I saw the man in front of me wearing an improved Mao suit, his leather shoes were polished, and he was wearing a watch on his wrist that few ordinary people could afford.
Lin Gao's eyes lit up.
The big boss is coming!
He quickly walked up to the man and said with a flattering look on his face: "Comrade, these shirts are produced by the 'Laifu' clothing factory. The quality and style are not available outside."
The man glanced at it and nodded slightly: "I'm from a neighboring city and want to buy a batch of shirts to sell back, so as long as the price is right, I can have them all."
Want it all...all?
Lin Gao looked shocked.
This is a rich man!
Lin Gao came to the man flatteringly, took out a cigarette and handed it to the man: "You...really want it all?"
The man took the cigarette, looked at it and threw it aside: "It's too cheap, I won't smoke it."
After saying that, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed one to Lin Gao.
Lin Gao took a look.
Oh my God, this is the most expensive cigarette. Even the big boss Du Laifu is reluctant to smoke it.
The man lit one, and when he saw Lin Gao staring at the box of cigarettes, his eyes straightened. He sneered and threw the remaining box to Lin Gao: "All for you."
Lin Gao looked at the cigarette in his hand and was so excited that his hands trembled.
He asked anxiously: "Boss, what's your...what's your surname?"
The man glanced at him, a look of contempt flashing across his lips.
He sat on a chair, crossed his legs, and said in a boss-like manner: "My surname is He."
Lin Gao quickly poured water: "Boss He, you just said you want them all. Is this... true?"
The man took a long puff of cigarette and sprayed it on Lin Gao's face: "Of course, what He Mei said is wrong? Can you count it and see how much it costs?"
Lin Gao didn't care about his rude behavior. All three words were in his mind, and it took him a while to wake up from his excitement.
"I have already counted them. There are 2,300 items in total. Each item costs 3.5 yuan. The total is..."
Before he finished speaking, He Mei slapped her hand on the table and opened her eyes angrily: "It's really insincere. I won't do this deal!"
He Mei stood up and walked towards the door without hesitation.
How could Lin Gao let the duck he got fly away?
He took a few steps and stood in front of He Mei: "Boss He, what do you mean? We can talk slowly about anything."
He Mei snorted coldly, with cold eyes: "I have inquired before, you have been selling it for two and a half yuan a while ago, and now you are selling it to me for three and a half yuan. Are you treating me like a fool?"
Lin Gao felt a chill running down his spine, and said carefully, "If it's two and a half dollars, we'll pay too much."
The man pushed him away and said disdainfully: "I won't buy it if it can't be sold. I heard that you sell shirts across the street. I'll go over there and have a look."
When Lin Gao heard this, he immediately became anxious and hugged He Mei's arm: "Boss He, let's talk about the price later. Everything is easy to discuss."
The anger on He Mei's face decreased a bit and she snorted.
"I want to see your sincerity, otherwise I will go to the other side."
Lin Gao smiled flatteringly: "Of course, we will definitely let you see our sincerity."
Lin Gao pulled and pulled He Mei to a chair and sat down: "Boss He, the quality and style of our clothes are of the highest quality. Why don't we... just sell them to you for two and a half yuan and we will give them to you as gifts?"
How about having the goods delivered to your door?”
He Mei glared at Lin Gao dissatisfied and said straight to the point: "Two pieces, if you sell them, I will take them all away, no need to deliver them to your door."
"Two dollars?"
Lin Gao was dumbfounded when he heard this number.
Du Laifu gave him a rule that he could only sell it for two and a half yuan. This guy suddenly bargained down to two yuan. This... what should he do?