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Chapter 25 Deal
"Shut up!" Dong Guosheng shouted loudly with a livid face.

Feng Qingyang is his life-saving straw now. Whether the factory can survive depends on this business. Feng Qingyang came with an order, regardless of his age.

Fortunately, Feng Qingyang didn't take it seriously, and Dong Guosheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone stopped. Dong Guosheng was usually prestigious in the factory.

"Boss Feng, I'm sorry to make you laugh." He apologized, "No matter how old a hero is, Boss Feng, a young hero, don't be the same as them."

Feng Qingyang waved his hand: "Let's be practical. Whether I can place an order depends on the quality of your products."

"Don't worry about this. We have been making products for foreign companies. Their quality inspections are very strict. The quality of our products is absolutely excellent."

Dong Guosheng turned around and said, "Old Liu, go get our report."

"What report?" Lao Liu took a step forward and asked.

"Bring all the report certificates." Dong Guosheng said angrily.

After a while, Lao Liu came over with a stack of paper documents.

Dong Guosheng took it and showed it to Feng Qingyang one by one, including more than ten pieces of factory certificates, design drawings, quality inspection reports, and even the production license.

"Don't worry, Boss Feng. I have been working in the small factory for more than ten years. I use solid materials and never cut corners." Dong Guosheng chuckled and then rubbed his hands. "I just don't know how many orders Boss Feng can place?"

Dong Guosheng's tone was very careful, for fear that he would be too presumptuous and offend Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang made a scissor hand gesture and was about to speak.

"Two thousand orders." Dong Guosheng couldn't hide the disappointment in his tone.

He immediately realized that something was wrong and hurriedly said, "The two thousand orders are very life-saving for our factory. Thank you, Boss Feng, for your support."

The employees in the factory did not hide their disappointment.

There are 80,000 products piled up in the warehouse of the workshop. Two thousand orders can only be said to be better than nothing. A small amount of water cannot save the fire.

Feng Qingyang shook his head and said: "It's 20,000 orders, every month."

"Twenty thousand orders?!" the employee exclaimed, and there was a sudden commotion.

"Two, twenty thousand a month?" Dong Guosheng's eyes widened.

He wondered if he had heard it wrong. Twenty thousand yuan a month could really save the life of the factory!
As long as the inventory is digested and the current difficulties are overcome, the factory can continue to operate and gain breathing space to seek new orders.

Moreover, Dong Guosheng recalled Feng Qingyang's words and asked tentatively: "Is it every month, not one month?"

Feng Qingyang nodded.

Not surprisingly, Taobao's business can still be maintained for at least a few more years. We are now in an era of widespread smartphones. Until 2013, two years after Taobao launched its mobile version, the number of users has been in a stage of rapid growth.

Moreover, the store has been rapidly accumulating fans. With a fan base, the store will be guaranteed a lower limit for orders placed every month.

Dong Guosheng received a positive reply and was speechless for a moment with excitement.

"What are you doing standing around, old director, hurry up and sign the contract."

"Come on, boss Feng, let's have some tea."

"From the moment Boss Feng walked in, I felt that he was an extraordinary young man who could accomplish great things."

The employees urged Dong Guosheng and showed Feng Qingyang tea while praising him.

Feng Qingyang put the tea aside and said: "Don't sign the contract in a hurry. I have some conditions to talk about later. Now take me to see the product."

"Yes, yes! Let's look at the product quality first." Dong Guosheng's heart skipped a beat when he heard that there was no rush to sign the contract, and then he responded.

A group of people surrounded Feng Qingyang and went down to the first floor to the workshop and warehouse.

The employees are very active. They are very familiar with the products and enthusiastically explain the product advantages and process details to Feng Qingyang. Feng Qingyang wrote down these one by one, which can be used as selling points for marketing.

There are thirteen styles in total, with some ranging from more than a thousand pieces to tens of thousands, all of which are well-made.

Seeing Feng Qingyang's slight nod, Dong Guosheng's anxious heart relaxed, and it was 80% possible.

"What about the price?" Feng Qingyang asked.

This is the most critical part. The products of this foundry and the Lao Li Textile Factory next door are basically the same. They are both mid-range underwear. The materials and workmanship are very different. With Lao Li's price base, he can make comparisons.

"Price..." Dong Guosheng hesitated, his eyes changed several times, and finally he gritted his teeth, took out a pen and paper from his pocket, and started writing, "Here you go, Boss Feng."

A group of employees gathered around and exclaimed.

"Are you crazy, boss? You don't make money?"

"Yes, the factory is in trouble now, but you also have to spend money yourself."

"How much can you earn?"

Everyone has worked in the factory for several years, and usually has a rough idea of ​​the ex-factory price. However, the price Dong Guosheng quoted to Feng Qingyang, excluding the labor and site costs, was almost close to the land.

Now that I have an order and my salary seems to be settled, I start to think about my boss.

Dong Guosheng was unmoved: "Boss Feng, you have also seen that the 80,000 pieces of goods in stock are at this price. I, the old Dong, will never cheat on you. If you think it is okay, let's sign the contract now."

Feng Qingyang took the price list and glanced at it. Good guy, the average price per item is 6 to 7 yuan cheaper than that of Lao Li next door.

Feng Qingyang found a foundry across brands and distributors. The price and cost were already low, so Dong Guosheng cut his own teeth on this basis.

Compared with products with the same fabric technology on the market, Feng Qingyang can make an average profit of nearly 50 yuan per piece.

If you digest these inventories step by step, you will earn a profit of 400 million yuan, an average of 100 million yuan per month.

"Deal!" Feng Qingyang suppressed his excitement, "But as I just said, there is one condition."

"Say it!" Dong Guosheng secretly cheered, and it was almost done. As long as Feng Qingyang's request was not excessive, he would agree.

Feng Qingyang stated his request to supply 10,000 pieces in advance.

Dong Guosheng hesitated for less than a second: "Okay."

Now is the time to burn everything, and do extraordinary things in extraordinary times. He found no other way but to put his money on Feng Qingyang, hoping that this young man would bring him a miracle.

The process of signing the contract went smoothly, and Dong Guosheng's heart officially stopped.

The hand holding the contract trembled slightly, and his body slumped down on the sofa. Dong Guosheng looked at Feng Qingyang's young face, admiring and expressing gratitude one after another.

Although Feng Qingyang looks young, he behaves calmly and calmly.

If you are much stronger than yourself, your future generations will be formidable.

"How old is Boss Feng this year?" After signing the contract, Dong Guosheng's tone became more relaxed.

"18, just finished the college entrance examination."

"I just finished the college entrance examination..." Dong Guosheng was slightly startled, thinking that Feng Qingyang was very young, but he didn't expect to be so young.

His daughter who had just finished the college entrance examination came to mind, and he couldn't help but shake his head.

Also 18 years old, Feng Qingyang is talking about a multi-million business deal.

My daughter is still playing in the mud like a primary school student.

It's not Qian Ci, it's really playing in the mud...

(End of this chapter)