Surprise! The rough husband is the hidden boss of the period literature

Chapter 299 The Trigger is Coming
After returning to the team, Xu Qinghuan gave Yu Xiaomin a sack of cloth, and the girls were immediately overjoyed.

There was no news from Wang Juan and Tian Xia for a while, and no response was received. However, Qiao Xinyu said excitedly that he was going to the county department store to do business.

"Just do it. Make a few more sets of clothes first. I'll go back and guarantee that they can be sold for you. If they can't be sold, the money will be mine." Qiao Xinyu said, patting his chest.

Xu Qinghuan said, "I've already agreed on a cooperation agreement with the county's textile factory. Now, we need to set up the factory and complete all the paperwork with the commune. This way, we can purchase goods from the textile factory on a public-to-public basis and follow the formal transaction procedures."

Otherwise, it would become speculation.

"One more thing, Xiaoyu, for each piece of clothing, how much fabric is used, how much does the cloth cost, how much is the labor cost, and all the other miscellaneous expenses like management fees, machine wear and tear, electricity costs, etc., after deducting a series of expenses, how much profit should we set, and what will be the final selling price? This account must be calculated clearly."

Xu Qinghuan quickly drew up a quotation, and clearly specified for her the proportion of each item in the total cost.

In her previous life, she had seen too many quotations like this.

Qiao Xinyu slapped his head and said, "Oh, I'll do it right away. No, why is there an electricity bill involved? Our sewing machine doesn't need electricity!"

Jiang Xingye added, "Are we rushing to finish the work at night? If so, how will we find the lighting?"

Yu Xiaomin chuckled, mainly because Jiang Xingye's expression seemed to be mocking Qiao Xinyu's stupidity.

Xu Qinghuan smiled, and before Qiao Xinyu could get angry, she said, "I suggest you make a picture album, list the price of each set of clothes in the album, and then use this to sign an agreement with them.

Also, if the other party wants to establish a long-term cooperative relationship with us, we should make it clear that first, they sign an agreement, and second, they pay a deposit first. We will then ship the goods and pay cash on delivery. We can use a 361 or 46 payment method.

When Xu Qinghuan was talking, Jiang Xingye pricked up his ears and listened to every word.

Qiao Xinyu raised her hand and said, "Excuse me, let me ask again, what does 361 mean?"

"When placing an order for a batch of goods, you pay 30% of the payment first. After our goods arrive, you pay 60%. If there are no problems with the goods, you pay the final 10%."

Xu Qinghuan added, "Of course, we will strive for a 40% to 60% payment model, but the prerequisite is that we must ensure that our goods are free of defects."

Yu Xiaomin pointed at the defective goods Xu Qinghuan had brought, "Huanhuan, but what if these fabrics themselves have defects?"

"Then we'll sell them at a lower price. We'll print out the samples first. When Xiaoyu goes to try to secure orders, we can have her take these clothes to show people. Our main sales channels will be in Anguang County. Once we have good quality fabrics, we'll sell our products mainly to the big cities."

"That's a good idea." Qiao Xinyu said.

"Then let's give our clothing brand a name," Xu Qinghuan said. "In the future, we'll put our logo on clothes. We'll strive to make wearing our clothes a symbol of both our brand and our status."

I have to say, this chicken soup was well-made. The three girls were extremely excited and thought of several names. Jiang Xingmei even suggested calling it "Four Flowers", but Xu Qinghuan thought it was too tacky.

Finally, Qiao Xinyu made the final decision, "Four Sisters, let's call them Four Sisters."

Xu Qinghuan drew a simple picture of four little girls holding hands on the spot and threw it to Qiao Xinyu, "You figure out how to handle the paperwork. Also, go find a printing factory and have some labels printed to hang on your clothes."

After a few people discussed it, they went to find Jiang Baohua together.

"You guys go, Mei Zi and I will quickly make a few more clothes." Yu Xiaomin's hands started to itch when she saw the cloth.

"Okay, hurry up and get to work."

Although there are two sewing machines, cutting is the main task. Now there is no cutting bed, so Yu Xiaomin relies on a pair of scissors. The workload is not small.

The weather has been sunny for several days, and the first corn thresher has been assembled. Dai Yifeng is now leading people to conduct experiments on the threshing ground.

"It's only been a few days, and the corn isn't even dried yet. How can this be done? Won't it be a waste of food?" Old Master Jiang was there, and Dong Laosang kept nagging in his ear. The old man smiled and said nothing. When he talked too much, the old man would say, "How much can be wasted? You can't accomplish something without paying any price!"

Jiang Baohua was organizing the event on the side, his face flushed with excitement.

Tang Quantong also brought people over. There were many people from the commune, but they were all silent.

The county has criticized the commune, but no one is convinced. This was a natural disaster, but it was because of the harvesters and threshers produced by Shangjiang Brigade that the county said it was a man-made disaster.

In particular, Tang Quantong used three jobs and two hundred yuan to exchange for the harvester drawings, which now have become evidence of his guilt.

Fortunately, if the matter is reported further up, the county will also be held responsible. Now everyone is in the same boat, except for the Shangjiang Brigade.

When Xu Qinghuan came over, he was met with Tang Quantong's indescribable sour face.

Jiang Xingye didn't even look at him, but went straight to look at the thresher.

This thresher was quite large. After Jiang Yinhua poured a basket of corn into it, Dai Yifeng called out, "Captain, are you going to operate it during the first start-up?"

In the surrounding area, men, women, young and old all came to watch, and the Shangjiang Brigade was just like celebrating the New Year.

Jiang Baohua extended his hand toward Tang Quanyi, "Deputy Director Tang, how about you come?"

"No, no, it's still you!"

To be honest, Tang Quantong doesn't dare to touch anything from Captain Jiang anymore. These new technologies are really causing him a lot of harm.

The director of the commune has been transferred and no new director has been appointed. If he works harder, it is entirely possible that he will be able to regain his position. But now he dare not even think about it. He will be very happy if he can hold on to his current position.

Jiang Baohua didn't care too much and walked forward to press the red button.

The thresher rumbled into action, plump corn kernels came out of one opening, and bare corn cobs came out of the other.

Suddenly, thunderous applause broke out.

Dai Yifeng called out, "Come on, bring all the corn over here. Take as much as you can today, and we'll dry the kernels later."

Everyone rushed to get in.

Compared with other brigades, which were given the task of rushing to harvest the crops in the fields and looked listless and full of complaints, the members of Shangjiang Brigade who were rushing to work were a breath of fresh air.

"Director, Shangjiang Brigade has been lacking a secretary for a long time. Should we transfer one from the commune, or let them choose one themselves?" Yang Tangwu stepped closer and whispered, "We reported Shangjiang Brigade as a disaster site, but they don't know yet."

What this means is that it would be best to transfer someone from the commune who knows the person well, so that the work can go smoothly.

"We don't know when they will sell this thresher. If they do, some things won't be covered up anymore," Yang Tangwu continued.

Tang Quantong's eyes darkened, and he hummed, "I'd also like to hear the opinions of the Shangjiang Brigade later. Right now, the other brigades are still rushing to harvest the crops and are suffering heavy losses. It would be best if they could help."

We are all from the same class, and we should share the same hardships!"

The middle finger of my right hand must have tenosynovitis, it hurts so much.

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