North America 1849, from Gold Rush to Warlord

Chapter 10 You are simply a genius
Jason chose to join in as expected, and Zu just smiled slightly and turned to look at Vic.

Vic immediately understood the meaning in A-Zu's eyes and shrugged without hesitation: "Jason, an Irish guy, is willing to play a big game with you. What other choice do I have?"

Vic added: "I'm willing to pay any price to get out of debt!"

"Even life!" Vic added!
"You old man, I don't want to die yet!" Jason muttered dissatisfiedly.

A-Zu smiled and said, "I don't want anyone's life, but...!"

"But what?"

Ah Zu stared into their eyes and continued, "However...if you are sure to join my plan, then everything must be centered around me! In addition to repaying your debts, I will also take the lion's share of the profits. Do you agree?"

"I agree!"

Vic only thought about it for a moment and immediately agreed.

"Vic, you!" Jason was still hesitant, and said hesitantly: "Do you really trust him like this? Without any reservations?"

Vic spread his hands and said, "I have no choice but A-Zu!"

"Neither have you!"

"Lee, you're good at creating miracles!" Vic added, "I've said it before, your brain and personality aren't suited to business! Like me, you have no choice but to completely trust A-Zu!"

Jason's eyes darted back and forth between Zu and Vic for a long time before he shrugged. "Okay, I agree!"

Three pairs of hands finally clasped together tightly!
"Um... can I join in? Although, I don't know what you guys are planning to do!"

Weiwei stood up, raised her hand and smiled: "I always feel that you are doing something very important. If you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life."

"So, can I join you?"

"Of course, my angel, my savior!" A-Zu smiled and took Vivian's hand, and the four hands pressed together: "Welcome aboard!"

Harley also wanted to join, but after hesitating for a long time, he was too embarrassed to raise his hand, thinking that he was nothing and not qualified!

After dinner, the four of them came to Jason's office, took a glass of after-dinner wine, and sat down.

"Okay, Li, now is the time to finally show your hand, right?"

Vic reached out to pat Zu's shoulder, raised his hand, hesitated slightly, and then put it down.

"I will set up a company, and the four of us will be the founding shareholders!"

A Zu slowly revealed his cards: "Mr. Jason, you invested in the company with old wood and canvas, accounting for 25% of the shares."

"Mr. Vick, you are investing 20% ​​of the shares in the credit agreements of our thirteen Chinese workers, as well as the shipping company and the tailor shop."

"Vivian, you own 4%."

Jason opened his mouth, looked at Vivian and then at A-Zu, but finally, at the hint of Vic's smiling eyes, he said nothing.

“I own 51%.”

"The name of the company is... Huamei Industry!"

“And our company’s first product is… jeans!!!”

"jeans?"

Facing the three foreigners who looked confused, A Zu did not rush to answer.

The agreement and charter were drafted first, with each of the four people receiving a copy. After they signed and sealed their names, they could proceed.

"As you all know, gold prospectors from all over the world flocked here, and for many years afterwards, the population of San Francisco would increase dramatically." "Gold prospectors worked year-round in wild rivers and mines panning for gold. The environment was extremely harsh, and no matter if they were wearing cotton, linen, or anything else, their clothes would wear out quickly."

"Mr. Jason, you should know best how much a gold digger wears out his clothes, especially his pants."

Jason nodded. "That's right. Ordinary clothes worn by gold diggers will be completely worn out in just one or two months. Even the best quality clothes will only last three months at most!"

“So, clothing expenses have become a major expense for gold diggers!”

A-Zu continued, "We use the strongest canvas to make the strongest jeans. Unless they are intentionally damaged, they are almost impossible to wear out or tear!"

"What? Making pants out of canvas?"

"Yes, canvas is also cloth, the strongest cloth in the world. Why can't it be made into pants? Why didn't I think of this?"

"Wow... Lee, you're a genius!"

"Hahaha! This is a brilliant idea! Li, you are absolutely an amazing genius! I want to hug your face and give you a big kiss right now!"

A-Zu glanced at Jason with disdain: "This is for Vivian!"

"Boer!"

Vivian held up A-Zu's face and gave him a kiss!
"Discrimination, Li, you are blatantly discriminating! Hahahaha!"

Jason's old face broke into a smile, but then his head drooped as he turned around and said in frustration, "Damn it! Why couldn't I come up with such a brilliant idea? Otherwise, I would have been the richest man in the Bay Area long ago!"

Jason stared at Zu's forehead with great certainty: "Lee, your head must have been kissed by God!"

A Zu smiled and shook his head, then continued, "With Mr. Jason's old canvas inventory, I estimate that we can produce at least over 100,000 pairs of jeans!"

"More than ten... ten thousand? Oh my God! What a fortune that would be!"

"A-Zu, tell me quickly, how much can these jeans sell for?"

A Zu thought for a moment and said, "One dollar and two cents a piece!"

"That's... over a hundred thousand dollars!"

"Oh My God! Oh My God!"

One foreign girl, two foreigners, I almost went crazy when I heard this number!

Compared to their immense excitement, A-Zu was very calm. He simply said, "Don't be too happy just yet! Over a hundred thousand pairs of jeans, let alone when they can be produced, even if everyone in California bought one pair, they still wouldn't be able to sell them all!"

Currently, the total resident population in California is only about 100,000. Even San Francisco, the most populous city, has only about 25,000 people.

Of course, Indians, Chinese workers and foreign gold prospectors who flocked from all over the world do not count!
After pouring a bucket of cold water on everyone, A-Zu picked up a pen and paper and started drawing the design of jeans.

I am used to drawing extremely complex mechanical design drawings, so even though I have never done anything like this before, I don’t want to make it too easy for myself when drawing jeans design drawings.

The white canvas was dyed a stain-resistant blue, and to ensure it was strong enough, A-Zu added double stitching and copper nails.

After finishing the drawing, A Zu continued, "Let's try to produce some jeans according to the design. Then we can take the design and the product to the Patent Office to register the design and brand patents."

"By the way, does San Francisco have a patent office now?"

Jason took over the conversation. "There's no patent office! But... you can go to the municipal building and register a patent there."

"That's good!" A-Zu thought for a moment and continued, "As for the registered brand name...let's call it Levi's!"

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