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Chapter 6 Empty Gloves White Wolf

"Mr. Jiang, if you need any help, just open your mouth."

Kong Zhuo looked like he was so righteous.

Before he knew it, he changed his name to Jiang Hua. Through contact with Bao Yuqian, he knew that some wealthy families were very fond of this.

"I have a friend who graduated from a prestigious Ivy League university abroad and just returned to China. He used to work as a fashion designer at Chanel. Do you know Chanel?"

Jiang Hua took a sip of red wine elegantly.

He made friends out of nothing, and he was familiar with this routine in his previous life.

"Of course I know, international luxury brands!"

Kong Zhuo nodded repeatedly.

He heard an old friend who went abroad to investigate mentioned that it was a bag from Chanel, but the price was his salary for half his life, which was so terrifying!

Unexpectedly, Mr. Jiang has such friends, who is worthy of being a wealthy young man!

"I plan to open a clothing factory with this friend."

Jiang Hua said in a light tone.

"Is Mr. Jiang ready to purchase raw materials from our textile factory?"

Kong Zhuo's heartbeats a little fast.

After a meal of wine, I actually drank a business order, and pies fell from the sky!

"Well, your career is just starting out, and you're making a small fuss. You can buy a denim worth 10,000 yuan to discover the market trend."

Jiang Hua's tone was as relaxed as when he was in a vegetable market, he asked an aunt to buy cabbage.

What does it mean to be 10,000 yuan this year?

Can buy a two-bedroom house in a first-tier city!

The number of this batch of denim is twenty times higher than Jiang Hua's original plan.

"No problem, I'll just approve a note when you look back, and you can just go to the warehouse to get the goods."

Kong Zhuo waved his hand and didn't even ask Jiang Hua how he was going to pay the bill.

Jiang Hua was a little excited after being easily successful in his routine.

He secretly warned himself that he should be steady and not be tempted, and there are still some hidden dangers that need to be eliminated in advance.

Jiang Hua toasted a glass of wine and said a few words of thanks. The atmosphere at the table became more and more harmonious.

"Director Kong, I followed my mother when I was young and lived in Xiangjiang for a while. After returning to Jiangzhou, do you know what my biggest feeling is?"

Jiang Hua is always in a hurry and has always mastered the rhythm of conversation.

What kind of lies are the easiest to believe? Seven points are true and three points are false!

Jiang Hua is a native native, and this is easy to investigate, which is a hidden danger.

However, he lost his father since childhood. When he was very young, he followed his mother and lived in his uncle's house in another place for a period of time.

He secretly changed this experience, and even if Kong Zhuo investigated it, he could not tell whether it was true or false.

“What is it?”

Kong Zhuo subconsciously asked.

"We're so poor!"

Jiang Hua said in a heartbroken tone.

"Yes, the gap between our mainland and Xiangjiang is too big."

Kong Zhuo muttered to himself, his tone of emotion.

He didn't even notice it himself, and he was walking completely following Jiang Hua's conversation rhythm.

"So, if I want to change this situation, I will be bleeding the same blood. Why should the people of Xiangjiang come to the mainland and be superior to others?"

Jiang Hua was passionate and guided the atmosphere.

"Yes, Mr. Jiang, I support you in starting a business. We want to build our own leading enterprise!"

During this period, Kong Zhuo was so embarrassed that he was so cowardly in front of Bao Yuqian who was above his eyes.

Compared with the two, Jiang Hua, who was also from a wealthy family, seemed more approachable.

It’s just a pity that this young master Jiang’s identity is a bit embarrassing and cannot see the light.

"Director Kong, you and I will hit it off at first sight. If you need help in the future, just say a word."

Jiang Hua moved to Kong Zhuo, and the two of them stood arm and looked like good brothers.

"Mr. Jiang, I really have something to do, I need your help."

Kong Zhuo narrowed his eyes, and cunning flashed in his eyes.

"What's up?"

Jiang Hua said "come" in his heart, and he knew that the old fox's advantage was not that easy to take.

"Some time ago, the country advocated export and foreign exchange earnings. Our factory responded to the call and produced a batch of high-end suit fabrics in accordance with Armani's needs."

Kong Zhuo said slowly.

"Then, the bid was lost?"

Jiang Hua has guessed the development of the matter.

Armani is an international brand with extremely high requirements for raw materials. It is difficult for domestic textile technology to meet the standards.

"Yes, the backlog of fabrics in the warehouse is very troublesome."

Kong Zhuo rubbed his eyebrows.

This batch of fabrics is a high-end suit fabric with a very high cost. At present, no one in the domestic clothing factory dares to take over.

"You want to ask me for help and contact the clothing factory in Xiangjiang?"

Jiang Hua guessed the old fox’s thoughts.

Only Xiangjiang people can afford this kind of high-end fabric.

"Please give me a little Jiang."

Kong Zhuo looked at Jiang Hua with anticipation.

Jiang Hua narrowed his eyes and did not rush to answer. He thought about how to operate this matter.

In an instant, a plan appeared faintly from his heart.

At present, the popular suits in China are all that wide double-breasted, which are both rustic and ugly.

If he could eat this batch of fabrics, according to the design concept of later generations, he would produce a batch of fashionable suits, and then drag it to Xiangjiang with a boat, turn it around, and just put it in an English trademark, and finally drag it back.

Then these suits have been transformed into foreign brands.

Unlike Kong Zhuo's pessimism, he is very optimistic about the domestic market. When the transaction is changed, the profits will be very amazing!

However, it is impossible to keep Kong Zhuo as a state-owned enterprise director so exhausted that the price of this batch of fabrics is by no means a small amount, and it is impossible to bear credit.

Moreover, he has not even started his career now, lacks equipment and skilled turning workers, and even if he gets fabric, he cannot produce finished products.

He could only regard this matter as a long-term plan, and at present, he would be honest and make his bell-bottom pants, and strive to make his first pot of gold.

"Mr. Jiang?"

Seeing that Jiang Hua was silent all the time, Kong Zhuo shouted tentatively.

"Well, this matter is a bit difficult for you. Don't worry, I will solve it for you within three months."

Jiang Hua said confidently.

He did not fool him this time. Three months were enough for him to accumulate original capital. By that time, he believed that there would be a real clothing factory in his hands.

"Okay, I believe in Mr. Jiang's ability!"

Kong Zhuo raised his glass to toast.

After the main talk, the two started talking nonsense.

Jiang Hua had more than thirty years of experience and the words he said could arouse Kong Zhuo's deep thoughts, making him feel that this young man with great ambition and ability.

After dinner, it was completely dark.

Jiang Hua stood at the door of the hotel and sobered up. He refused Kong Zhuoxiang's offer to send him off. He returned to the meeting place he had made an appointment with his childhood friend.

Zhang Tiezhu squatted on the tractor, curling up like a monkey, the climate was changing and the temperature suddenly dropped a lot at night.

"Why did you come? I'm almost frozen to death."

Zhang Tiezhu complained that looking at the ghost weather, there was probably a heavy rain at night.

"I've gone to do something, go home first, it's going to rain."

Jiang Hua is in a good mood and has all the equipment and raw materials, and he is almost ready to pick up money.
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