bullyxtreme Chapter 135 Signing the OEM Contract
Chapter 135 Signing the OEM Contract
Li Cunxi opened the office door.
Lu Changgui crossed his legs and was listening to the tape recorder, which was playing a cross talk by Ma Sanli.
"Brother Lu?"
Li Cunxi shouted.
Lu Changgui really regarded Li Cunxi as one of his own, and directly asked Li Cunxi to sit down without changing his posture.
Li Cunxi closed the door and sat at his desk.
"Are you satisfied with the sample?"
Lu Changgui asked.
"Well, the effect is good, so I want to talk to you about signing the contract."
Li Cunxi went straight to the point.
Hearing this, Lu Changgui put his legs down from the table and sighed: "Brother, I'm sorry for this."
Li Cunxi's heart tightened and he asked, "Did you place an order privately and encountered obstacles from above?"
"It's not a big obstacle. It's just that the above said that personal orders like yours are uncertain and the processing fee will be higher."
"How many?"
Li Cunxi asked back.
Lu Changgui stretched out four fingers.
"Four yuan for a piece of clothing?"
Li Cunxi asked again.
"Correct."
Lu Changgui nodded.
Li Cunxi took a deep breath.
It is indeed not cheap. A tailor can make a piece of clothing at the night market for only one to two yuan at most. The factory is very efficient, and his pants do not require any embroidery skills, so the price is around one yuan at most.
This garment factory basically treated him like a fat pig and slaughtered him.
But there is no way.
The iron law of ups and downs was there, and he didn't dare to find someone to process it in large quantities alone.
"Okay, then let's sign the contract for four dollars apiece."
"There is also a restriction. A minimum of [-] pieces of clothing must be processed, and the processing fee must be paid in one lump sum."
Lu Changgui felt a little embarrassed at the end.
After all, Li Cunxi really helped him a lot.
But there was nothing he could do. Who gave him the big appetite, and Li Cunxi's decision to let a state-owned factory process orders in his own name was indeed unprecedented.
If you want other people's relevant leaders to take responsibility for making decisions, you do have to pay a price.
Li Cunxi frowned: "Can't this quantity be negotiated?"
He calculated the fabrics he bought and processed three to four thousand pairs of trousers.
This leaves half a gap.
"Xiao Li, let me tell you this, this is a thankless job for you. The person above also agreed after my hard persuasion and ordered me to disguise your order as a contract for a foreign-funded factory in order to hide it. If you If you want to bargain and let a state-owned factory do the work, it might be a scam."
Lu Changgui said sincerely.
"Then let's sign a contract for [-] pieces. You make the first batch of fabrics for me first, and I'll figure out how to do the rest."
Li Cunxi rubbed his temples with his hands.
He doesn't plan to buy another batch of denim fabrics.
With the opening of the market, there are only a lot more stalls selling jeans in the capital. Three to four thousand pieces of clothing are enough to digest for a while.
As for what to do with those two thousand pieces of clothing.
He still needs to think about it.
"Okay, then I'll let someone make the contract. Since I'm borrowing the name of another foreign investor to make the contract for you, you don't need to sign. Just hand over the 4000 yuan."
"Okay, I'll get you the money."
Li Cunxi stood up and left.
He is quite wealthy now.
First of all, the batch of silk bat shirts were snatched up by foreigners at high prices on Xiushui Street and sold for more than 4 yuan. Secondly, the night market stalls in his hands were all sold this month, for more than 6 yuan. Originally, It could be sold at a higher price, but who would have imagined it? Director Zou of the Urban Management Section, whom he wanted to make friends with, revealed a piece of news to him, saying that someone above him knew that someone was reselling the night market stalls.
We plan to ask all vendors to go to the night market management office to take photos and register their identities, so that one person has one stall. As for those who have multiple stalls, we will find ways to force recycling.
He had no choice but to deal with it at a low price. The stalls that were originally two thousand each were sold for three hundred, five hundred, and in the end, one hundred was not too little. Finally, all the stalls were disposed of before the policy was implemented.
After paying the money.
Li Cunxi came to the workshop again, planning to add some elements to the samples.
First, the brand logo, swallow, and letters embroidered on the outside of the pants should be printed with eye-catching gold thread.
Secondly, the legs and hems of women's trousers have an extra layer of embroidery, and the patterns are mainly based on various seasonal flowers, which is very colorful.
Third, five-pointed star embroidery is added to the male trouser legs, also using eye-catching gold thread.
Fourth, the stitching density of trousers is twice as high as that of other clothes.
The four requirements may seem simple, but in fact they increase the workload of each piece of clothing several times.
But who made me spend four times more processing fees? I really feel sorry for the request if I don’t ask for more.
Of course.
He also did not intend to let his employees work overtime in vain. He asked Bai Maoqi to tell his employees that for every pair of pants that satisfied him, he would give an extra [-] cents commission to the employees who made the pants, so as to ensure the quality and quantity of his clothes.
leave the factory.
Li Cunxi went straight back home, took a drawing board, and drew all kinds of strange clothes. He spent the entire afternoon drawing, but couldn't find the right clothes.
In fact, in the 80s, people's understanding of trends has always been that celebrities wear whatever they wear.
But these days, there aren't many programs, and some of the TV stations have colorful mosaics hanging at two o'clock in the afternoon, so people don't have many types of clothes to choose from.
Moreover, clothes that were popular in later generations may not be popular today.
For example, solid-color cotton t-shirts, in this era, are regarded as two pieces of tattered sweatshirts, and they are not looked at at all.
I really can't think of it.
He threw the pencil on the table, and the large font lay on the bed, beginning to fall apart.
bang.
The outside door opens.
"come in."
Bai Xiaoyan's voice came.
then.
A gentle voice sounded.
"excuse me."
"It's okay, no one is home at this time."
Bai Xiaoyan answered with a smile.
Li Cunxi stood up suddenly.
I wipe?
He sneaked to the door and opened it a crack.
I could vaguely see a middle-aged man wearing a suit, gold-rimmed glasses, and a slicked back hairdo.
Although he is not as good-looking as him, he is still elegant and intellectual.
Who is this grandson?
How unbecoming is it to live in the same room with his wife who is alone and alone.
"Drink tea."
Bai Xiaoyan offered a cup of tea.
The middle-aged man took the tea with a smile, took a sip, and asked, "Are the clothes still appropriate?"
clothing?
Li Cunxi clenched his fists.
Whether his wife's clothes fit or not is none of his business.
"kindness."
Bai Xiaoyan responded.
"I will trouble you in the future."
The middle-aged man continued.
Li Cunxi resisted the urge to kick the door. Was he trying to live a happy life?