bullyxtreme Chapter 261 Get the order
Chapter 261 Get the order
A large number of people surrounded Li Cunxi as he walked in the workshop, like a star over the moon.
"Brother Li, is my workshop okay?"
Feng Tianxi asked with a smile.
Li Cunxi nodded: "It's very good. I looked at the clothes and the workers' stitching is also good."
Feng Tianxi sighed heavily: "Hey, the stitches are useless, but they still can't be sold."
Li Cunxi didn't answer, looked around at the workers who were pretending to be working, and said quietly: "Director Feng, let's get back to the business. I want you to help me make clothes for a while, but the condition is that I make the same style. , you are not allowed to use it to sell it under your own brand. I will indicate this in the contract. If you violate it, you will pay me ten times the labor and materials."
"If you agree, we will sign a contract. The first batch of orders will include labor and materials for 30 yuan. I also have a request here. I need the clothes urgently. For the daily orders, you can help me transport the orders to the capital by car. The toll and loading fees will be paid. , I will bear it.”
Feng Tianxi not only runs a garment factory, but also has his own brand, so he puts himself first as a villain and then as a gentleman, so as not to worry about the fact that the Xiaoyan brand has not yet entered Jincheng, and the clothes he designed have already been sold by Feng under his own brand. Everywhere.
"No problem, it's all small things."
Feng Tianxi agreed immediately.
The situation is stronger than the people. Now there are no orders in the factory to stop work. As long as there are orders, let alone agree to Li Cunxi's conditions, he can just kneel down and call Li Cunxi's father.
Moreover.
In addition to asking for Li Cunxi's order this time, he also wanted to ask Li Cunxi something.
Out of the workshop.
The group came to the warehouse again.
Li Cunxi looked at the mountains of ready-made clothes: "Director Feng, are these for sale?"
"You want?"
Feng Tianxi said in surprise.
Most of these are really good stocks, and now they are really good at price cuts, and he can't get rid of them even if he wants to.
"It's just a question. If the price is right, I'll take it. If it's not, forget it."
Li Cunxi didn't show too much concern.
The styles of these clothes cannot be said to be old, but they are not new either. When he bought them, he put them in the special price section to attract traffic.
Feng Tianxi rolled his eyes and made an eight sign: "Eight thousand pieces of clothing, 8 yuan, you pack them all. There are a thousand knitted sweaters in there, all in good style."
"Isn't it too early to sell knitted sweaters? Moreover, these knitted sweaters are all made of polyester wool. Nowadays, in order to earn taxes and fees, woolen spinning mills are opened in large quantities to produce polyester wool in various places. There is currently overcapacity for this product, and we can't wait until autumn and winter. This is better than indeed Liang Cheap."
Li Cunxi said as he squatted down and rummaged through his spring and summer singles.
Most of them are genuine.
Excluding those knitted sweaters, the price the other party gave him could only be said to be the going price, not the package price.
"[-]% of these are Doliang, right? Now the price of Doliang has plummeted, and the garment factory cannot even earn back the processing fee for processing this stuff. Brother Feng, my brother is giving you orders to make money, and you regard him as your bastard?"
Li Cunxi looked disgusted.
With the opening of the market in small and medium-sized cities and the rise of township and village enterprises, the price of Doliang has already picked up. Coupled with the inflation caused by the devaluation of the RMB next year, the price of Doliang will still increase by one-third. Feng Tianxi will keep this batch of goods for half a year. It costs ten yuan a piece, and some vendors take it over.
But except him, no one can predict the future. In the business era, it is better to buy up than down, so this batch of real goods is a hot potato for most people.
"Brother Li, how much would you say?"
Feng Tianxi was not a fool and knew that Li Cunxi was lowering the price.
Li Cunxi made a six sign.
The current price of a pure wool sweater is about [-] to [-], and a blended sweater of polyester and wool is about half and half. The cost price is around [-], and it is no problem to sell it for around [-].
One thousand knitted sweaters will return [-] yuan.
Deliang, which packs 10 pieces, sells it for 4 yuan in the special price area and gets a return of [-] yuan, which is equivalent to making [-] yuan. In fact, it is better to make money by selling his own brand.
But who told him to be out of stock now?
"Although it's a bit low, but you are my brother, sixty thousand is sixty thousand."
"Then you ask the employees to cut it, and then put the knitted sweaters with my brand."
Li Cunxi ordered.
The quality of the clothes in the special sale section varies, so he usually doesn't use his own brand to avoid trouble.
"Okay, then shall we sign the contract?"
"kindness."
Li Cunxi followed Feng Tianxi to the office, signed the contract successfully, and paid 2 yuan as a deposit. Li Cunxi will settle subsequent payments by remittance.
"Brother Li, how about we go to dinner?"
Feng Tianxi was all smiles.
Li Cunxi looked at the time and said apologetically: "Brother Feng, I have an important appointment this afternoon. Our relationship will still be long in the future. It's better to have this meal and wine later."
He was not in a hurry, but he wanted to spare some time to discuss the key points and details of the clothing styles with the old masters in the factory to avoid any mistakes.
"There's always time to drink tea in the office, right?"
Feng Tianxi said again.
Li Cunxi nodded and sat down again.
Feng Tianxi personally brewed tea for the two of them and said with a smile: "Brother Li, I really admire you. Overnight, the Xiaoyan brand has become a household name in Beijing, Tianjin and Hebei. To be honest, my wife and my sister-in-law , after seeing the advertisement, I went to Xiaoyan twice in half a month, and each time I spent all my one month’s salary.”
"Then I'll have tea instead of wine. Thank you sister-in-law for your support."
Li Cunxi raised his cup slightly.
Feng Tianxi earns at least several thousand yuan a month, and the per capita consumption in his store is around 1000 yuan. Generally, any business exceeding [-] yuan is contributed by foreigners who come and go.
What I bought were also high-end cheongsams, silk shirts, and evening dresses designed by him.
If you only buy ordinary clothes, you can spend 200 yuan and become a big customer of the store.
It would be an exaggeration to say that the other party's salary was spent for one month.
Feng Tianxi also took a sip of tea, put down the tea cup, and lowered his head slightly. "Haha, brother Li, to be honest, I also have a clothing brand. It used to be a best-seller in Jincheng, but now no one cares about it. Can you give it to me?" Any ideas?"
"That depends on me, brother, whether you want to save the factory or your own brand."
"Isn't this the same thing?"
"If you have money and resources, it's the same thing. If you don't have money and resources, you have to choose one of the two. Brother, do you think you are the former or the latter?"
"It must be the latter."
Feng Tianxi smiled awkwardly.
In the past few years, the factory made less money, but the bulk of the taxes and fees were paid to the higher authorities, and he received only a very small portion.
He can get it out to over [-] yuan.
But it's really impossible for Li Cunxi to just spend hundreds of thousands casually.