Chapter 807: Old Fan's Attack

Fan Xinhua was dragged into the restaurant by Lu Meilin in a daze. As soon as he entered the door, Fan Xinhua felt that his eyes were not enough to see.

The brilliant crystal chandelier hung on the high ceiling, and the dazzling light shone like stars.

The gorgeous carpet covered the entire hall, and the soft touch made people walk lightly. Fan Xinhua was very careful when walking, for fear that his shoes would dirty the carpet.

The furnishings with obvious Western style highlighted a golden splendor, just like an ancient palace.

"So this is Shanghai, the ten-mile foreign concessions are really well-deserved."

Everything he saw made Fan Xinhua more determined to gain a foothold in Shanghai.

Seeing Fan Xinhua's appearance of Liu Laolao entering the Grand View Garden, Lu Meilin couldn't help but dislike it, but for Abao's sake, she still enthusiastically arranged a table for Fan Xinhua.

Fan Xinhua was still in a daze, and was forced to sit down by Lu Meilin.

"Don't you know how to address this boss?" Lu Meilin asked with a smile.

Fan Xinhua came back to his senses and quickly rummaged through his briefcase: "Fan Xinhua, the director of Huxi Knitting Factory, this is my business card, what's your name, boss?"

"Lu Meilin."

After receiving Fan Xinhua's business card, Lu Meilin was even more confused. She had never heard of this Huxi Knitting Factory. Besides, why would Mr. Bao ask him to meet? He arranged it at Honglu Restaurant.

Among these restaurants on Huanghe Road, Honglu's business is not the best, but it has always been ranked in the top three. The consumption is not low at all. Generally speaking, if it is not a formal invitation, it will not be arranged at Honglu.

"Mr. Fan, is Mr. Bao going to talk to you about business?" Lu Meilin asked indirectly.

Fan Xinhua looked around and whispered: "Big business, you think, Mr. Bao is a small businessman?"

Faced with Fan Xinhua's ambiguous answer, Lu Meilin suddenly realized that this middle-aged man who looked rustic was not as honest and simple as he seemed on the surface. This guy is clearly a veteran.

"You're trying to pull some big guns with me, right?" Lu Meilin sat opposite Fan Xinhua and said with a smile, "Mr. Fan, you probably haven't eaten yet at this time, right? How about I recommend you some of the restaurant's specialties?"

Fan Xinhua waved his hands repeatedly when he heard this: "No, no, I'm full."

He quickly ate the pancake in his hand and was about to get up and leave, but was stopped by Lu Meilin.

"Mr. Fan, don't be in a hurry. These dishes are my treat. You don't have to pay."

Fan Xinhua was surprised to hear that there was such a good thing?

"Oh, are Shanghai people so enthusiastic? I'm so embarrassed." Fan Xinhua rubbed his hands. Although he said so, he didn't have any intention of moving.

Lu Meilin patted her chest with a heroic look: "I, Lu Meilin, love making friends the most in my life, but I don't know if Mr. Fan is willing to make friends with me."

"Oh, the boss lady is as generous as a man. I, Fan Xinhua, love making friends the most in my life. More friends mean more ways."

Seeing this, Lu Meilin winked at the waiter: "Go, prepare a few side dishes for Mr. Fan, and be quick."

The waiter understood that the side dishes should be served quickly, and it was obvious that they were cheap.

Soon, the waiter served a few dishes that looked good but were very cheap.

But to be honest, Jin Meilin's cooking skills are still good. Although simple, they can all be served on the table.

"I'm so sorry to let you, the boss lady, spend money." Fan Xinhua said so, and the chopsticks were already stretched out. If you don't take advantage of the opportunity, you are a bastard.

Lu Meilin looked at Fan Xinhua's rude eating, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

"Mr. Fan, how are the dishes in our restaurant?"

"Not bad, it's worthy of being a restaurant in Shanghai, the taste is good." Fan Xinhua gave a thumbs up.

Seeing that he was just eating and not saying anything useful, Lu Meilin couldn't help but hold Fan Xinhua's hand.

"Mr. Fan, what kind of business are you and Mr. Bao going to discuss?"

Fan Xinhua put down his chopsticks and took out the T-shirt sample from his briefcase.

"This is a T-shirt produced by our factory. Look, it won't break when burned. The quality is comparable to Montagut. Mr. Bao is interested in our technology and wants to discuss cooperation with me." Fan Xinhua looked very proud.

Don't say it, Lu Meilin was really scared.

"This sweater looks good. Montagut costs hundreds of yuan."

"That's right, boss lady, let me tell you, our production cost is less than one-fifth of Montagut's, and it will definitely sell well in the future."

Lu Meilin waved her hand and said, "Bring two bottles of good wine. It's rare to be happy today. I'll have a few drinks with Mr. Fan."

"Oh, boss lady, you're too polite, but why don't we forget it today? I have an appointment with Mr. Bao later." Fan Xinhua waved his hands repeatedly.

Lu Meilin had already opened the wine and poured two full glasses.

"Mr. Fan, I'll drink it. You can do whatever you want."

"Oh, boss lady, you can drink a lot. Then I wish you a prosperous business and a lot of money. I'll drink it too."

Fan Xinhua was a little tipsy after drinking, and quickly stopped Lu Meilin who was still pouring wine.

"Boss lady, you are the first person who treats me so well since I came to Shanghai. Don't worry, once this deal with Mr. Bao is concluded, Jin Meilin will be my home and I will come to your place every day."

Lu Meilin also drank a lot and patted Fan Xinhua on the shoulder and said, "Okay, then I wish Mr. Fan success."

Fan Xinhua looked at the watch and it was already half past seven, so he said goodbye quickly.

Lu Meilin stood at the door of the hotel, watching Fan Xinhua's staggering back, with a winner's smile on her face. With a few small dishes and a bottle of white wine, she had secured a potential big customer. This deal was worth it no matter how you calculated it.

On the other side, Fan Xinhua came to Honglu Restaurant. The waiter saw that he was walking unsteadily, but he was not surprised. Many people on Huanghe Road drank several meals in a row to discuss business.

"Sir, I'm sorry that the seats are full now. Do you have a reservation in advance?"

"I think so. Mr. Bao asked me to come."

When the waiter heard that it was Mr. Bao, he did not dare to neglect him and quickly led Fan Xinhua to the private room on the third floor.

"Is Mr. Bao here?"

"Not yet."

Fan Xinhua secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked the waiter where the bathroom was.

"Go to the end here and turn right."

Fan Xinhua walked to the bathroom, washed his face with cold water, and sobered up a little before walking into the private room.

After waiting for a long time, until 7:55, he still didn't see A Bao, and Fan Xinhua couldn't help but feel anxious.

Just when Fan Xinhua wanted to go downstairs to take a look, the door of the box was pushed open.

"Oh, Mr. Bao, you are finally here."

A Bao looked at his watch: "I don't think I'm late?"

"No, no, I arrived early." Fan Xinhua rubbed his hands, obviously a little embarrassed.

A Bao motioned him to take a seat, and then picked up the menu.

"Mr. Fan, do you have any dietary restrictions?"

"No, no, I'm fine."

A Bao nodded: "Mr. Fan is also from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, so let's eat local dishes."

As he said, A Bao ordered a few local dishes, and after the waiter left and closed the door of the box.

A Bao went straight to the point: "Mr. Fan, I have also seen the sweater samples of your factory. The products are not bad, but I don't know how the production capacity is and whether the quality can be guaranteed."

"Mr. Bao, don't worry, our Huxi Knitting Factory is a long-established enterprise. All the employees in the factory are skilled workers. The quality is absolutely no problem. As for the production capacity, our factory has 300 electric flat cars, 20 side cars, and many other sewing equipment. We can produce 300,000 such sweaters a month." Fan Xinhua said, patting his chest.

A Bao nodded secretly, but he didn't show it on the surface.

"Let's go to your factory tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?"

"What, are you having difficulties?"

Fan Xinhua smiled awkwardly: "No, you are welcome anytime."

As he was talking, the waiter had already brought the dishes into the private room, and then A Bao never mentioned any cooperation again. Although Fan Xinhua was very unwilling, he could only accompany A Bao to drink one glass after another.

In the end, A Bao asked the waiter of Honglu to carry Fan Xinhua to the car.

This scene was also seen by many people.

Lu Meilin just came out of the guest room, and when she saw this scene, she was more convinced that Fan Xinhua and A Bao had a big business to discuss.

"It seems that this country bumpkin is really good."

Then he told the receptionist: "In the future, when Mr. Fan comes, treat him as a VIP."

"Okay, boss lady."

The next day at noon, Fan Xinhua woke up from the hotel room in a daze, thinking back to what happened last night, and couldn't help but pat his forehead in annoyance.

"Drinking is a hindrance. We should take this opportunity to take down Mr. Bao."

After washing his face with cold water, Fan Xinhua carefully took out a business card from the compartment of his briefcase and dialed the number on it.

"Hello, Mr. Bao, it's me, Fan Xinhua."

A Bao's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Old Fan, you're awake. Are you recovering?"

Fan Xinhua's heart moved: "Mr. Bao, don't look at me because I'm older than you. I'm in good health."

"That's good. In that case, take me to your factory to have a look."

"Now?"

"Why, is it inconvenient?"

"Convenient, very convenient, where shall we meet?"

"I'll drive to pick you up."

After hanging up the phone, Fan Xinhua quickly called the factory.

"Hello, it's me, Lao Jiang. Listen to me now. I'm going to bring a very important customer to visit the factory soon. Please clean up the factory quickly. I don't care what method you use. Make the factory brand new and spotless within four hours."

"Lao Jiang, the livelihoods of hundreds of people in our factory are on your shoulders. Please."

After hanging up the phone, Fan Xinhua packed up briefly and went downstairs with his briefcase. Not long after, A Bao appeared downstairs in the hotel driving a Crown 133.

After Fan Xinhua got in the car, A Bao stepped on the accelerator and disappeared on Jinxian Road.

On the other side, Li Li was checking the cleanliness of the hotel. It would open in a few days. As a perfectionist, her requirements have always been very strict.

After checking around, Li Li was quite satisfied with the sanitation of the hotel. After taking off her white gloves, she said to Manager Pan behind her.

"Have you sent the invitation to Mr. Bao?"

Manager Pan looked embarrassed: "It has been sent for many days, but Mr. Bao has not responded."

"Oh? Is Mr. Bao usually very low-key?" Li Li looked back and asked.

"That's not the case. Mr. Bao should be considered a smooth-talking person. I guess he is quite busy."

Li Li was a little unwilling: "How about this, send another invitation, and be more sincere. If you really don't want to come, forget it."

"Okay, I'll go now."

Soon, Manager Pan came to the Peace Hotel in person, but the uncle took the invitation and just replied lightly.

"Boss Bao is out of town, and I don't know when he will be back. I will tell him when he comes back."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, uncle."

"You're welcome."

Manager Pan returned to Zhizhen Garden and told Li Li about the situation. Li Li didn't take it too seriously. Anyway, as long as Qin Hao didn't break his promise, the opening of Zhizhen Garden would be a grand event.

At the same time, Wang Mingzhu was at her workstation, looking at several quotations on the table with a headache. These were quotations from several factories she had cooperated with before. Even if she calculated it according to the lowest price, Bao's 10 million order was a loss-making business. If something unexpected happened, it would definitely be a loss.

Wang Mingzhu had no choice but to call Bao. At first, she called the long private room of Peace Hotel, but her uncle told her that Bao was out of town.

So, Wang Mingzhu called Bao's mobile phone again.

"Hello, who is this?"

"It's me. Why is it so noisy over there?"

A Bao held the steering wheel and tried to control the car on the bumpy road.

"I'm driving. What's up?"

Wang Mingzhu told him the quotes from several factories.

"I know. We're on our way to the alternative factory."

Fan Xinhua, who was sitting in the passenger seat, had been listening with his ears perked up. When he heard the word "alternative factory", his heart suddenly hung in the air. It turned out that their factory was not the first choice of this Mr. Bao.

When Wang Mingzhu heard about the alternative factory, he couldn't help but wonder: "Where is the alternative factory? I haven't heard you mention it before."

"It's Fan Xinhua who I met at your place that day."

"Fan Xinhua? But their factory has no experience in foreign trade orders."

"Everyone has come here for the first time. Didn't we start with a small foreign trade trial order at the beginning?"

Fan Xinhua nodded repeatedly on the side.

Wang Mingzhu looked at the quotation sheet on the table: "Okay, then you go to their factory first, and I'll contact other factories to see the quotes."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Mingzhu looked up and saw Mei Ping staring at her.

"Xiaomei, what's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

Mei Ping forced a smile: "No, nothing, I was a little distracted."

Wang Mingzhu didn't care: "What's the matter with you coming to see me?"

"Oh, nothing, I just heard you talking about the quotation, I remember you have used up your quota for this quarter?"

"It's a new order from Mr. Bao, 10 million US dollars. Didn't the master say that when you encounter such a big order, you can apply for it through a special channel. I won't talk to you anymore. I'll contact the factory to get the quotation first."

Mei Ping looked at Wang Mingzhu's back, and the jealousy in her eyes almost annihilated her.