Chapter 809: Comparable to Movie King Fan Xinhua

Two days later, a private room at the Peace Hotel.

When my uncle saw A Bao, who was tired of life, he poured him a glass of water.

"Did the factory see it? Is Mr. Fan reliable?"

Abao drank it all and took a breath: "The factory is generally good, they are all veteran workers, and their skills are not to mention. As for Mr. Fan, he looks honest, but he is always cunning, what is he talking about? You can only believe 50% at most”

My uncle smiled and said, "It's normal. Foreigners who dare to go to Shanghai to wander are all smart people. It depends on whether they are smart or have great wisdom."

"I think it's the former, but it doesn't matter. When doing business, you always have to deal with all kinds of people. Trying to be clever with me, then find an opportunity to beat him. It's just to put more effort into it." Abao shrugged.

Grandpa nodded: "As long as you know what's going on."

"Uncle, I'm going to take a shower first, and I'll go to the Foreign Trade Building later."

"Okay, go ahead. I'll ask the waiter to clean and iron the clothes you changed."

After taking a shower and putting on a new set of clothes, A Bao, who was originally a tired man, suddenly transformed into a rich Mr. Bao.

The Toyota was also cleaned and appeared brand new at the entrance of the Peace Hotel.

After Abao took the car keys, he handed the waiter a tip of one hundred yuan.

"Thank you Mr. Bao."

Abao smiled at him, got into the car and drove away.

The Foreign Trade Building was still bustling with people, and Abao's appearance made the already lively scene become a little out of control.

"Mr. Bao, we have cooperated before, so we should leave the new order to us."

"Mr. Bao, this is the information of our factory. The workers and equipment are first-class."

It took a lot of effort for Abao to squeeze out of the crowd and reach the third floor.

"Mr. Bao, you're here." Mei Ping waved hello from afar.

Abao nodded to her: "Well, is Miss Wang here?"

"Yes, but she was just called to the office by the section chief. Why don't you go to the reception room and sit down first, and I'll pour you some water." Mei Ping said eagerly.

Abao waved his hand: "No, I'll go to her workstation and wait for her to finish. You can do your work first."

"Okay." Mei Ping looked at Abao's back, her eyes gradually becoming colder.

A quarter of an hour later, Miss Wang came out of the section chief's office angrily. Upon seeing this, Abao joked: "What's wrong? Who messed with our Miss Wang?"

Miss Wang was a little surprised to see A Bao: "When did you come back?"

"I just arrived in Shanghai from Hangzhou."

"How's the factory over there?"

"It's okay. There's no problem with the workers and equipment. I'll send a few experienced people over to follow the order and keep an eye on the progress of the order. There should be no big problem." Abao said lightly.

Miss Wang heard this and said angrily: "You have no problem, but I have a problem here."

"What do you mean?" Abao's expression changed.

"I don't know who reported it to the superiors, saying that Master took special care of me and gave me export quotas in violation of regulations. He also said that my number one performance in three years was all due to illegal operations. The superiors have sent people down to investigate."

Although Miss Wang didn't explain it clearly, Abao immediately grasped the key points.

"In other words, you no longer have export quotas?"

Wang Mingzhu said depressedly: "Master told me that in this situation, there is only one way to get export quotas, which is to get the Shanghai famous brand first."

In the late 1980s, export trade was booming, but it also caused many problems.

In order to compete for foreign trade orders, some manufacturers have lowered prices without any bottom line. Many orders are made at a loss, relying entirely on state export subsidies to make money. There are also some unscrupulous merchants who use inferior raw materials to reduce costs, leading to many complaints from foreign businessmen.

In response to these problems, the superiors decentralized foreign trade management rights to the Foreign Trade Corporation for distribution. If you want to do export trade, you must first obtain the export quota from the Foreign Trade Corporation, otherwise you will not be able to leave the port at all.

The salesmen of the Foreign Trade Corporation have a certain number of export targets every year. Generally speaking, most salesmen are unable to complete it. If they can complete 50% at the end of the year, they will be considered to have passed the test. People like Ms. Wang It is very rare for export quotas to be exhausted every year.

However, the leaders of the Foreign Trade Corporation also need political achievements to make themselves "progress", so they have set up a loophole to obtain Shanghai's famous brand products and obtain additional indicators when exporting them.

In the 1990s, the selection of famous brands in Shanghai was relatively strict. It not only had strict requirements on product quality, but also had certain requirements on brand popularity.

"So, we can only change factories?"

Manufacturers that can obtain Shanghai famous brands must have reached a certain scale, and it is not easy to lower prices.

Abao couldn't help but have a headache. He finally found a factory that could produce it at a low price, but it turned out that it couldn't be used.

Miss Wang shook her head and smiled bitterly: "I have contacted many manufacturers in the past two days. According to their prices, you will definitely lose money on this order."

"Otherwise, let's hand over the order to other salesmen. They should still have extra export quotas."

Abao shook his head when he heard this. The reason why he took this order was to help Miss Wang and return Qin Hao's favor. If he handed over the order to other salesmen, wouldn't he be tying up the enemy? Then he might as well not have accepted the order in the first place.

"Let's put it this way. Don't worry. I'll go talk to a few Shanghai famous brands to see if I can lower the price. As long as I don't lose money, I'll accept it even if I don't make a penny."

Not losing money is Abao's bottom line. It's not that he is reluctant to give up that little money, but when doing business, some bottom lines must be adhered to. Don't do business that loses money until you are at your wit's end.

Just as Abao was leaving the foreign trade building and preparing to get in the car, Mei Ping chased him out.

"Boss Bao."

Abao asked with some doubts: "What's the matter, Xiaomei?"

Mei Ping rubbed her hands and said a little awkwardly: "Boss Bao, I actually have an export quota of 10 million US dollars that has not been used up. If you need it."

Before she finished speaking, Abao interrupted directly: "No, no need."

After that, Abao drove away in the Toyota.

Mei Ping stood by the roadside, letting the ruthless north wind whistle in, hitting her face and her heart.

"One day, I will make sure that none of you dare to ignore me like this again!"

In the next few days, Abao used his connections to find many manufacturers with Shanghai famous brands, but according to their quotations, Abao would lose money on this order.

Just when Abao was at a loss, Fan Xinhua, who was far away in Hangzhou, became anxious. From Abao's performance in the factory, he should have been quite satisfied. How come there was no movement after returning to Shanghai for a few days?

"Boss Bao, how did you see our factory last time? You are welcome to give us more valuable suggestions."

Abao was annoyed and said casually: "It's OK, no objection."

Then he hung up the phone. Fan Xinhua panicked. If it was OK, it was not OK. If there was no objection, it was a big objection.

When he called Abao again, the other party hung up directly.

Fan Xinhua could no longer sit still and rushed to Shanghai by car overnight.

When he arrived at the Foreign Trade Building and asked about it, he knew the reason for the matter and almost died of anger.

After a long pause, he finally found Miss Wang with a sad face.

"Miss Wang, hundreds of employees in our factory are waiting for this order to make a living. Please do me a favor and help me talk to Mr. Bao. I beg you."

Miss Wang had never encountered such a situation before. Seeing that Fan Xinhua was about to kneel down to her, she quickly helped him up.

"Director Fan, we can talk it over. What are you doing?"

Fan Xinhua grabbed Miss Wang's arm and cried: "Miss Wang, for you, this order will not be accepted. There are hundreds of people in our factory. We haven't received wages for three months, and we don't have money to reimburse the medical expenses of retired employees."

Under Fan Xinhua's repeated attacks, Miss Wang still softened her heart.

"Get up first. If you do this again, I really don't care."

Fan Xinhua stopped crying immediately when he saw that there was a chance. His acting skills are worthy of being an actor.

"Miss Wang, I am a country girl, the most honest. I believe whatever you say. You can't lie to me."

After saying that, he stood there waiting, and the meaning was obvious: if you don't take any practical action, you are lying to me.

Miss Wang had no choice but to call Abao in person and ask him to have lunch at Huanghe Road at noon.

"Are you satisfied now?"

Fan Xinhua wiped his tears: "I know that Miss Wang is a kind-hearted person and will not ignore us."

Miss Wang:

Huanghe Road is still busy.

Miss Wang and Fan Xinhua just got off the car, and Fan Xinhua saw the newly opened Zhizhen Garden.

"Miss Wang, is this a new restaurant? It looks so grand."

Miss Wang has been pestered by him and has lost her temper: "Well, it just opened two days ago."

"Oh, Shanghai is still changing fast. I have only been away for a few days, and I don't recognize Huanghe Road anymore." Fan Xinhua's eyes are full of yearning.

Lu Meilin was seeing off the guests when she saw Miss Wang. She immediately left the guests and came to greet them. Ever since Qin Hao attended the opening ceremony of Zhizhen Garden that night, she was worried that Qin Hao would be seduced by Li Li from Zhizhen Garden.

"Miss Wang, come to eat. The private room has been prepared for you."

Miss Wang had not decided which restaurant to eat at first, but after hearing what Lu Meilin said, she followed them unconsciously.

However, Fan Xinhua looked eagerly at Zhizhen Garden across the street. He was reluctant to pay for such a luxurious restaurant. If Miss Wang could take him in to see the world, it would be great.

Miss Wang saw that Fan Xinhua did not move, and she could not help but look at him in confusion. Lu Meilin was furious when she saw Fan Xinhua's face. It was a pity that she had sent food and wine to this bumpkin that day.

"Boss Fan, do you still remember me, Lu Meilin?"

Fan Xinhua could act helpless with Miss Wang, but facing Lu Meilin, who was also an old fox, he could only smile and say, "Boss lady, don't get me wrong, I was just taking a look."

"Have you finished looking?"

"Yes, I have finished looking."

After entering Jin Meilin, Lu Meilin took the two of them around the lobby, and then said with a guilty look on her face, "Look at me, I forgot that all the private rooms on the first floor were booked."

Then she led the two of them upstairs.

When the customers in the lobby saw Miss Wang appear in Jin Meilin, they immediately talked about it.

"Didn't they say that Boss Qin had a close relationship with the boss lady of Zhizhen Garden across the street? Why did Miss Wang come to Jin Meilin for dinner?"

"You said that Boss Qin and the boss lady of Zhizhen Garden were not in a good relationship, so why would Miss Wang go there for dinner?"

"Where did you hear these rumors? Mr. Qin took Miss Wang with him that night. If you were having an affair with someone, would you take your wife there with you?"

In recent days, the hottest topic on the Yellow River Road is the relationship between Qin Hao and Li Li. Many people are making up whether she and Qin Hao are unclear.

In the private room on the third floor, after Miss Wang sat down, Lu Meilin asked insinuatingly: "Ms. Wang, there have been rumors on the Yellow River Road recently that Mr. Qin is following Zhizhenyuan Li Li. Of course I believe that Mr. Qin is not that kind of person, but I can't stand up to those guys. Talking nonsense after drinking two glasses of cat urine."

Ms. Wang was furious when she heard this. She slapped the table and cursed: "Which bastard is stirring up trouble there? It doesn't happen at all. Li Li and Mr. An are friends that Ah Hao met in Shenzhen, and the two of them are about to get married." get married."

"Just friends? No business dealings?" Lu Meilin continued to ask.

"Probably not."

Hearing Miss Wang's answer, Lu Meilin immediately breathed a sigh of relief and sneered in her heart. Since she had no interest in Qin Hao, she didn't have to worry so much.

After Miss Wang finished ordering, Lu Meilin withdrew.

Miss Wang and Fan Xinhua were the only two people left in the box. After waiting for a while, Fan Xinhua couldn't help but ask: "Miss Wang, why isn't Mr. Bao here yet?"

While talking, the box door was pushed open, and Abao was stunned when he saw Fan Xinhua.

"Why is he here?"

Miss Wang told Fan Xinhua what he had done in the Foreign Trade Building. When Abao heard this, he glared at Fan Xinhua, who smiled with a guilty conscience.

"Mr. Bao, I really have no other choice, so I made this decision."

Seeing that things had come to this, Abao had no choice but to explain the situation.

Fan Xinhua felt as if he was struck by lightning when he heard this, but he also knew that Abao would definitely not accept his trick, so he could only turn around and said: "Ms. Wang, this order is the hope of hundreds of employees in our factory, you have pity on us." Bar."

Miss Wang was obviously a little soft-hearted. She was about to speak, but was stopped by A Bao's look.

"Mr. Fan, this order is equally important to us, but why did your factory not have the Shanghai famous brand label?"

At this moment, the waiter served the dishes. Normally, Fan Xinhua would have eaten these delicacies a long time ago, but now he didn't even want to look at them. Perhaps it was his current state that made him feel so depressed.

After all, Miss Wang couldn't bear it and comforted her: "Mr. Fan, the boat will straighten out when it reaches the bridge, and things are not irreversible. How about we eat first, and then we can help you think of a solution after eating."

"Ms. Wang, we are all friends, you can't lie to me."

Fan Xinhua didn't wait for her answer and immediately started the sweep mode.