Qi Yun briefly told Peng Fei about the textile factory order situation.
Peng Fei on the other end of the phone listened, eyes slightly widening, raising his voice unconsciously, "You know their purchasing manager?"
"We’ve dealt with each other, so we’re somewhat acquainted." Qi Yun answered truthfully.
"Alright! Tomorrow I’ll come find you, and we’ll go together!"
After hanging up the phone, Qi Yun let out a long sigh.
Life for middle-aged people is never easy...
The market was even more crowded the next day than the previous days.
The 200 items Qi Yun and the others brought were snatched up within two hours, so he quickly had Skinny and the driver go back to bring over the remaining goods.
Before three in the afternoon, except for two items specifically kept aside, everything else was sold out.
He transferred 700 yuan from his bank card to a dedicated Alipay account, as the two boxes of shrimp were bought with his own money, intended to be gifted to Manager Sun at the textile factory later.
After letting the driver and the others return first, Qi Yun called Peng Fei, and after about half an hour, a black Sagitar stopped by the roadside.
Peng Fei got out of the car, looking tired, patted Qi Yun on the shoulder, and the two of them loaded the frozen shrimp onto the car, heading towards the textile factory.
Arriving at the factory zone, Qi Yun had Peng Fei wait in the car first, while he carried the two boxes of shrimp and knocked on Manager Sun’s office door.
After hearing a "come in" from inside, he pushed the door open and walked in.
Manager Sun saw it was Qi Yun, enthusiastically got up to greet him, "What wind blew you here?"
Qi Yun smiled, "It’s almost New Year, so I’m here to wish you in advance, and brought some frozen shrimp from home for you to try."
Manager Sun looked at the two foam boxes on the floor and said with a smile, "Why so formal? Next time, don’t bring anything."
The two boxes of shrimp weren’t anything valuable; if Qi Yun actually brought something expensive, he really wouldn’t accept it.
After sitting down, Manager Sun poured him a cup of hot tea, and they chatted about some casual topics.
Then Qi Yun got to the point, cleared his throat and asked, "Manager Sun, actually aside from an early New Year visit, I wanted to ask you about something."
Manager Sun raised an eyebrow slightly, still smiling, gesturing for him to continue, "Oh? What’s the matter, go ahead. As long as it’s something I can help with, I certainly won’t refuse."
Qi Yun rubbed his hands and continued, "I heard that the factory is planning to order some work uniforms for the staff? I wonder if that’s true."
"Old Qi, your information sure is quick." Manager Sun glanced at him in surprise and replied straightforwardly, "Indeed it is, decided just a few days ago."
"Why? Do you deal in clothing?"
"I don’t do clothing business." Qi Yun quickly waved his hands, smiling as he explained, "I have a very good friend who runs a clothing factory.
I understand the factory has strict requirements for custom uniforms, but my friend’s factory is genuinely capable.
The equipment was newly purchased in recent years, all advanced stuff, and the workers are experienced hands, very meticulous craftsmanship."
"So I thought I’d ask if there’s a chance to compete for the factory’s order?"
Manager Sun listened to Qi Yun, nodded slightly, showing a thoughtful expression.
He leaned back in his chair, was silent for a while, then spoke, "Old Qi, I trust your character. Since it’s your friend, you can have him come to the factory and discuss."
"However, there’s something I need to clarify first. This custom uniform thing isn’t something I can decide alone; it needs approval from another vice president."
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He quickly responded, "I understand, I understand. Thank you, Manager Sun, for recognizing me. My friend is waiting outside, how about I have him come in and talk to you now?"
"Haha, it seems you’ve prepared in advance." Manager Sun laughed, pointing at Qi Yun, "Alright, I have nothing pressing at the moment, let him come over."
Having received the answer, Qi Yun took out his phone and sent a message to Peng Fei.
Soon, Peng Fei knocked on the door and came in.
He held a folder in one hand, containing design drafts, and a bag in the other with some samples of previous work uniforms.
It was clear he was well-prepared for this opportunity.
"Hello, Manager Sun, I’m Peng Fei." Peng Fei stepped forward a few steps, smiling, and extended his hand.
Manager Sun stood up, shook hands with Peng Fei, "Hello, hello, please have a seat."
"Old Qi mentioned your clothing factory wants to take our order. There’s some time now, why don’t you tell me more about your factory?"
After sitting down, Peng Fei didn’t engage in much small talk, placing the folder and the bag of uniforms on the table beside him.
He cleared his throat and started the introduction, "Manager Sun, here’s the thing. Our factory updated a batch of advanced equipment a couple of years ago, like cutting machines and sewing machines, which are quite leading in the industry..."
After Peng Fei’s introduction, he showed the design drafts and work uniform samples to Manager Sun.
Manager Sun listened quietly at the side, occasionally nodding.
A few minutes later, Peng Fei finished his introduction and looked expectantly at him.
Manager Sun picked up a few pieces of work uniforms, inspected them carefully, then looked at Peng Fei, "The craftsmanship of your clothing factory is indeed good, I’m personally quite satisfied."
"But as I mentioned to Old Qi earlier, this matter still requires the approval of another vice president; if you can get his consent, I won’t have any issues here.
As for price and production time, we can discuss them later."
Peng Fei was delighted upon hearing Manager Sun’s words, immediately responded, "Manager Sun, thank you very much for your recognition of our factory."
Manager Sun waved, "No need for thanks, that vice president’s surname is Liu, his office is at the stairway corner over there."
At this moment, Qi Yun also stood up, gave Peng Fei a look, signaling him to wait outside for himself.
Then he smiled at Manager Sun, offering a cigarette, and said, "Manager Sun, would it be possible to introduce us?"
Manager Sun took the cigarette and sighed, "Old Qi, it’s not that I’m unwilling to help you, honestly speaking, that Vice President Liu and I don’t get along.
If I were to take you guys, there’s a good chance you won’t get the order."
Qi Yun listened, thoughtfully nodded, and didn’t pursue the topic further.
After finishing the cigarette, he got up to say goodbye.
Outside the door, Peng Fei instantly came up, "How did it go?"
Qi Yun shook his head, "They have conflicts, we can only rely on ourselves to try."
Peng Fei’s expression didn’t change much, he patted Qi Yun’s arm, "At least we’re halfway successful now, so let’s go meet that Vice President Liu."