Movie: Get Alpha Dog at the start

Chapter 809: Comparable to Movie King Fan Xinhua

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

When the uncle saw the exhausted Abao, he poured him a glass of water.

"The factory has seen it, right? Is Mr. Fan reliable?"

A Bao gulped down the drink and took a breath. "The factory is generally good. They are all experienced workers with excellent skills. As for Mr. Fan, he looks honest but he is actually a sly old fox. You can only trust 50% of what he says."

The uncle smiled and said, "It's normal. Foreigners who dare to venture into Shanghai are all smart people. It depends on whether he is just clever or wise."

"I think it's the former, but it doesn't matter. When doing business, you always have to deal with all kinds of people. If he tries to be clever with me, I'll find a chance to give him a lesson. It's just a matter of putting in a little more effort." A Bao shrugged.

The uncle nodded: "It's good that you know it."

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

"Okay, go ahead. I'll have the waiter wash and iron your clothes."

After taking a shower and changing into a new set of clothes, the originally dusty Abao transformed into the stylish Mr. Bao.

The Toyota was also cleaned and appeared in front of the Peace Hotel in a brand new look.

After taking the car keys, Abao handed the waiter a tip of one hundred dollars.

"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 the appearance of Abao made the already lively scene a little out of control.

"Boss Bao, we have worked together before, so let us handle the new order."

"Boss Bao, this is the information about our factory. The workers and equipment are all first-class."

Po took great effort to squeeze out of the crowd and reach the third floor.

"Mr. Bao, you're here." Mei Ping waved and greeted from a distance.

A Bao nodded at her: "Well, is Miss Wang here?"

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

A Bao waved his hand: "No, I'll go to her workstation and wait for her to finish, you go ahead and do your thing."

"Okay." Mei Ping looked at A Bao's back, her eyes gradually turning cold.

A quarter of an hour later, Miss Wang came out of the section chief's office angrily. Seeing this, A Bao teased, "What's wrong? Who has offended our Miss Wang?"

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

"I just arrived in Shanghai from Hangzhou."

“How’s the factory over there?”

"It's OK. There's no problem with the workers and equipment. Send a few experienced people to follow up and keep an eye on the progress of the order. There shouldn't be any big problems." A Bao said lightly.

Miss Wang said angrily, "You are fine, but I have a problem."

"What do you mean?" A Bao's face changed.

"I don't know who reported it to the higher-ups, saying that the master was giving me special treatment and illegally approving my export quota. He also said that my performance ranking first for three years was all illegal. The higher-ups have already 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 any 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 Shanghai famous brands first."

In the late 80s, export trade was booming, but it also caused many problems.

In order to win foreign trade orders, some manufacturers have lowered prices without any bottom line. Many orders are simply sold at a loss, and they rely entirely on state export subsidies to make money. Some unscrupulous businesses use inferior raw materials to reduce costs, resulting in many complaints from foreign businessmen.

In response to these problems, the higher authorities delegated foreign trade management rights to the General Foreign Trade Corporation for distribution. If one wanted to engage in export trade, one must first obtain export quotas from the General Foreign Trade Corporation, otherwise one would not be able to leave the port at all.

Salesmen of the General Foreign Trade Company have a certain number of export targets every year. Generally speaking, most of them fail to achieve them. If they can complete 50% of them, they are considered to have passed the annual evaluation. It is very rare for a situation like Ms. Wang to use up the export target every year.

However, the leaders of the General Foreign Trade Corporation also need political achievements to make themselves "progress", so they set up a loophole in this regard. By obtaining Shanghai famous brand products and exporting them, they can obtain additional indicators.

In the 90s, the selection of Shanghai famous brands was relatively strict, with strict requirements not only on product quality but also on brand awareness.

"So, we have no choice but to change factories?"

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

A Bao couldn't help but feel a headache. He finally found a factory that could produce at a low price, but in the end he couldn't use it.

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."

"Or, let's give the order to other salesmen. They should have extra export quotas."

Ah Bao shook his head when he heard this. He accepted the order to help Miss Wang and repay Qin Hao's favor. If he gave the order to another salesperson, wouldn't it be aiding the enemy? He might as well not have accepted the order in the first place.

"How about this, don't worry, I'll go talk to a few Shanghai famous brand manufacturers and see if I can get the price down. 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 part with that little money, but when doing business, there are some bottom lines that must be adhered to. Unless you are at your wit's end, you won't do business that loses money.

Just as Abao was leaving the Foreign Trade Building and preparing to get into the car, Mei Ping chased out.

"Boss Bao."

A Bao asked with some confusion: "What's the matter, Xiaomei?"

Mei Ping rubbed her hands and said awkwardly, "Boss Bao, I actually have an export quota of 10 million US dollars that I haven't used up yet, if you need it."

Before she could finish her words, Abao interrupted her: "No, it's not necessary."

After saying that, Abao drove away in the Toyota.

Mei Ping stood on the side of the road, letting the merciless north wind howl in, hitting her face and her heart hard.

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

In the next few days, Abao used his connections to find many manufacturers of famous Shanghai brands. However, 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, also became anxious. Judging from Abao's performance when he visited the factory, he should have been quite satisfied. How come he had been back in Shanghai for several days and there was no movement at all?

"Boss Bao, what did you think of our factory the last time you came? You are welcome to give us your valuable suggestions."

A Bao was feeling annoyed, so he said casually, "It's OK, no problem."

Then he hung up the phone. Fan Xinhua panicked. If it was okay, then it was not okay. If he had no objection, then it was a big objection.

I called Abao again, but he hung up directly.

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

When I arrived at the Foreign Trade Building and asked around, I found out what had happened. I almost died from anger.

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

"Ms. Wang, hundreds of employees in our factory are waiting for this order to make a living. Please do me a favor and speak to Mr. Bao for me. 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. What are you doing?"

Fan Xinhua grabbed Miss Wang's arm, crying and saying, "Miss Wang, if you don't do this order, then don't do it. We have hundreds of people in our factory, and we haven't received any salary for three months. We don't even have money to reimburse the medical expenses of retired employees."

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

"Get up first. If you continue like this, I will really not care about you anymore."

As soon as Fan Xinhua saw that there was a role to play, he stopped crying immediately. With such acting skills, he is worthy of being called an actor.

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

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

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

"Are you satisfied now?"

Fan Xinhua wiped away tears and said, "I knew Miss Wang was kind-hearted and would not ignore us."

Ms. Wang:
Huanghe Road is still busy with traffic.

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

"Ms. Wang, is this a newly opened 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 changing so fast. I've only been away for a few days, and I almost don't recognize Huanghe Road anymore." Fan Xinhua's eyes were full of longing.

Lu Meilin was seeing off a guest when she saw Miss Wang. She immediately left the guest behind and came to greet her. Ever since Qin Hao attended the opening ceremony of Zhizhen Garden that night, she had been worried and unable to sleep, fearing that Qin Hao had been seduced away by Li Li from Zhizhen Garden.

"Ms. Wang, come and have dinner. The private room has been prepared for you."

Miss Wang had not originally decided where to eat, but after hearing what Lu Meilin said, she followed them unconsciously.

However, Fan Xinhua stared at Zhizhen Garden across the street. He was reluctant to pay for such a luxuriously decorated hotel out of his own pocket. It would be great if Miss Wang could take him inside to see the world.

Seeing that Fan Xinhua didn't move, Miss Wang couldn't help but look at him in confusion. When Lu Meilin saw Fan Xinhua's expression, she was furious. She had delivered food and wine to this country bumpkin that day.

"Mr. 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, "Don't get me wrong, Madam Boss, I'm just taking a look."

"Have you finished reading it?"

"I've finished reading it. I've finished reading it."

After entering Jin Meilin, Lu Meilin took the two of them around the lobby, then said apologetically, "Look at me, I forgot that all the boxes on the first floor are booked."

Then he led the two of them upstairs.

When the customers in the hall saw Miss Wang appear in Jin Meilin, they immediately started talking about it.

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

"You've already said that Mr. Qin and the proprietress of Zhizhen Garden are not in a good relationship, so why would Miss Wang go there to eat?"

"Where did you hear this rumor? Mr. Qin went there with Miss Wang that night. If you were having an affair with someone, would you take your wife with you?"

In recent days, the hottest topic on Huanghe Road is the relationship between Qin Hao and Li Li, and many people are making up stories about her and Qin Hao having an unclear relationship.

In the third-floor private room, after Miss Wang sat down, Lu Meilin asked indirectly, "Miss Wang, there have been rumors on Huanghe Road recently that Mr. Qin is dating Li Li from Zhizhen Garden. Of course I believe Mr. Qin is not that kind of person, but I can't stand those guys talking nonsense after drinking two glasses of cat urine."

Miss Wang was furious when she heard this. She slammed the table and cursed, "Which bastard is spreading rumors? It's not true at all. Li Li and Mr. An are friends that Hao met in Shenzhen, and they are getting married soon."

"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 the food, Lu Meilin left.

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 hasn't Mr. Bao come yet?"

As they were talking, the door of the box was pushed open, and A Bao was stunned when he saw Fan Xinhua.

"Why is he here?"

Miss Wang recounted what Fan Xinhua had done in the Foreign Trade Building. Upon hearing this, A Bao glared at Fan Xinhua, who smiled guiltily.

"Boss Bao, I really have no other choice but to resort to this last resort."

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

Fan Xinhua was struck by lightning when he heard this, but he also knew that A Bao would definitely not buy his tricks, so he could only turn around and say, "Miss Wang, this order is the hope of hundreds of employees in our factory. Please have mercy on us."

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

"Mr. Fan, this order is equally important to us, but your factory doesn't have the Shanghai famous brand label."

At this moment, the waiter brought the dishes. Under normal circumstances, Fan Xinhua would have eaten all these delicacies without restraint, but now he didn't even want to look at them. Perhaps this was his current state of mind, as hopeless as a dead heart.

Miss Wang couldn't bear it, so she consoled him, "Mr. Fan, things will work out when the time comes. It's not irreversible. How about we eat first, and then I'll help you think of a solution."

"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.

(End of this chapter)