Movie: Get Alpha Dog at the start

Chapter 810 Domestic Montblanc

Seeing that Miss Wang was soft-hearted and let the wily old fox Fan Xinhua take advantage of her, A Bao could only sit aside and sigh helplessly.

"Don't count on me for this. Even if I have great ability, it's impossible for him to get the Shanghai brand in such a short time."

Miss Wang also realized that she had put Abao in a difficult position. Originally, Abao took the order to help her compete for the position of section chief, but now, not only did he not make any money, but he was also given such a hot potato.

Just when Miss Wang was at a loss, Abao's cell phone suddenly rang.

"Hey, I'm having dinner with your Miss Wang at Jin Meilin. All right, come over. I just encountered a problem that needs your help to solve."

Miss Wang roughly guessed who was calling by listening to Abao's tone.

"Ah Hao is coming?"

A Bao spread his hands helplessly: "I have no choice in this situation. I can only let the one in your family clean up the mess."

Even though Fan Xinhua was eating heartily, he was actually listening with his ears perked up. After hearing what A Bao said, he immediately perked up.

"Is President Qin coming?"

During the days he had been in Shanghai, Fan Xinhua had heard a lot about Qin Hao. As long as one was doing business, three out of ten sentences would be about MixC Plaza. He had long wanted to meet who this person was, but unfortunately Qin Hao's level was too high, and he couldn't meet him whenever he wanted.

Miss Wang looked at Fan Xinhua, whose face was full of excitement, and nodded helplessly. Before this, she had never let Qin Hao interfere in her work because she didn't want others to gossip. Even so, her colleagues often said behind her back that the reason she could achieve today's results was because of her identity as Mr. Qin's fiancée.

Soon, the door of the box was pushed open.

Before Abao and Miss Wang could react, Fan Xinhua had already rushed out, holding out his hand with a big smile on his face.

"Hello, Mr. Qin. I'm Fan Xinhua, the director of Huxi Knitting Factory, and Miss Wang's partner. You can just call me Old Fan."

Qin Hao was slightly stunned, but he still shook hands with the other party because he didn't want to hit someone who smiled at him.

"Hello."

Miss Wang and Abao looked at each other and were both speechless by this funny guy.

"What's wrong? What happened that even our powerful President Bao is helpless?" Qin Hao sat down next to Miss Wang and teased A Bao.

Ah Bao laughed and scolded: "In terms of magical powers, who in Shanghai dares to compete with you?"

Fan Xinhua watched A Bao and Qin Hao chatting and laughing without any scruples, and thought: It is said that Mr. Bao and Mr. Qin are the bare-trouser brothers who grew up together. It seems that the rumor is true.

After the joke, Po recounted the situation.

Qin Hao patted Miss Wang's hand gently and comforted her, "It's nothing. A fiancé is there to solve problems. If there are any problems that cannot be solved in the future, leave them to me."

Miss Wang blushed and said angrily, "This is just the first time, and it won't happen again."

Upon hearing this, Fan Xinhua almost laughed out loud. If he could get on Qin Hao's good side, who in Shanghai would dare to look down on him in the future?
Qin Hao listened to A Bao's explanation of the situation and said lightly, "I thought it was no big deal. It's just a famous Shanghai brand."

If this were said by someone else, it would sound a bit pretentious, but for Qin Hao, it is not a difficult task. With the channel advantage of MixC Plaza, it is not difficult to create a Shanghai brand.

A Bao teased Fan Xinhua who was ecstatic beside him, "Did you hear that? Why don't you thank our President Qin? As long as your products are in MixC Plaza, it's like getting a ticket to Shanghai's famous brands."

Fan Xinhua reacted and was about to toast Qin Hao, but Qin Hao stopped him.

"I can give you the admission ticket, but whether you can win the Shanghai brand depends on the means of our President Bao."

A Bao did not respond, but looked at Fan Xinhua who was already full.

"Mr. Fan, have you eaten enough?"

Fan Xinhua laughed awkwardly: "I'm full, I'm full. President Qin and President Bao, please don't laugh at me. I come from a small place and have never seen the world."

"Now that you are full, let's get busy. We have something else to do and will not accompany Mr. Fan." A Bao interrupted Fan Xinhua's crazy act.

Fan Xinhua was naturally unwilling to do so, but he had no choice but to leave the box, looking back every few steps.

After Fan Xinhua left, A Bao took out a sweater from his briefcase and handed it to Qin Hao, then he took out a lighter and demonstrated it.

"Montagut?" Qin Hao was very familiar with Montagut. When Mixc Plaza first opened, Montagut was the best-selling foreign brand. After so many years, Montagut's high-end brand image had long been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

A Bao showed a playful look: "It's not Montagut, it's produced by Mr. Fan's factory. I even thought of a brand name, it's called: Three Sheep."

Miss Wang looked at Abao with extremely surprised eyes: "What's the three sheep and four sheep? Don't you want to give the order to Mr. Fan?"

Qin Hao tapped her forehead lightly and said with a smile, "Don't you understand? That was all a show for Old Fan. Old Fan is a sly old bastard. If we don't put him under pressure, won't he be so arrogant?"

"Did you know Abao's plan long ago?" Miss Wang covered her forehead and glared at Qin Hao angrily.

Qin Hao spread his hands, looking innocent: "Based on my understanding of Abao, if he really didn't want to play with Lao Fan, he wouldn't have met him again, let alone talk to him with you as an uncertain factor?"

A Bao gave a thumbs up and said nothing. He just smiled and poured a glass of wine for Qin Hao. The two looked at each other and smiled and drank it all in one gulp.

Miss Wang punched Qin Hao on the chest in embarrassment and anger: "I have been acting with you for a long time, and I am the only one who has been kept in the dark."

"He was obviously the instigator, why did he hit me?" Qin Hao looked innocent.

"Hmph, no matter what, you are all birds of a feather."

"Hehe, you two can chat slowly. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." Seeing that the situation was not good, Abao quickly ran away.

For the next three days, A Bao kept ignoring Fan Xinhua, not answering his phone calls and saying the Peace Hotel was not there when he went to it. Fan Xinhua was like an ant on hot pot, and he didn't get a good night's sleep. He thought something had happened again.

It was not until noon on the third day that Fan Xinhua suddenly received a call from A Bao, asking him to go to the Peace Hotel to sign the contract.

Fan Xinhua almost fell off the bed with a somersault. He no longer cared about his image. He put on his clothes, took his briefcase and went out. It was not until he got on the bus that he realized he had put on the wrong socks: one was red and the other was black.

After getting off the bus, Fan Xinhua didn't dare to stop for a moment and went straight to the Peace Hotel.

In the private room of the Peace Hotel, A Bao looked at Fan Xinhua, who looked embarrassed, and without saying much, he handed the contract to him directly.

Fan Xinhua took the contract and immediately turned to the last page.

The order quantity of 800,000 pieces instantly made him smile.

"These 800,000 pieces are just the first batch. If you get the Shanghai Famous Brand label, you will also be given the $10 million order."

After A Bao finished speaking, Fan Xinhua was already laughing so hard that he couldn't close his mouth, but when he continued to look down, his expression changed.

"Boss Bao, isn't this price a bit too low?"

A Bao shook the wine glass in his hand and said lightly: "The unit price of 25 yuan is not low. To be honest, if it weren't for Miss Wang's face, many factories would rush to do this 80-piece order."

"Mr. Bao, not every factory can produce the same quality as Montagut, right?" Fan Xinhua smiled innocently, but there was a hint of cunning in his eyes.

Don't think that he looks like a bumpkin when he comes to Shanghai, but he actually knows his own advantages very well. A piece of Montblanc at MixC Plaza costs 25 to yuan, and you only give him yuan?
Facing Fan Xinhua's question, A Bao said lightly: "But who knows? You can't just pull a customer over and say: My product is exactly the same as Montagut's, but the price is only a quarter of it?"

"It costs a lot to promote and build a new brand. To be honest, the profit from these 800,000 pieces is just enough to cover my initial promotional expenses. If I want to make money, I can only count on the next order."

"We are all in the same boat now, and if we want to sail, we must work together."

"You have to take a long-term view. These 800,000 pieces are only the output of your factory in two months. There will be many opportunities for us to cooperate in the future."

A Bao patted Fan Xinhua on the shoulder, but the latter still looked conflicted.

"Of course, if Mr. Fan thinks it's not worth it, then just treat this contract as if it doesn't exist, and I'll have some free time."

After saying that, Abao was about to get the contract. Seeing this, Fan Xinhua quickly put the contract in his arms.

"Boss Bao, don't worry, I'll take a look at the details."

Fan Xinhua then read the contract carefully from beginning to end: "Boss Bao, you are the national general agent."

"Mr. Fan, I worked so hard to build your brand. If you turn around and kick me out, wouldn't I lose everything? This clause is actually just an insurance policy. You can't turn your back on me, right?"

Fan Xinhua laughed awkwardly: "Boss Bao is really good at telling jokes. I am not that kind of person. We are all friends after all."

After hesitating for a long time, Fan Xinhua finally signed his name on the contract.

Abao poured him a glass of wine.

"Then I wish us a happy cooperation."

"It's a pleasure to work with you, Mr. Bao. I'm counting on you."

"Don't worry, we have the contract. Now you, me, and Miss Wang are all comrades in the same boat. We will prosper together and suffer together."

Fan Xinhua carefully put the contract into his briefcase and drank the wine poured by Abao.

Fan Xinhua returned to Hangzhou overnight and convened a grand plenary meeting the next day.

When Fan Xinhua excitedly took out the order worth 800,000 yuan and told the employees in the audience that they would not be laid off, the entire venue was first silent, and then burst into warm cheers.

The 90s was the time when state-owned factories were closing down in droves. Many workers who had worked in factories all their lives and thought they had a stable job woke up one day to find that the world had completely changed.

Especially those middle-aged workers who have elderly parents and young children to support, not only have to face unemployment, but also have to shoulder the burden of the family.

This order of 800,000 yuan was a relief to the hundreds of employees at the Huxi Knitting Factory.

Three days later, Abao's deposit was transferred to the public account of Huxi Knitting Factory. Fan Xinhua immediately asked the purchasing department to purchase various materials and organize production.

The first batch of 100,000 orders was completed in just ten days.

During this period, Abao was not idle. He began to visit the market, especially studying other clothing brands that were selling well.

For Abao, foreign trade and stocks do not involve sales. Creating a new clothing brand and selling the products is undoubtedly a brand new field.

"How's the research going?" Qin Hao patted A Bao's shoulder from behind.

A Bao shrugged: "Not bad, I think I have figured out something."

"Oh? Tell me."

"Montagut's pricing is still too high for ordinary people, so many people enter the store, but generally they look more than they buy, which is a demand gap."

After A Bao finished speaking, he paused and observed the expression on Qin Hao's face, but he didn't see anything, so he continued: "So, after Sanyang goes on the market, its positioning is to be the domestic Montagut, so that customers can buy products of the same quality as Montagut at the cheapest price."

"It's a good idea. We need to keep up the publicity." Qin Hao nodded approvingly. He had to admit that although Abao's success today was due to the guidance of his uncle, his own understanding was definitely among the best.

"Well, I'll come up with a promotional plan later, and you can help me with the advice."

"Okay, if you have any questions about sales, just go find Manager Liu and contact him."

Manager Liu was trained by General Manager Xu before he went to Shenzhen. He has been in charge of Shanghai MixC for almost two years and has always performed well. As for his ability, he is not very good at expanding the territory, but he is still capable of maintaining the first-mover advantage.

After the first batch of 100,000 orders were loaded, Fan Xinhua followed the convoy directly to Shanghai.

Compared with the first time he came to Shanghai, Fan Xinhua is no longer the unknown person he used to be.

Ever since the news of his cooperation with A-Bao came out, people have been calling him "Mr. Fan" in public and in private.

"Hey, Mr. Fan, long time no see, what have you been busy with recently?"

On the Yellow River Road, Manager Pan of Zhizhen Garden greeted Fan Xinhua warmly when he saw him.

Fan Xinhua put aside his previous shabby look, changed into a suit and straightened his chest.

"I'm working on Mr. Bao's batch of goods. I've been working day and night. I'm so tired that my hair is turning white. Don't you think I look a lot more haggard?"

Manager Pan said with a professional smile: "Mr. Fan, you are joking. I see that you are very rosy-cheeked now. You look at least ten years younger."

Fan Xinhua enjoyed it very much. He unconsciously tightened his arms holding the briefcase and felt as if he had really become younger.

"Mr. Fan has an appointment today?"

"I have an appointment with Mr. Bao and Miss Wang. Oh, time is almost up. I won't talk to you anymore. I'm leaving."

"Take care, Mr. Fan. Come visit us at Zhizhen Garden when you have time."

Li Li happened to be sending a customer out, and when he saw this scene, he asked curiously, "Who is this Mr. Fan?"

"The director of a factory in another city, who I heard had a partnership with Mr. Bao, has been shaking recently."

"Oh? Is that Mr. Bao that we haven't invited yet?"

"Yes."

"Find a way to invite him to our Zhizhen Garden."

"let me try."

(End of this chapter)