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"26 orders! Oh my God, this is too exaggerated!"

"We worked hard for four days and only signed a total of [-] orders. This day exceeded the previous total. If we prepare the fashion show on the first day, wouldn't we be able to sign a large number of orders on the first day? "

Li Ming expressed his own "high opinions", and then was lightly knocked on the head by Chen Guihe beside him.

"When I called you stupid just now, it might have been a joke, but now I think you are really stupid."

"Without the accumulation of orders in the previous few days, the leaders of other venues would be so willing to lend us the venue? Can we invite Minister Wang today? Can so many foreign customers watch? What good things are you thinking of!"

"My score was zero before. If we invite others with this score, we will be surprised if they can even take care of us."

"Brother Chen is right. Such good results today are not achieved suddenly and overnight. They are closely related to the efforts of each of us in the past few days."

"Today's good results actually mean that in the remaining two days, we are likely to be in a state of zero orders."

"But it doesn't matter. We have won a big victory this time. Even if we don't place orders in the next two days, we will have made history."

"Okay, no more talking, let's quickly count how many there are in total."

Working in pairs, they counted orders one by one, 26 orders, totaling more than 800 million US dollars.

This number shocked several people again.

"Our clothing factory is getting rich!"

"Not only is it about getting rich, everyone will have to work overtime throughout next year, and they have to contact the textile factory to work together to produce fabrics."

"I used to worry about the factory losing money, but now I worry about not being able to keep up with production. This is unprecedented!"

"Uncle Zhao, don't forget the trade fair in Guangzhou in the summer."

"I can't forget it. With the precedent we have set this time, I can imagine how fierce the competition in our clothing industry will be by then."

"Not to mention those factories that did not come to participate this time, these two are the only ones at present. They will definitely learn from each other by then."

In fact, Song Fuyu thinks that given the current development situation, competition is a good thing.

The competition is fierce and can effectively promote the development of the industry, instead of just following the steps and waiting for customers to come to your door like before.

The next day, after Zhao Da submitted the order form to the staff of the Ministry of Commerce, their garment factory caused quite a stir in the two-story venue.

In five days, a total turnover of more than 2000 million was created. For a small factory, this is an unprecedented achievement, and it is close to the total sales of the garment industry participating in the exhibition over the years.

"Daughter, okay, your father and I are willing to bow down to you."

"How can that not be possible? The sales volume of your steel factory has exceeded [-] million, and we haven't even reached your last figure yet."

"Clothing is a light industry, and our steel factory is a heavy industry. The two cannot be compared like this. In terms of the profits you create, you have actually won over many large factories."

“I was a little surprised to achieve such good results this time.”

"It's great to be able to give your father-in-law a good job."

"Indeed, he will probably be shocked too."

We can't report to the army this year, we have to wait until the end of next year.

"Do you have time tonight? We agreed to have dinner with Uncle Zhao and the others before. We have been free for the past two days."

"Have time."

"Okay, I'll call you at six o'clock in the evening."

Returning to the second floor from the first floor, their booth was indeed quiet.

In the past two days, he did not intend to let Chen Guihe stay at the door, but asked him to return to the second floor.

There are still two days left for the trade fair, and most of the customers who want to attend have already arrived in the past few days.

In the next two days, according to Uncle Zhao's experience, most of them were customers that had not been negotiated before. They came over to continue the negotiation, and there were very few new customers.

"Fuyu, do you think this batch of clothes of ours can go to supply and marketing cooperatives and department stores?"

"Can't get on."

"How to say?"

"It's too expensive and ordinary people can't afford it. The color and style are not suitable for China for the time being. If it really wants to be published, it will have to be revised and reprinted."

"We'll wait until next year. Your factory was very busy planning production time."

"But I still say the same thing. If the quality of the clothes you produce does not keep up, it will be a breach of contract on your side. I can cancel the cooperation with you at any time."

"Don't worry, your Aunt Fang and I will definitely keep it under control."

In the morning, the six people just sat and chatted on the second floor. In the end, An Bangguo, Chen Guihe, and Li Ming were asked to go back to the hotel to rest, and come back to pick up their things at the end of the afternoon.

This decision made Li Ming so happy that it was his turn that such a great thing happened. Zhao Da gave him a loud chestnut to calm him down.

"I just saw the director of the clothing factory in the opposite corner downstairs. He seemed to be talking to Director Liu about the venue of the podium."

"Tomorrow is the last day. Even if we prepare today, it should be too late, right? The place needs to be freed up for everyone to have a meeting tomorrow afternoon."

"They have neither clothes nor models, so what's the use of just having a venue?"

"That's not our concern anymore."

"But they should be worried. After all, we have put so much pressure on them this time. If we still maintain the previous state, they will feel comfortable and mess up."

At 05:30 in the afternoon, several people who had gone back to the hotel to rest returned to the booth.

"How is it? Did you sleep comfortably?"

“It’s so comfortable, so refreshing.”

"The three of you are responsible for transporting all the things back tonight, and you will prepare your own dinner tonight. We won't eat with you."

"Don't worry, director, I promise to complete the task."

In the evening, only Zhao Da and his wife, Chen Guoxing and Song Fuyu ate together.

"Your garment factory has really raised its head again this time."

"This is all thanks to Fuyu. Without her ideas, we might still be exactly the same as before."

"Haha, this girl really gave me a big surprise."

"I remember when I persuaded her to work in a steel factory, she refused to stay no matter what."

"I know nothing about those hard things, and I'm not interested in them. If I worked in a steel factory, my brain would definitely rust."