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As soon as the six people arrived at the exit, they saw Cao Xingwang, the director of the Qin City Garment Factory, personally holding up a sign with the four characters "Welcome to Triumph" written on it.

"Director Cao, you are exaggerating. You even used the word "triumph". We are not going to war."

"Didn't you just come back from a great victory?"

In the past few days, he has been paying attention to their situation in Haishi in the factory.

Although he could not contact the six of them, he would call the Ministry of Commerce on time every six o'clock in the afternoon to inquire about the situation.

On the first day when he learned that they had signed an order worth nearly US$300 million, Cao Xingwang's hand was shaking as he held the phone.

The comrade over there had hung up the phone, but he was still sitting there holding the phone receiver and didn't react.

For the next few days, he was in the same state of shock every day.

However, on the fifth day, I called and received no reply.

He thought he would get nothing on that day, but the next morning, a call from the Ministry of Commerce came to his office.

Before he could say hello, he only heard the comrade on the other end of the phone excitedly saying that they signed an order worth $800 million yesterday.

This number made Cao Xingwang feel unbelievable. After confirming it several times, the other party always answered with the same number. Only then did he realize that he had indeed heard correctly, which was US$800 million.

Early the next morning after the trade fair, before he even entered the office, he heard the phone ringing inside.

Sitting in the office all morning, it can be said that he has been answering the phone all the time. Almost all the directors of factories in Qin City have called him. Even the mayor took the time to make a phone call and tell them about their achievements this time.

He is proud!

He didn't expect to see such a grand event in their garment factory before he retired.

Fortunately, he listened to Zhao Da's advice and chose to cooperate with Song Fuyu.

"Director Song, I have arranged a table of good meals and dishes in the cafeteria. You will be rewarded tonight."

If it weren't for the fact that Song Fuyu was a lesbian, Cao Xingwang might have excitedly stepped forward to hold her hand and thank her for her efforts.

"Director Cao, then I would rather be respectful than obey your orders."

The other party was so enthusiastic, so it was hard for her to offend him. Anyway, there would be a car to take her back to the village in the evening, so it wouldn't be a bad idea to leave after dinner.

We took the bus all the way back to the garment factory. Although we hadn't gotten off the bus yet, the employees in the factory kept waving and saying hello just by looking at their car.

"This is the first time in my life that I have been treated like this. I feel like I have become a national leader."

Li Ming's words aroused their sympathy. Even Zhao Da experienced this kind of treatment for the first time.

"Everyone knows your record this time. If it weren't for the fact that you took the train for two days and they calmed down beforehand, they might be even more excited."

"Everyone will be busy after that."

"It's better to be busy, I'm afraid I won't be busy."

Song Fuyu agreed with this statement very much.

Because after the restructuring of state-owned enterprises, especially after the reform and opening up, some private companies began to emerge. At this time, some state-owned factories with low efficiency and losses for years will face huge challenges.

If it has been unable to make a profit, then this kind of factory can only face acquisitions, mergers, and downsizing...

After a few people got off the bus, Li Ming and An Bangguo went to brag with other colleagues. Song Fuyu and Zhao Da followed Cao Xingwang to his office.

In addition to them, some other leaders of the garment factory also came in together.

"Please sit down, please sit down."

"Director Song, do you want some tea?"

"..."

"Director Cao, how about you be a little more normal?"

She felt that Cao Xingwang wanted to hold her up. On the way to the office, he kept reminding her not to bump into each other, but he almost didn't arrange for someone to help her walk.

"Okay, okay, I'm just happy, haha."

"I haven't slept well these past few nights. I'm so excited."

Cao Xingwang also wanted to be normal, but it was really difficult to calm down in front of such an ecstatic thing.

Their clothing factory used to make a profit of 30 to [-] yuan a year after excluding various costs, which he already felt was very good.

As a result, it was calculated as tens of millions or US dollars. Even the mayor was extremely excited, let alone a small factory director.

"Director Cao, in the next few days, your factory should come up with a production plan as soon as possible."

"Not only your clothing factory, but also the textile factories and clothing accessories-related factories that have cooperated with you before, must contact them immediately and ask those factories to also list their bylaws."

"We did sign a lot of orders this time, but they all have delivery deadlines. If we don't deliver something by the time, we will lose money."

"Don't worry, I have contacted other factories in the past few days and made an appointment with them to come to our factory for a meeting next Monday."

"Our factory does not have such a large productivity, so we may have to contract some of the work to garment factories in nearby cities."

"As for how you specifically produce it, I don't have much of an opinion. Anyway, the contract is all very clear."

"What I ask for is quality and quantity and on-time delivery."

When Song Fuyu changed the topic to business, Cao Xingwang quickly calmed down.

"In terms of quality, you can be completely assured. Everything produced in our factory will be checked at all levels. Fang Mei knows this very well. She is the production director."

"One more thing I must remind you in advance is that we may sign more orders at the Guangzhou trade fair in the summer. We cannot just look at the present, but we must also include the future situation in our plans to prevent it from being overwhelming."

More than a dozen people discussed in the office until about six o'clock in the afternoon. If Cao Xingwang's assistant hadn't come to ask them to go to dinner, they might have talked for longer.

"Let's get here first today. We'll go to the cafeteria to eat and give you a break."

"Director Song, are you staying in Qin City during this period?"

"No, I will go back to the village for two days and come over on Monday to have a meeting with you."

"You don't have to take the car by yourself on Monday morning. I'll ask the driver to pick you up in your village at seven o'clock."

"Thank you, Director Cao."

If there is a car to pick you up, that would be great.

We had a lively dinner at the clothing factory. I have to praise the chef of the clothing factory for his excellent cooking skills. Song Fuyu was very satisfied with the meal.

"Aunt Fang, the chefs in your factory are very good at cooking. Why do you still go home for lunch every day?"

"People who live in residential homes either go home to eat, or they bring food over at noon."

“In general, it’s more cost-effective to eat at home.”

After dinner, Director Cao arranged for a driver to take her back to the village.

Along the way, the driver was also extremely excited and kept asking Song Fuyu various questions.

Thinking that in the next period of time, she would trouble the driver a lot, and she did not show any impatience and responded to him seriously.

"Director Song, you have a good rest these two days. I will pick you up in front of your house at seven o'clock on Monday morning."

"Thank you, hard work."