Rebirth 1990: The beginning is sweet and cool Bai Yueguang

Zhou Qi smiled lightly, "Let's sit down and talk slowly."

It was ten thousand just now, but now, the situation is different.

Looking at Zhou Qi, Du Qianqian felt like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth, but no matter what, Zhou Qi helped her solve the big problem of Liu Mei, and it is estimated that Liu Mei will not dare to come to the factory to act arrogantly in the future. This kindness must be expressed in some way.

As long as it's not too excessive, it's no big deal.

The two returned to the office. Du Qianqian looked at herself in the mirror. The simple yet fashionable outfit made her like it more and more, especially the pants, which had a wonderful line design.

Secretly, she admired herself with great pleasure.

"Look, do you like this pair of pants I designed?" Zhou Qi asked.

"Yeah, it's quite to my taste!" Du Qianqian admitted generously, and then asked curiously: "Is this really from your hand?"

"Otherwise." Zhou Qi shrugged casually, "Have you seen something similar outside?"

I have indeed never seen it before. Beggar pants plus pencil pants, this thing is at least ten years ahead of its time. It would be strange if it was available on the market. However, the enthusiastic response of the group of buyers today should be attributed to Du Qianqian's pair of long and straight beautiful legs. She looks good in anything.

"Well, what price do you plan to offer me for this design?" Du Qianqian asked. She could still vividly remember the exciting scene just now and was sure that Zhou Qi would not give it away for free.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Qi waved his hand and said with a smile: "Talking about money is so vulgar, it's just a design, I'll give it to you!"

"Give it to me?" Du Qianqian was stunned for a moment, "Are you really planning to give it to me for free?"

"Surprising?" Zhou Qi smiled brightly. "I don't run a clothing factory, so it's useless to keep the design. But, you don't mind if I use this design to exchange for your overstocked inventory, right?"

Du Qianqian rolled her eyes helplessly when she heard this. She didn't want money, she wanted clothes. Isn't it still the sheep that pays for the wool?

"You are really good at calculating. My inventory is valuable. My heart bleeds if I sell it to you for 10,000 yuan." Du Qianqian said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"You're not calculating wisely." Zhou Qi continued, "Think about it. The price I quoted to the buyer just now can make an extra two yuan per piece. If I sell 5,000 pieces, won't I get back 10,000 yuan? What's more, 5,000 pieces is just a conservative estimate..."

Du Qianqian was shocked when she heard this. Yes, she almost forgot about this. With this calculation, exchanging the leftover goods for this design was a huge profit.

The key point is that now he has been "put on the shelf". Zhou Qi has said it all. If the design cannot be obtained, the production cannot keep up, and the supplier cannot deliver, the reputation of the factory will be damaged. Think about it, it's just some leftover goods, so the conditions are reasonable.

So Du Qianqian nodded and said, "Deal, those remaining goods will be yours. I'll have someone prepare the contract now."

"If I were you, I wouldn't be so impatient." Zhou Qi said slowly.

Du Qianqian was stunned, blinking her big eyes and staring at Zhou Qi, muttering in her heart: What is this person up to? "What do you mean?" she asked doubtfully.

"Think about it, if I can come up with a design at will, shouldn't you ask me if I have any other treasures? If I can pack them all at once, wouldn't I make a fortune?" Zhou Qi explained slowly.

Du Qianqian's eyes lit up, and she started to wonder: Isn't this a trap? But she looked at Zhou Qi's warm smile and listened to him say, "The competition in this market is very fierce, and the competitors are almost at our doorstep. If we don't have some eye-catching products, won't our market share be eaten away by others? On the contrary, it will be a rhythm of rapid progress."

"So, whether a factory can take off and how high it can fly depends on its hard power and soft power. This is especially true in an industry like ours where creativity is king."

A threat, an undisguised threat. Du Qianqian could tell that it was a hint: if she didn't buy the design package, he would turn to his competitor.

Although these words sounded threatening, they were not without reason. Du Qianqian could not find any reason to refute them for a moment.

"Then, what is your cooperation plan?" Du Qianqian asked directly.

Zhou Qi smiled secretly in his heart, but his face remained calm: "Look, you are anxious again, right? Miss Du, if it were me, I would first ask you how many designs I have and what the price is. What if the designs are many and new? Why don't I think of a way to tie up this design genius tightly and don't let the opponent get the advantage?"

Du Qianqian thought to herself that this guy was too cunning and was obviously trying to make a fortune.

The key point is that she found herself being led by Zhou Qi, and wanted to turn the tables, but found that her hands and feet were tied tightly.

Although she had only taken over the garment factory for a year, she had seen many ups and downs in the business world. But facing Zhou Qi, Du Qianqian felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.

She sighed and asked helplessly: "Well, how many designs can you design?"

Zhou Qi leisurely stretched out a finger.

"Ten models?" Du Qianqian asked tentatively.

Zhou Qi shook his head and said, "Miss Du, you need to expand your horizons."

"One hundred models?" Du Qianqian was so surprised that she almost couldn't close her mouth. This number was shocking enough.

It’s quite impressive for a designer to come up with seven or eight new products in a quarter, and it’s a blessing if one or two of them become popular. For someone like Zhou Qi to come up with a hit pair of jeans in one go is simply a miracle.

If you can come up with a hundred models at once and have every one of them become popular, that would be something you wouldn't even dare to dream of.

Zhou Qi spread his hands casually and said, "It's about the same, but I can guarantee that every one of these 100 styles is a potential fashion model."

This is not bragging. He has been in the business world for many years and has seen many different types of people, including urban white-collar workers, fashion trendsetters, and internet celebrities. Just think about it and all kinds of styles will appear in his mind.

Copying it almost exactly is a piece of cake for him. And these are all at the forefront of fashion nowadays.

"You're not kidding me?" Du Qianqian looked incredulous.

"Do I look like someone who's joking?" Zhou Qi tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of the chair and suggested, "Well, let me show you my inventory first. If you're really interested after you've read it, we can discuss it in depth. If you're not interested, just pretend I never mentioned it."

"Check the inventory? Do you mean you brought the finished products?" Du Qianqian asked puzzledly.

"You have ready-made resources." Zhou Qi smiled and directed, "You have so many employees in your factory. Pick ten girls with good figures and let them match ten sets of clothes and pants by themselves and show them off in the office."

"Of course," he added, "if you're willing to do it yourself, that would be great."