Chapter 52: The Unordinary Middle school Student (1/2)

In 2001, the provincial city was not congested at all.

The roads were spacious, and it took less than twenty minutes for the Santana to arrive at a small factory located in the high-tech development area southeast of the city.

When Zhao Qingfeng got out of the car.

A young girl was already waiting at the entrance.

She was a 24 or 25-year-old woman named Wang Qiuyue, serving as the logistics manager of Liming Clothing.

“Mr. Zhao?”

Wang Qiuyue approached and first glanced at the driver, Little Wang, before smiling and asking.

Like Little Wang, she was skeptical. Zhao Qingfeng was just an 18-year-old middle school student. She inwardly mocked Liu Li for having reached such a desperate state that she would even trust a middle school student. Was this not just being fooled?

“Hello.”

Zhao Qingfeng confidently shook her hand, neither humble nor arrogant.

The two chatted while walking, with Little Wang following behind. Soon, they arrived at the entrance of the large warehouse in the factory.

At this time.

Many employees were moving clothing into the warehouse.

These were sweaters that had been sent to business partners and then returned.

Some partners didn’t want to bluntly reject Liu Li, so they cautiously suggested taking a look first before deciding.

But this approach inadvertently added a lot of transportation costs for Liu Li, exacerbating the company’s difficulties.

“Right here.”

Wang Qiuyue led Zhao Qingfeng into the warehouse and pointed to the southeast corner.

In the 300-square-meter warehouse, more than twenty thousand sweaters, each wrapped in plastic bags, were piled up in the corner.

Zhao Qingfeng walked over, opened one, and looked at it, then shook his head.

He silently cursed the perpetrator for being so malicious. The sweaters were mostly bright colors with some colorful stripes, clearly not suitable for adults or the elderly, meaning the target audience for these sweaters was very limited.

Wang Qiuyue gave a detailed introduction, “The sizes are complete, and there are about these two colors. Liu Li just called, saying if you have any requirements, you can… feel free to ask me. But I thought things have already come to this, so I didn’t call down other managers. There’s no need, right, Mr. Zhao?”

Zhao Qingfeng nodded.

He was unconcerned about such attitudes.

Judging people by their appearance is a common fault, and despite some claiming they wouldn’t do it, it’s human nature and often unavoidable.

He took a deep breath, the scent of new fabric filling his nose, making his brain a bit more agile.

“What’s the defect rate?”

Zhao Qingfeng walked around and asked softly.

“Three per thousand.”

Wang Qiu Yue followed and answered.

“The quality is good. How much were you planning to sell them for if it was retail?”

Zhao Qingfeng picked up a piece and carefully examined it, finding the quality to be quite good.

“If it were autumn or winter, the prices could be 60, 80, or 150 yuan, depending on the city’s purchasing power and the distributor. Naturally, it would be more expensive in large malls.”

Wang Qiuyue reluctantly shared some documents.

Zhao Qingfeng glanced briefly and returned them, instructing Little Wang to drive out, heading straight for various malls.

Throughout the afternoon.

Zhao Qingfeng visited numerous malls, big and small. In the evening, he asked Little Wang to take him to Ji Province University for a tour.

Little Wang was puzzled, “Mr. Zhao, are you going to meet your girlfriend?”

Zhao Qingfeng shook his head with a smile, flipping through the notes he had made, “No, I’m looking at potential markets. Just do as I say, thank you.”

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