Two days later, a private room at the Peace Hotel.

When my uncle saw A Bao, who was tired from work, he poured him a glass of water.

"Did the factory see it? Is Mr. Fan reliable?"

Abao drank it all and took a breath: "The factory is generally good, they are all veteran workers, and their skills are not to mention. As for Mr. Fan, he looks honest, but he is always cunning, what about the words in his mouth?

You can only believe 50% at most”

My uncle smiled and said, "Normally, outsiders who dare to go to Shanghai to wander are all smart people. It depends on whether they are smart or have great wisdom."

"I think it's the former, but it doesn't matter. When doing business, you always have to deal with all kinds of people and try to be clever with me. Then find an opportunity to beat him. It's just to put more effort into it." Abao.

shrugged.

Grandpa nodded: "As long as you know what's going on."

"Uncle, I'm going to take a shower first, and I'll go to the Foreign Trade Building later."

"Okay, you go ahead. I'll ask the waiter to take the clothes you changed into clean and ironed."

After taking a shower and putting on a new set of clothes, the old and dusty A Bao transformed into a lively Mr. Bao.

The Toyota was also cleaned and appeared brand new at the entrance of the Peace Hotel.

After Abao took the car keys, he handed the waiter a tip of 100 yuan.

"Thank you Mr. Bao."

Abao smiled at him, got into the car and drove away.

The Foreign Trade Building was still bustling with people, and Po's appearance made the already lively scene become a little out of control.

"Mr. Bao, we have cooperated before, so we should leave the new order to us."

"Mr. Bao, this is the information of our factory. The workers and equipment are all first-rate."

It took a lot of effort for Po to squeeze out of the crowd and reach the third floor.

"Mr. Bao, you're here." Mei Ping waved hello from afar.

Abao nodded to her: "Well, is Miss Wang here?"

"Yes, but she was just called to the office by the section chief. Why don't you go sit in the reception room first and I'll pour you some water." Mei Ping said eagerly.

Abao waved his hand: "No, I'll go to her workstation and wait for her to finish. You can do your work first."

"Okay." Mei Ping looked at Abao's back, her eyes gradually becoming colder.

A quarter of an hour later, Miss Wang came out of the section chief's office angrily. Upon seeing this, Abao joked: "What's wrong? Who messed with our Miss Wang?"

Miss Wang was a little surprised to see A Bao: "When did you come back?"

"I just arrived in Shanghai from Hangzhou."

"How's the factory over there?"

"It's okay. There's no problem with the workers and equipment. I'll send a few experienced people over to follow the orders and keep an eye on the progress of the orders. There shouldn't be any big problems." Abao said lightly.

Miss Wang heard this and said angrily: "You have no problem, but I have a problem here."

"What do you mean?" Abao's expression changed.

"I don't know who reported it to the superiors, saying that Master took special care of me and illegally granted me export quotas. He also said that my top performance in three years was all due to illegal operations. The superiors have already sent people down to investigate."

Although Miss Wang didn't explain it clearly, Abao immediately grasped the key points.

"In other words, you no longer have export quotas?"

Wang Mingzhu said depressedly: "Master told me that in this situation, there is only one way to get export quotas, which is to get Shanghai famous brands first."

In the late 1980s, export trade was booming, but it also caused many problems.

In order to compete for foreign trade orders, some manufacturers have lowered prices without any bottom line. Many orders are made at a loss, relying entirely on state export subsidies to make money. There are also some unscrupulous merchants who use inferior raw materials to reduce costs, leading to many complaints from foreign businessmen.

In response to these problems, the superiors decentralized foreign trade management rights to the Foreign Trade Corporation for distribution. If you want to do export trade, you must first obtain the export quota from the Foreign Trade Corporation, otherwise you will not be able to leave the port at all.

The salesmen of the Foreign Trade Corporation have a certain number of export quotas every year. Generally speaking, most salesmen cannot complete it. If they can complete 50% of the year-end ratings, they will be considered to have passed the test. People like Ms. Wang

It is very rare for export quotas to be exhausted every year.

However, the leaders of the Foreign Trade Corporation also need political achievements to make themselves "progress", so they have set up a loophole to obtain Shanghai's famous brand products and obtain additional indicators when exporting them.

In the 1990s, the selection of famous brands in Shanghai was relatively strict. It not only had strict requirements on product quality, but also had certain requirements on brand popularity.

"So, we can only change factories?"

Manufacturers that can obtain Shanghai famous brands must have reached a certain scale, and it is not easy to lower prices.

Abao couldn't help but have a headache. He finally found a factory that could produce it at a low price, but it turned out that it couldn't be used.

Miss Wang shook her head and smiled bitterly: "I have contacted many manufacturers in the past two days. According to their prices, you will definitely lose money on this order."

"Otherwise, let's hand over the order to other salesmen. They should still have extra export quotas."

A Bao shook his head when he heard this. The reason why he took this order was to help Miss Wang and return Qin Hao's favor. If he handed over the order to other salesmen, wouldn't he be tying up the enemy? Then he might as well have done it in the first place.

Do not accept this order.

"Well, don't worry. I'll talk to a few manufacturers with famous Shanghai brands first to see if I can lower the price. As long as I don't lose money, I'll accept it even if I don't make a penny."

Not losing money is Abao's bottom line. It's not that he is reluctant to part with that little money, but in business, there are certain bottom lines that must be adhered to. You can't do business at a loss until the end of the road.

Just when A Bao left the foreign trade building and was about to get in the car, Mei Ping chased him out.

"Mr. Bao."

Abao asked with some confusion: "What's wrong with Xiaomei?"

Mei Ping rubbed her hands and said with some embarrassment: "Mr. Bao, actually I still have an export quota of 10 million US dollars that has not been used up. If you need it..."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Before she could finish her words, Abao interrupted directly: "No, no need."

After saying that, Abao drove away in the Toyota.

Mei Ping stood blankly on the side of the road, letting the ruthless north wind howl and slap her hard on the face and heart.

"One day, I will make sure none of you dare to ignore me like this again!"

.......

In the next few days, Abao used his contacts to find many manufacturers with famous Shanghai brands. However, based on their quotations, Abao would lose money on this order.

Just when A Bao was at a loss what to do, Fan Xinhua, who was far away in Hangzhou, was also anxious. Judging from the performance of A Bao's visit to the factory before, he should be quite satisfied. Why has he been back to Shanghai for a few days and there is no movement at all?

"Mr. Bao, what was your visit to our factory last time? You are welcome to give us your valuable opinions."

Abao was worried, so he said casually: "It's okay, no objection."

Then he hung up the phone. Fan Xinhua panicked. If it's OK, then it's not OK. If he has no objection, it means he has a big objection.

When I called Abao again, the other party hung up immediately.

Fan Xinhua couldn't sit still any longer and rushed to Shanghai by car overnight.

When I arrived at the Foreign Trade Building and inquired about it, I found out what had happened. I almost got so angry that I almost lost my temper.

After waiting for a while, I found Miss Wang with a sad face.

"Ms. Wang, hundreds of employees in our factory are just waiting for this order to make a living. You should do your best and help me say a good word to Mr. Bao. I beg you..."

Miss Wang had never encountered such a situation before. Seeing that Fan Xinhua was about to kneel down, she quickly helped him up.

"Director Fan has something to say, what are you doing?"

Fan Xinhua grabbed Miss Wang's arm and burst into tears: "Ms. Wang, if you don't do this order, it won't be done. There are hundreds of people in our factory and they haven't been paid for three months."

Now, there is no money to reimburse retired employees for their medical expenses..."

Under Fan Xinhua's repeated attacks, Ms. Wang relented.

"You get up first. If you do this again, I really won't care."

Fan Xinhua stopped crying as soon as he saw the scene. He can be called a movie king with his acting skills.

"Ms. Wang, I am a country person, and I am the most honest person. I will believe whatever you say. It is not easy for you to lie to me."

After saying that, he just stood there and waited. The meaning was obvious: you are lying to me if you don't take actual actions.

Miss Wang had no choice but to call A Bao in person and ask him to have dinner on Huanghe Road at noon.

"Are you satisfied now?"

Fan Xinhua wiped his tears: "I knew that Miss Wang had a Bodhisattva heart and would not leave us alone."

Miss Wang:..........

Huanghe Road is still busy with traffic.

As soon as Miss Wang got off the bus with Fan Xinhua, Fan Xinhua saw the newly opened Zhizhenyuan.

"Ms. Wang, is this a newly opened restaurant? It looks so grand."

Miss Wang was so troubled by him that she lost her temper: "Well, it just opened two days ago."
To be continued...