In her previous life, she came to work in the provincial capital and had no other skills. She could only work with the boss who took foreign trade orders and help the tailors there. She did things such as sewing buttons or sewing some simple parts.

With more exposure, I gradually started making clothes myself and earning some commission.

She clearly remembered that Sister Feng, Feng Yuzhen, who took over the foreign trade job, was once an employee of the No. 1 National Cotton Factory.

In the 1980s, the clothing manufacturing industry was still a planned economy, mainly based on the foreign trade order model. This resulted in clothing manufacturers being accustomed to mass production and high inventory backlogs.

Especially with the emergence of bargain-priced goods, people's choices have increased, making it difficult for shopping malls to digest them.

As soon as the layoff craze started, Feng Yuzhen saw the right opportunity and bought a batch of clothing from the No. 1 National Cotton Factory at a low price, earning her first pot of gold.

Originally, Lin Xi wanted to wait until she graduated from high school to be free before starting this matter, but after Lin Xia's incident, it didn't matter if she did it earlier.

However, the overstocked clothing is not so easy to deal with. It is impossible for you to choose all the good products for your first cooperation, but if you eat them all, it is very likely that the factory's inventory will become your own inventory.

Lin Xi took the car all the way to the No. 1 National Cotton Factory. Before she could enter, she was stopped by the guard.

"Girl, who are you looking for? We don't want to mess around here."

Lin Xi's face turned red and her heart stopped beating: "I'm going to the sales department to talk to your section chief about something."

Seeing that she was only eighteen or nineteen years old, the guard was suspicious and let her in after letting her register.

As soon as Lin Xi entered the factory, he heard happy songs coming from the loudspeakers above. The corridor paved with red bricks led to the office building.

On the wall of the workshop in the distance are large red slogans such as 'Safety and Promote Production' and 'Striving for the First'.

At this time, the workers were all busy in the workshop. As soon as Lin Xi arrived downstairs, he happened to meet a man in work clothes coming down the steps.

After asking the other party for the specific location of the sales department, and thanking the other party, she stepped up the steps.

In the sales department at this moment, Section Chief Sun had just returned from a meeting, with a terrifyingly gloomy face.

"I have been holding down the goods for a quarter and selling them in a few days. I really don't know what they are thinking. It's easy to say that the upper lip touches the lower lip. Why don't they do it? The factory is short of funds, so it's not

I became nervous for a while. Whoever can handle it can handle it. I don’t believe that without this batch of orders, the factory will go bankrupt."

"I heard that this batch of foreign trade orders came from our factory director begging grandpa and grandma. As long as we accept this order, our factory's efficiency can be increased by at least this amount."

The other party said and extended a fist.

"One hundred thousand?" Sun Xingwang sneered disdainfully: "Do you know how many orders a trade fair can attract? How much effort did it take me to persuade Director Zhou of the Woolen Textile Factory to take me with him, but what happened? The emperor really doesn't want to

The eunuch is in a hurry."

Lin Xi stood in front of the door with the words "Sales Department" on it, raised his hand and knocked on the door twice.

The voice inside was a little excited, and she knocked hard twice.

This time the other party finally heard him and shouted "come in" before Lin Xi opened the door and went in.

Seeing that it was a young girl, Sun Xingwang frowned: "Who are you looking for?"

"Can I ask if Section Chief Sun is here?"

Sun Xingwang did not answer whether he was there, but asked: "What's the matter?"

Lin Xi understood immediately and walked to his table and introduced with a smile: "Hello, Section Chief Sun, my name is Lin Xi. I am a self-employed person. I want to buy some clothes from your factory."

Upon hearing the word self-employed, Sun Xingwang's face clearly showed a bit of contempt and impatience.

"Don't even look at where this place is. Our factory has never sold to self-employed people. Let's leave quickly."

In the past, if Lin Xi was thin-skinned and treated with this attitude, he would probably blush and walk away.

But she has been given the chance to live and die again, so this is nothing.

"Chief Sun, please listen to what I have to say first. I know that as a self-employed person, the demand is small, but I don't choose. As long as it is cheaper, even if it is a backlog of inventory."

When Sun Xingwang heard about the backlog of inventory, his eyes lit up. He really dozed off on his pillow.

"How much do you want?"

"Well, should I look at the goods first before placing an order?"

Sun Xingguo nodded and did not move. Instead, he asked the clerk next to him, Xiao Li, to take Lin Xi to the warehouse.

Xiao Li is a young man in his early twenties. He is average-looking, but this does not stop him from liking beautiful things.

Just like Lin Xi.

In order to talk to her more, Xiao Li introduced the situation in the factory to Lin Xi non-stop when he came out of the office.

Lin Xi always kept a smile and occasionally asked a few questions, so that Xiao Li would not be left in the cold, and he could get the information he wanted to know just right.

When I learned that the factory was worrying about cleaning up inventory, I felt a little more confident.

The two of them walked all the way to the warehouse, where the backlog of goods almost filled one wall.

Some of the clothes are packed in sacks, and most of them are piled randomly on the ground.

Although the floor was made of cement, there was no moisture-proof treatment, and many clothes in the corners were moldy.

Lin Xi noticed that the workmanship and quality of these clothes were excellent, but the styles were too vulgar.

Take that yellow-green cotton coat, it was okay to wear in the 1950s and 1960s.

But now many families have sewing machines. In addition, after the reform and opening up, tailors will also open shops to take jobs. More importantly, the fashion trends from abroad and from the other side of Hong Kong have had an impact on the people. The old styles of the national cotton factory can be used by people.

It’s strange that you are willing to buy into it.

Lin Xi looked through all the clothes. Except for some of them, there was no need to reprocess them. However, he selected a few that were pretty good.

"Comrade Lin Xi, just tell me which one you like. These are gathering dust in the warehouse. I listen to the section chief. The factory is in a hurry to get the money back, so we will sell them if you give us the money."

"Brother Li, this is my first time to buy these things, and since I don't have that much money, I always feel uneasy. Can you tell me the truth?"

Xiao Li was also a down-to-earth person, and he really started to help Lin Xi with suggestions.

"To tell you the truth, these colors and styles are okay. They are all returned from foreign trade, and they are more or less defective. The price is really not expensive. It's hard to say about cotton clothes. The factory produced this batch and pressed them.

It's a lot of money. But the other party regretted not taking it anymore. The factory leaders held a meeting and gave a death order that they must all be sold."

The two of them talked and returned to the office, and Lin Xi also had some thoughts.

"Buy by the pound?" Sun Xingwang almost laughed out loud after hearing her request: "So you came here to pick up a bargain? I have a meeting to hold later, so I don't have time to tell you more.

Bye bye, please leave quickly."
Chapter completed!