"What do you think? The suit is a high-end product, and the groom sounds rustic." Song Yang had developed a friendship with him through thick and thin, so he spoke more casually.

This is true, otherwise why would he add Shinur later?

Wang Bo was very angry and sneered: "Then you want to buy something special? It's very tacky."

Song Yang had a smile on his face: "I only wore it. I pictured its style. I didn't say what brand it was. Aren't I embarrassed to say it at the time?"

"You were wary of me!"

Song Guowei knew that his son had some thoughts about Wang Bo, so why were he still quarreling with him now?

A small square table for three generations of old, middle and young people.

Wang Bo was born in the 1960s and is ten years older than Song Yang.

Song Yang once again insulted the name of the bridegroom a few times, and Wang Bo was so angry that he drank another sip of wine with him: "Old Song, your son is very proud now that he has been admitted to Yanda University!"

"...Children are not very good at talking."

"Don't look down on me, I'm professional in this area." Song Yang came prepared and took out the remaining brochure from his bag and handed it to him, "Look at the plan I made."

Wang Bo looked at the exquisite brochure in surprise. He didn't care about the mess on the table and the oil in his hand. When he got it, his eyes widened: "A woolen factory?"

This is indeed a big local factory in Uyghur, no one knows about it.

Wang Bo read two more pages and then asked: "What plan did you make?"

Song Yang smiled and nodded.

Then Wang Bo gradually looked in.

This is the advantage of being a soldier. You also have to take lessons in the army.

Song Guowei didn't know many words, but Wang Bo could read them smoothly and gradually became thoughtful.

Song Yang added: "Let's eat and drink first. I'll give you this brochure. Take it back and read it slowly. Your factory only has a few sewing machines and a few people. The brand is still a bit far away from you."

In fact, after remembering who Wang Bo might be, Song Yang also thought about not cooperating with him.

However, Song Yang currently needs to advance funds for many places. Wang Bo himself has a small business, so it would be too difficult for him to advance funds to make 5,000 suits.

With how many people he has, it is probably impossible to produce a sufficient number of high-quality suits as scheduled.

"...You know how to behave like this! Boy, you still don't understand the things in society!" Wang Bo admitted that the things in the booklet were valuable, and glanced at him sideways, "I'm just starting, there will be more this year.

In half a year, I will definitely earn another 200,000 by the end of the year!"

"Only 200,000."

"...You look more pleasing to the eye as before when you were less cautious and less talkative."

Song Yang said cheerfully: "I have been a soldier for a year, so I think I have the same temperament as you. How about my military style boxing?"

"I don't have much energy, I'm just not stupid, I have a bit of courage." Wang Bo looked at Song Guowei and said, "Old Song, after the restructuring of the Second Cotton Textile Factory in Zhucheng, are you going to lose your job? Do you want to come to my factory?"

"...My wife and children are all in Zhushi."

Song Guowei wondered what this boy Song Yang was thinking, tell me! Now they are poaching your father first!

Song Yang said with a smile: "Dad, I think it's okay! But Lao Wang, are you doing well in business now? Can you pay wages?"

"You look down on me?" Wang Bo always felt that he didn't like this kid today, "I have a very good taste! Previously, a leader wanted to go abroad for inspection, and he was not satisfied with the tailor's work. I went to Qingdao to buy a set and came back and the leader was very satisfied!

So were the carrot pants at that time!"

"How many goods can you sell in a month now?"

"...Drink, drink! Isn't this just the beginning?"

Song Yang smiled and took a sip, put down the cup and asked: "With just a few people, how many suits can we make in a month?"

"...hundreds of sets, right?" Wang Bo said stubbornly, "The monthly output value can be several thousand yuan!"

Song Yang thought it was true, but still asked: "Can the suit I wore before be made into that style?"

"What's so difficult about that?"

"Ignore the fabric for now, you can make something similar in style later. If I think it works, I can order 500 sets."

Wang Bo was confused: "Why are you ordering 500 suits?"

Song Yang grinned and said: "I forgot to tell you, I am still doing business. I will take it to Yanjing to help you sell it."

Wang Bo was stunned for a moment and asked Song Guowei: "Is he doing business?"

Song Guowei sighed silently and nodded: "I can't persuade you!"

"If the total price of a set of clothes and pants does not exceed 60 yuan, I will order them. Try it?"

If it doesn’t exceed 60,500 units, it’s close to 30,000 yuan.

Wang Bo didn't think for long, and his square face immediately turned into a smile: "Try it! Drink!"

The cost and ex-factory price of clothing are common in Uyghur, especially with workers in Song Guowei's industry here.

He had touched the fabrics of the suits and made 500 sets at a time. The scale required was not small, and the cost could be reduced a little. At more than 50 yuan, each set was profitable.

The most important thing is that as long as there are orders, the newly established factory can survive!

…

After Song Yang met Wang Bo, he planned to set up a foreshadowing, and returned home with Song Guowei the next day.

On the way, Song Guowei finally figured out his son's thoughts: Wang Bo is a man who can accomplish great things. When he earns the money at the end of the year, Song Yang will propose to Wang Bo to invest in shares to expand production capacity.

Afterwards, his advertising company in Yanjing will concentrate on helping to cultivate his own brand.

As for the woolen fabric factory, Song Yangchun made them the financial backers of Party A.

Industrial agglomeration is also beneficial, as production costs can be reduced. If Weifang can become a name in the field of suits, it will only attract more people to come here when channel distribution is the main focus.

The woolen fabric factory was so confused about which name to decide on that it even invited writers and painters from the Federation of Literary and Art Circles to comment on the brand name and logo.

However, the local media still consider these activities to be very high-end and report them with great seriousness.

Previously, we organized a collection campaign to change the brand name, which was a very good publicity idea. But the publicity came and went, but it was only promoted locally, so what's the point?

The report did not cover much in-depth content, but privately, the Provis plan received similar reviews: the logo is pretty good, concise and clear, and the content in the plan is very good and inspiring.

But the negative reviews are all the same: the name is average, and it limits the future of the woolen fabric factory to the field of suits and professional wear, which is not conducive to expanding into other categories such as women's clothing, children's clothing, sportswear, etc.

This is the limitation of the times. Most of the so-called judges are unprofessional and want to succeed all over the world.

"How about... holding another review meeting? Invite Mr. Jiang, Professor Li and Song Yang to come together and have a final competition with each other?" Yuan Kun has narrowed the scope to Yelia, Silu and Profess

These three plans.

Yuan He thought for a while and nodded: "Okay!"

In fact, they wanted everything. They didn't want to offend the person who greeted Jiang Hong, they also wanted a well-known name like Yelia, and they also wanted Song Yang's professionalism.

The call was made to Bian Kai. Fortunately, because of the summer vacation, Bian Kai was resting at home. Having been asked by Song Yang, he pretended to be a company employee and said that he would tell "Director Song" and ask him to reply.

Song Yang received a call from Bian Kai, thanked him and started thinking.

Let the three finalists come together in person, and it is said to be the final expert review meeting, but to put it bluntly, isn't it just talking about each other's shortcomings?

Yuan and the others had nothing to lose, but in fact they had exposed a shortcoming of not being decisive enough.

Why bother?

But Song Yang still agreed.

Because, he also wanted to meet the advertising people at this time.

The time is set for August 18, which is another auspicious day.

The conference room of the woolen fabric factory has been carefully decorated, and a banner "Uyfang Woolen Garment Factory Brand Solicitation Final Review Meeting" has been hung, which makes people look dumbfounded.

On both sides of the conference table, there were seat name plates in front of each seat. Song Yang took a quick look and saw the names of two local Uyghur leaders.

Fortunately, he was not placed on a stool by the wall. There was a Sun Advertising sign on the conference table.

Song Yang saw the Dacheng advertisement and also saw the Lu Provincial Art Institute.

Currently, only Song Yang is sitting here, and the people from Dacheng Advertising and Lu Provincial Academy of Art are nowhere to be seen.

When there was a commotion outside the conference room, Song Yang stood up first.

After a while, I saw a group of people filing in. The man in the front and middle was the leader at first glance. There was a man next to him in a suit and leather shoes, chatting and laughing with him, and the other man with half silver hair smiled and said nothing.

After seeing Song Yang, the two people next to the leader looked at Song Yang in unison, with surprised and wary expressions in their eyes.

Sure enough, the man in suits and ties sat down at Dacheng Advertising, and the man with half-silver hair sat in front of the signboard of the Shandong Art Institute.

Everyone sat down, and then a camera came in to take pictures.

This was followed by a lengthy opening thank you and the leader's speech.

Song Yang also knew that the person at Dacheng Advertising was named Jiang Minghong, and he was also the vice president and secretary-general of the Advertising Association for Foreign Trade and Economic Cooperation. Professor Li from the Lu Provincial Academy of Art was a master's tutor in art design.

Jelia, Silk Road, Propheus.
Chapter completed!