Chapter 514: Don't you feel guilty?

Luo Ziwen didn't expect Zhen Xi to be so frank.

Zhen Xi continued, "Actually, you should also be able to see that the market potential on the other side is infinite. If it's really developed, what will the prospects be? I don't need to tell you."

Before doing business, Luo Ziwen wouldn't have understood this, but after more than ten years of hard work, he naturally knew this principle.

Many businessmen now look down on the other side, but there are also many businessmen eyeing it covetously.

The fact that there are many people there means infinite business opportunities; the fact that there are many people there also means that as long as they cooperate to build a factory, the workers' wages don't need to be very high to create great value.

Just like his factory now, to tell the truth, he is taking advantage.

But he remembered the words Lu Qiao had cautioned him with—she didn't want him to set a bad example.

He understood Lu Qiao's words.

Luo Ziwen said, "A cousin of mine has a trading company in Country R; I can let my cousin sell a portion."

But Luo Ziwen also said, "... there will always be a time when this becomes saturated."

Zhen Xi said, "That's why they are also constantly developing new products. The Linglong-brand handbag is an example. You can do pre-sales like I do, or if you find it troublesome, you can give them to me, and I'll help you sell them on consignment."

Zhen Xi smiled meaningfully, "The orders in my hands are quite numerous."

Luo Ziwen shook his head; having been in business for so long, he wasn't so incompetent as to lack even this ability.

Moreover, he was also prepared to engage in long-term cooperation with Lu Qiao.

This Factory Director Lu was different from others.

He felt her connections were extremely broad.

She could naturally get along well with Director Kong, but that was official interaction after all. If Lu Qiao could become a partner, who knows what unexpected gains there might be in the future.

Lu Qiao didn't know that the Xiang Yang-brand handicrafts had been collectively disliked by the Luo family.

At this moment, they were at the neighborhood office, and Director Hu asked Lu Qiao, "Does the handicraft factory need to continue recruiting workers?"

Being able to exchange for radios and televisions with the Feixiang Electronics Group was also a great thing.

Lu Qiao shook her head, "Director Hu, Luo Ziwen is not a native of Hong Kong. They ran over from a village called Tianshui Village in Nancheng over a decade ago. For generations, they have been farmers, and you know the south is rich in bamboo..."

Lu Qiao didn't need to continue; Old Hu understood. To tell the truth, Jiangcheng's artisans were not as numerous as those in the south, where many skills were passed down for generations.

Jiangcheng, on the other hand, was an immigrant city with no native crafts; basically, all skills were brought from their hometowns and then passed on to the next generation.

If one were to talk about handicrafts, one still had to look south.

"Then what do you plan to do? Spend foreign exchange to import radios and televisions?"

Old Hu felt heartache just thinking about it, because he felt it was unnecessary.

"Our Xiang Yang Handicraft Factory won't take it all; one-third is enough. The rest will be left directly to Nancheng and Beidu."

Old Hu thought Lu Qiao's method was feasible.

Lu Qiao called Director Lu and also stated her plans.

Director Lu expressed his agreement.

Thus, after contacting Luo Ziwen, it was basically settled.

Thirty percent of the first trade volume would go to Lu Qiao's Xiang Yang Handicraft Factory, and the remaining seventy percent would be split equally between Nancheng and Beidu.

As for what these two cities would exchange with the other side, that was for them to sit down and talk about.

But Lu Qiao had already decided on her end: it would be straw-woven handicrafts.

The talk with Luo Ziwen also went very smoothly, but this time Lu Qiao didn't intend to take the lead, handing the initiative to Nancheng; after all, signing a contract with Luo Ziwen there was the most convenient.

As for the man with the strange behavior discovered by Little Cangcang and Tao Tao, he was none other than the younger brother of the classmate Luo Aijun's maternal grandfather had sought refuge with.

Come to think of it, the classmate he sought refuge with was also in Jiangcheng, living on the other side of the city. Both that classmate and his wife had passed away. They had a son in another city, and only one daughter was in Jiangcheng, but she basically had no contact with Luo Aijun's family.

This person was currently in the office of Director Xu of the neighborhood office.

Director Xu also called Lu Qiao over. Regardless of anything else, Lu Qiao had been heavily involved in Luo Aijun's matter, and she was the one currently in contact with Luo Ziwen.

This person took out an envelope and handed it to Director Xu and Lu Qiao.

There were no stamps on it, nor was there a recipient, which meant there was something inside the envelope.

Director Xu opened the envelope and poured out ten "Great Unity" bills, which was one hundred yuan.

Director Xu looked at the man in surprise, "What is going on? Why is there money here?"

The man blushed, stammered for a long time, and only then told the truth.

It turned out that before Luo Aijun's maternal grandfather passed away, he went to find this classmate, asking him to help sell a small incense burner he had. It wasn't a cultural relic, but it had some value. Luo's grandfather knew his body was failing and hoped to leave some money for his daughter and grandson, and then hoped his classmate would take the money to help arrange a formal job for Chu Sulan. He then gave a silver bracelet to this classmate.

The man lowered his head, his hands tightly clenched, and said guiltily, "... At that time, my older brother had already found the job; it was at the Second Textile Factory. This matter isn't my brother's or sister-in-law's fault; it's all my fault. I forced them to give this job to me. If they didn't agree, my parents would commit suicide by drinking pesticide in front of them..."

Director Xu and Lu Qiao looked at each other.

Director Xu said indignantly, "At that time, Chu Sulan was still normal and hadn't been traumatized. If she had had that job, perhaps she wouldn't be like this now."

Chu Sulan did have a temporary job before her parents passed away, but for some reason, after her parents passed away, that job was gone too.

Director Xu knew in his heart that Chu Sulan's temporary job must have been taken by someone else.

After all, Chu Sulan was helpless at that time; it was simply too easy to replace her.

This man was now a worker at the textile factory.

His job was what Luo Aijun's grandfather had exchanged the small incense burner for.

It sounded very infuriating.

Luo Aijun's grandfather had originally planned the welfare for his daughter, but in the end, it had groundlessly benefited an outsider.

This classmate's younger brother, on the other hand, was like a pie falling from the sky; he got a job without spending a penny, and he also got a silver bracelet.

That silver bracelet was taken by the biased old lady and given to him.

But what could be done about this matter?

The man said, "I haven't been able to eat or sleep well these days, so no matter how I am dealt with, I accept it."

Lu Qiao said, "How you are dealt with is not for us to decide. Wait for notification."

Although this job had some elements of "going through the back door," Chu Sulan's cultural level at the time was qualified.

Director Xu sighed.

This was because he heard that Luo Aijun had found his biological father and also heard that he was a wealthy man from Hong Kong, so perhaps he was more or less afraid.

Lu Qiao was also encountering such a matter for the first time; it didn't seem to reach the level of reporting to the police.

Lu Qiao said unceremoniously, "You people are really wicked; it's simply a great wickedness. You ruined a whole family. I don't know how you've managed to keep this job all these years. Don't you feel guilty?"

The other party's expression was ugly; he lowered his head and didn't speak.

"First notify his unit; don't let him go to work anymore. This job was never his to begin with."

Lu Qiao said somewhat angrily. ===== CHAPTER 515 =====