Lei Ping was extremely excited when he heard this.
Finally, I found an out-of-town scammer to buy the hot taro I had.
"I'm from Qingjiang Capital in Kyoto. We heard that your company has recently developed a relatively new fabric, and I'm very interested in it."
If Su Jiang were here, he would be able to tell that this is Zhong Wei's voice.
"Yes, yes, our company has a relatively good fabric product recently." Lei Ping was overjoyed when he heard this. Does this mean that these people don't know that there is something wrong with the fabric?
That's simply a case of being taken advantage of.
Information gap is a good thing!
However, the next second, Zhong Wei on the other end disappointed him.
"There are some problems with your product, but I am willing to give it a try. If your price is good, I will buy it and take a gamble. If the price is high, forget it."
There was some indifference in Zhong Wei's tone.
However, these words instantly penetrated Lei Ping's dream.
Dreams are always beautiful, reality is always bold.
He said with some bitterness: "Boss, I only have one request at most. As long as you can take over the debt of this company, I can directly transfer the company to you."
Because in the past, the prices quoted by several people were very low, and most of them were even far lower than the company's debt.
That is, if Lei Ping wants to sell it, he will have to sell it at a loss and put money into it himself.
So now if he wants to give it a try, he can just leave.
When I bought this company before, it was not expensive anyway. Now that I have messed up the company because of this new fabric, I regard it as a failure of investment.
He would never agree to letting himself continue to throw money into it.
But when ordinary people see this stall of worthless cloth and the factory building has been mortgaged, they not only have to repay this part of the debt
Taking out a mortgage and having to house so many workers is like spending a lot of money to buy an empty factory.
Of course they are unwilling, after all, all the fabrics are of little use to them.
It can only be sold as scrap cloth, and the rest is worthless.
Not to mention, Lei Ping also used the name of this factory to sign agreements with many weaving factories.
For a long time to come, you still need to give orders to the weaving factory, otherwise the liquidated damages will be enough to drink a pot.
In fact, when Lei Ping made this request, he did not even think that others would agree to it.
Because he knew that even he would never agree to such a request.
However, this time, reality gave him a surprise.
"Okay, that's not a problem, then when will we sign the contract?"
Zhong Wei over there agreed readily.
Confused.
Lei Ping was confused again.
Just now he thought Qingjiang Capital was in a situation where he didn't know anything about it.
But what they showed was that they were very clear about the condition of their fabric.
But I didn’t expect that they could respond so readily even though they clearly knew about their company’s recent problems?
"Cough, cough, cough." Lei Ping coughed violently, and a large amount of wind blew out from his missing teeth.
"That's great, I can sign a contract with you right now!"
Lei Ping forced himself to suppress the urge to laugh.
He quickly agreed.
"Okay, we will send someone over to sign a contract with you, and then you can get out of this factory."
Zhong Wei responded.
Then he hung up the phone.
Looking at the phone in his hand that had returned to the home screen, Lei Ping finally couldn't help but laugh.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"I can finally get out of this mess. I no longer have to think about how much I am losing."
On the same day, Zhong Wei had already arranged for someone to come over and sign a contract with Lei Ping.
Lei Ping also walked out of here happily.
However, Lei Ping has not been happy for a few days yet.
Miller appeared here.
Also coming with us were Chu Xinwen and a group of backbones of biweekly textiles.
After arriving at this factory, the name was changed directly to Fortnight Textile, and all the senior executives were replaced.
A new group of people were replaced.
Then, Chu Xinwen directly began to change the process. The original problematic fabrics and clothes were all re-dyed by Chu Xinwen.
After one pass in the dye vat.
It actually returned to its original suitable color.
So, just like that, I took the contact information of the laid off salesmen and asked Lin Wanqing of Lin Group to send someone to contact them.
The returned cloth will be sold to those customers at a different price again.
This time, the guests went out with sample fabrics to conduct various complex tests and confirmed that they were all safe.
They also accepted the new price offered by the Lin Group.
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As time goes by, the factory is filled with problem fabrics and gray fabrics, which can bring unimaginable profits to Shuangzhou Textile and the Lin Group.
Both Fortnight Textile and Lin Group made huge profits.
Mi Le even calculated that the money earned was more than enough to repay, so they almost bought a factory for nothing.
It is his arsenic and my honey.
Inside a mansion in Jiangzhou.
Lei Ping looked at the news, looked at the factory that had been renamed Shuangzhou Textile, and slapped his palm on the table.
"asshole!"
He was so angry.
After co-authoring it for a long time, I went to trick the Lin Group, but it turned out that Biweekly Textile tricked me.
He even lost money on a textile factory.
"Qingjiang Capital!"
Lei Ping suddenly thought of this problem, that is, the guy who came forward to buy his own textile factory must also be the boss behind Shuangzhou Textile, and he may also be the boss behind the Lin Group.
He quickly went online to find out who Qingjiang Capital was.
Unexpectedly, there was a knock on the door, and several people in uniform walked in.
"Lei Ping, right? You have been reported for drug abuse, prostitution, organizing gambling, bribing officials, arrears of wages to employees, organizing and beating others, etc. Now you come with us to investigate."
Lei Ping was stunned.
"No, who reported it? It's all nonsense and lies. I was wronged!"
He quickly started arguing loudly.
"Unjustly accused? We will arrest people randomly without evidence?" one of the men in uniform said with some disdain.
"When we get inside, I will show you the evidence."
So just like that, Lei Ping didn't even figure out who was behind Qingjiang Capital, but he had already handed over his mobile phone and was caught.
Along the way, he looked at the receding trees outside the window, and had a vague feeling in his heart: he had offended a great person.
