Rebirth of the 90s Academic Master Xiao Tuantuan

Yeliang Kai's whole body shrank because his two cold little hands touched his skin.

"Biqi, why don't you put on more clothes when you enter the bedroom? Why are your hands so cold?"

The first thing he chose to do was care about Nanxi's body temperature, worrying that she would catch a cold.

"Okay, wait a minute, I'm going to put on a coat."

Nan Xiping agreed and moved her hands up and down his abdominal muscles, feeling very satisfied.

Ye Liangkai shook his head helplessly. He really didn't expect Nan Xixi to like his abdominal muscles so much.

She quickly went back to the bedroom to put on an extra coat and jumped out again.

"Akai, our guess was correct. The design draft for the autumn parent-child clothing was stolen, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon."

"Thanks to our preparations in advance, otherwise we would have suffered more losses this time."

When Ye Liangkai answered, he also put fried eggs in the bowl for her.

"It's still useful just in case."

In fact, Nan Xibao had an extra thought in advance, and made some small adjustments to the size of the autumn parent-child clothing design draft.

There is a discrepancy in the dimensions on the design draft. Each set of trousers is three centimeters too small.

"In that case, how about we use the trick?"

"With me protecting you, you can do things boldly with confidence. I will handle the aftermath."

Ye Liangkai cast a gentle gaze on her.

"Okay, then I will boldly let go and do it. You can't call me sinister."

Nanxi smiled slyly, and her mouth pouted unintentionally.

After eating breakfast, the two decided to go to the clothing factory again, focusing on a surprise.

She wanted to see who the person who made Wen Hongyao have selfish motives was.

This time, the two of them did not ask their assistant to notify Wen Hongyao, but kept their voices as low as possible and arrived at the door of the office.

"Why are you so brave this time? Huh? You don't know that this is our factory's last hope? Why are you still blinded by short-term interests?"

Sure enough, Wen Hongyao's scolding voice came from the office.

"Don't worry, Lao Wen, the design drawings will be sent over soon. They promised to give this number this time. It's just a reference."

"Hey! I'm afraid that 'borrowing' means copying it, right?"

She opened the door and mocked directly.

"Xiaonan? Why did you come here and didn't even say a word to me, haha."

When Wen Hongyao saw the sudden appearance of the two people, he was stunned for two seconds, scratched his hair in embarrassment, and said with a smile.

"Mr. Wen, if I don't come, my design draft will probably be designed by someone else."

Nan Xiba looked at the supervisor of the same age group next to Wen Hongyao with disdain.

She recognized him as the man who had started the trouble in the synagogue.

"How are you going to handle this?"

Without giving the man any extra looks, she turned to look at Wen Hongyao and asked coldly.

"me……"

Wen Hongyao stuttered for a while, unable to think of what to say.

"Mr. Wen is so reluctant to catch the moth?"

"Moth? Who are you calling a moth? Who do you think you are, little girl?"

The man couldn't sit still anymore. He jumped up and screamed hysterically. It seemed that he had been hit at a painful point.

"Ouch! Old Pan, don't cause any more trouble!"

Wen Hongyao looked unhappy and stretched out his hand to stop the man from going crazy. “If Mr. Wen is too ruthless, why don’t you let me try?”

"Whatever you want to try, you little girl, why don't you give your employees more benefits? Don't compare yourself to me."

"Old Pan!"

Wen Hongyao was a little hesitant at first, but now seeing him like this, the last bit of reluctance was gone.

"Xiaonan, I give you the authority to make the decision."

"Okay, in that case, I'm going to ask this supervisor, who needs to learn from the design draft, how many figures did he give you, and how excited are you?"

Lao Pan understood the disappointment in Wen Hongyao's eyes and knew that he would no longer protect him, so he simply showed his cards.

"Five digits, you know? Five digits."

"Oh, you are wrong. If our clothing factory sells the design of parent-child clothing this time, the profit of our entire clothing factory will be more than five digits, and may reach around seven digits."

"So, please count on your fingers. Did you suffer a loss or make a profit?"

Nan Xiba got to the point. For people like Lao Pan, interests should hold the most weight in their hearts.

"What did you say? Seven digits? You little girl, aren't you trying to fool me?"

Lao Pan was stunned. He really didn't expect that this time's costume design draft would be so valuable, and he was a little overwhelmed for a while.

His eyes were staring straight at Wen Hongyao, eager to know the affirmative answer.

Wen Hongyao nodded firmly.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have given the design draft to them easily."

Lao Pan was now a little angry, pointing at Wen Hongyao and blaming him.

"Now there is a remedy. I wonder if you would like to hear it?"

Nanxibei began to follow the temptation.

"Say, you say, as long as you can save a little bit now, it's a little bit."

"Since they want to use our design draft, they should pay a corresponding price."

"I have an event details here, which clearly states the corresponding prices and promotions."

"Since they want to reduce costs, we give them this marketing campaign as a bonus."

Lao Pan didn't know what her real plan was behind her behavior, but he didn't dare to ask.

"Okay, I'll find an opportunity to pretend to reveal it to them accidentally."

Wen Hongyao understood the signal in her eyes and asked Lao Pan to leave the office first.

"Mr. Wen, when we are alone, I have to tell the truth. The marketing campaign I just gave to Lao Pan is real and can make money. But that one is not as attractive as our own marketing campaign in attracting consumers' attention."

"our?"

"That's right, now that something has happened, we have to find a way to solve it."

"My idea this time is to use this incident to start a price war with them. At the same time, we have to race against time."

Nan Xipeng handed Wen Hongyao a brand new document bag.

"Contained here is my plan for this event, the correct design draft of autumn parent-child clothing, and the favorable time trend chart for quickly producing sample clothing."

Wen Hongyao now fully admires Nan Xibao, and I have to say that he is indeed willing to be defeated.

"Okay, I will also let you sample the autumn parent-child clothing to meet the schedule."

As a big boss, Wen Hongyao had quickly understood Nan Xibi's intention to use his tactics to his advantage.

To put it bluntly, if their clothing factory wants to become an instant success. There must be contrast, so that consumers can see the differences in activity intensity.

Not only in terms of price, but also in terms of the comfort of the clothing, or the softness and hardness of the fabric quality. As long as there is comparison, the positioning will be determined. And consumers tend to only choose products with higher price/performance ratio.

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