The attic has all the information about the past and present, and I became rich by becoming a trader

The next morning, Chen Fei called.

"Ms. Song, I've given you the discount. When will the benefits you gave me be redeemed? You're not going to frame me, are you?"

Song Youan couldn't help laughing after hearing what Chen Fei said: "That's not the case, Mr. Chen. No matter what, I would never frame you with such a thing. Wouldn't that make me a liar?"

"I was just kidding, but there's been no news from Miss Song, and I'm itching to get better."

At this time, Song Youan was sitting in the car. The car had left Jinghai City and was heading towards Ninghua Town, 80 kilometers away.

She sat in the passenger seat and thought for a moment before she replied, "Don't worry, Mr. Chen. I'm not in Jinghai these two days because of something. I promise you, when I return to Jinghai, I'll bring my things to Longteng Building to see you as soon as possible. Is that okay?"

When Chen Fei heard that Song Youan was not in Jinghai, he knew that it was useless to worry.

"Okay then, Miss Song, don't forget me. I'll be waiting for you."

After hanging up the phone, Song Youan laughed. To be honest, she had indeed forgotten about Mr. Chen.

After returning from Dazhao yesterday, she began to think about Fengyoujing. After she had the idea, she searched for some Fengyoujing OEM factories on the Internet.

Several of them are located around Jinghai City and in Ninghua Town.

My uncle and grandparents are all in Ninghua Town.

This was perfect, she went to the Fengyoujing OEM factory to discuss cooperation, and she could also visit her grandparents and uncle by the way.

It takes about two hours to get from Jinghai City to Ninghua Town. Because it is close to Jinghai, although it is just a town, it is still quite prosperous, and most importantly, it has developed very well.

Due to its advantageous geographical location, many large enterprises and factories in and around the town are located here, but the rent is much lower than that in Jinghai City.

"Youan, do you want to go to your uncle's house first or to the factory first?" Yan Fei saw the toll station and couldn't help but ask.

Song Youan closed his eyes and said dazedly, "Let's go to the factory first. Whichever of the two addresses I sent you is closer?"

Yan Fei nodded, and seeing that Song Youan seemed very sleepy, he turned up the temperature of the air conditioner in the car slightly.

Open the navigation, the nearest factory is less than two kilometers away from the highway not far ahead.

The car was driving very steadily, but Song Youan seemed to have a premonition and opened his eyes as the car stopped.

"arrive?"

"Yeah, that's it."

Song Youan looked inside through the car window. The factory gate was closed, with only a small door on the side open. On one side of the small door was a duty booth, where an old man was sitting, enjoying a fan and drinking tea.

Seeing a Mercedes-Benz parked at the gate, the security guard curiously poked his head out and raised his voice to ask, "Who are you looking for?"

Song Youan put on her sunglasses and pushed the door to get out of the car. Her fashionable and beautiful outfit made the security guard a little stunned.

"Uncle, we're from Jinghai. Is your factory manager here? We'd like to discuss a business partnership."

Yan Fei also turned off the engine and got out of the car. He was wearing a more formal suit today, which made him look more convincing in the eyes of the other party.

"Wait a minute, I'll make a phone call and ask for you."

The July sun was getting hotter and hotter. Yan Fei's tie was squeezing his neck, and he was sweating all over his forehead.

Seeing this, Song Youan couldn't help but laugh: "Just wear some trousers and a shirt, no need to be so formal."

"You asked me to accompany you to discuss business, didn't I think it would be more formal to show respect?" Yan Fei couldn't help but mutter, "I bought it at the mall last night. This set cost less than two thousand."

Song Youan was slightly surprised: "You are really willing to do that."

For Yan Fei, two thousand yuan is not a small amount of money.

Yan Fei said nonchalantly, "I'm afraid there will be more occasions like this in the future, and I might have to wear it often, so I decided to buy a better quality one in one go."

"I'll tell Chi Yu later and report it to you when I get my salary. It's mine."

Yan Fei was about to refuse when the security guard came out of the house and said, "I'll take you in."

The factory was relatively clean and tidy inside, and it covered a large area. The large square buildings were neatly arranged. Song Youan counted nine of them.

"Uncle, how many years has this factory been around?" Song Youan asked curiously.

The security guard walked ahead and said, "It's been more than 20 years. The factories around here are all older than 10 years."

As if opening a chatterbox, the security guard started talking to himself: "The factory's location is very tight. No one is willing to move from this place. The rent is cheap and it's close to Jinghai. Many large companies want to buy land here to build their own factories. But think about it, will the Ninghua Town Government agree? The government owns the land and develops it themselves. After the project is completed, they can rent it out and make more money. How can they sell it to others..."

The old man talked a lot, and Song Youan listened to him and had some understanding of the factory area.

They stopped in front of a small white building and the old man turned around and said, "That's it. You two go up to the fifth floor. The factory director's office is at the very back."

"Thank you."

After thanking him, Song Youan walked in with Yan Fei and found the factory director's office on the fifth floor according to the old man's instructions.

He knocked on the door twice and only pushed it open after someone inside responded.

The factory manager was a man in his forties, well-proportioned and wearing glasses.

Before Song Youan could react, the system popped up.

Name: Zhang Beiwang

Sex: Male

Age: 43 years old

Birthplace: Danyang City

Education: College

Position: Director of Beiwang Multifunctional Production Plant, No. 1422, Xihua Street, Ninghua Town

Ability score: 91.28

Credibility: 63.45

This rating and credibility made Song Youan feel a little hesitant. His ability seemed good, but his credibility was not high.

But if you say it's not high, it still passes.

"Are you two from Jinghai?"

Zhang Beiwang stood up first and said, "My last name is Zhang. Please take a seat, both of you."

There was a leather sofa in the reception area of the office. Song Youan and Yan Fei greeted each other and then walked over to sit down.

Zhang Beiwang enthusiastically poured two glasses of water for the two of them, and then sat down at the seat opposite. He first looked at Yan Fei, then at Song Youan, as if he was not sure who to talk to.

Song Youan spoke naturally, "Hello, Director Zhang. I found out online that your factory can manufacture Fengyoujing (Chinese medicinal essential oil). I'm in Jinghai, which is nearby, so I came to take a look."

"Yes, we can. Our factory has been producing Fengyoujing for over ten years. We produce the well-known brands on the market, such as 'Longhu' and 'Narcissus'."

Zhang Beiwang was very enthusiastic, because OEMs like customers who come to them on their own initiative. Their factory has a production line for Fengyoujing, so no matter how much the order is, it is just a piece of cake to make it, and they can make money without any effort.

There are many private label brands on the market. A factory can make a product and then put a brand name on it and then split up. In fact, the ingredients and costs are exactly the same.

Born of the same mother.