A 50-year-old man is reborn and becomes a complete slacker, leaving his scumbag children completely

Indeed, these days, with the reform and opening up, many places across the country have started to establish their own collective enterprises. For example, some townships have established township collective enterprises. Even some production brigades and communes have established their own small collective enterprises.

These townships, brigades, and communes often lack sufficient funds.

Therefore, they do not have enough funds to develop large-scale industries, such as automobile manufacturing or steel production.

However, they could definitely start small-scale industries. Textile factories were arguably the easiest to start at that time and the most readily thought of by everyone. Therefore, many towns and some wealthy communes would try to find ways to set up textile or garment factories.

This has led to a major problem: everyone is involved in textiles, resulting in an ever-increasing volume of fabric and clothing. In particular, the basic styles of these garments are largely the same, leading to severe homogenization.

The domestic market was still only so big, and foreign trade had not yet been truly opened up at this time. Many factories didn't even know how to sell their fabrics to other places.

So, a vicious cycle of competition keeps forming in the surrounding markets. You sell at a certain price, I sell it a little cheaper, and then someone else sells it a little cheaper, until finally, no one makes a profit.

The state-owned textile factory in Hangzhou has also encountered this problem recently. However, because of its large scale, the cost of raw materials is cheap, so it can still make some profit.

In his opinion, Hu Dahai must also want to open a small garment factory, and as a friend, he naturally had to advise Hu Dahai against it.

However, Hu Dahai laughed and said, "The clothes I'm going to make are quite different from what's currently on the market. My clothes can change the entire market's aesthetic landscape. They won't compete with these conventional styles."

"What do you mean? What do you mean by 'different clothing'?" **She was very confused.

Hu Dahai was also helpless, so he could only explain simply to the reporter: "I want to make some more novel clothes. So I need some fabric and a garment factory."

Although some people are not optimistic about Hu Dahai's so-called novel clothes.

At this moment, ** had basically the same thoughts as Huang Yunya earlier. Although he respected Hu Dahai, he did not trust Hu Dahai's taste in women's clothing.

However, he was too embarrassed to refuse Hu Dahai's request. Since Hu Dahai wanted to give it a try, he decided to go along with him. So, after learning about the type of fabric Hu Dahai wanted, he called over the person in charge of the corresponding workshop.

"Xiao Wu, this is my brother. He wants to buy some cloth. You go with him and give him whatever he wants at the lowest price."

I don't have a very good understanding of the products below, so it would be better to let the person in charge below connect with Hu Dahai.

Hu Dahai followed Xiao Wu to their workshop, which had a total of 80 looms. It was said that there were more than a dozen such workshops in state-owned textile factories.

This shows the scale of this state-owned textile factory, which demonstrates that it is indeed difficult for private individuals to compete with collective funds.

Xiao Wu led Hu Dahai into the workshop. Upon entering, they found themselves in the finished product warehouse. Since Hu Dahai helped ** avoid a fire last time, ** had divided all the warehouses into smaller ones and placed them next to all the workshops, greatly reducing the risk of them being destroyed in one fell swoop.

Just as Hu Dahai was passing by the finished goods warehouse, he immediately noticed a large pile of patterned fabric in the scrap area next to the warehouse.

Hu Dahai stopped in his tracks: "What's with all this cloth? Why is it in the scrap yard?"

Xiao Wu looked at it and sighed, "These fabrics are all substandard. They didn't pay attention when they were weaving them. After they were shaped and finished, they found that there were small, looping holes inside. There was no way to avoid them, so the customers all returned them."

Hu Dahai's heart skipped a beat, and he said with a smile, "Can I open it and take a look?"

"Boss Hu, this fabric really does have holes; there's no way to avoid them," Xiao Wu said helplessly as he watched Hu Dahai trying to find a bargain.

However, Hu Dahai insisted, "Let me see it. Maybe I can use it to make some other little things."

In fact, Hu Dahai had a piece of clothing in his mind that was very suitable to be produced using this kind of fabric. The clothing was pieced together, and as long as these scrap fabrics could be taken out, wouldn't he be able to turn waste into treasure?

Xiao Wu knew that Hu Dahai was a friend of Director Song, so he naturally dared not neglect him. He called two people to open the roll of cloth and show it to Hu Dahai.

Hu Dahai roughly planned it out in his mind and found that there were indeed many small holes in the cloth. But fortunately, the area outside these holes was just enough for Hu Dahai to take out the cloth he needed.

"How much of this cloth is there?" Hu Dahai asked, unable to contain his excitement.

Xiao Wu looked at Hu Dahai with surprise, thinking to himself that this guy was a bit strange. He would actually want this kind of cloth? Was he serious?

"It's probably seven or eight tons," Xiao Wu said.

"Alright!" Hu Dahai readily agreed, "Then I'll take all of these scraps of cloth!"

"Huh?" Xiao Wu had just finished speaking and was about to leave when he heard Hu Dahai's words. He stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

"You want them all? Mr. Hu, are you serious? Can you really use these scraps of cloth?" Xiao Wu also hoped to sell these cloths, which would at least recoup some of the losses, but he really didn't dare to sell them to Hu Dahai.

After all, that person is Director Song's friend. If they take the cloth and find it unusable, and then say a few bad things about me to Director Song, I'll be in trouble.

"I'm sure I want them all. You can arrange for someone to help me count them, and I'll send a car over to pick them up later," Hu Dahai said very seriously.

Seeing Hu Dahai say this, Xiao Wu could only nod: "Okay, I'll arrange it right away. I'll also give you the cheapest price, I'll sell it to you at the price of scrap cloth."

"Thank you very much then." Hu Dahai smiled.

With this matter resolved, things went much more smoothly afterward. Based on the clothing designs he had in mind, Hu Dahai placed some more orders with Xiao Wu.

After Hu Dahai left, Xiao Wu immediately informed ** about the matter.

"What?" Hearing this, he was stunned: "Hu Dahai wants to use this scrap cloth to make clothes? Is he serious?"

"Yes, Director Song, I can't understand it either. I tried to persuade him, but he wouldn't listen and insisted that he could use the cloth," Xiao Wu said bitterly.

He tapped his forehead, thinking to himself that Hu Dahai really didn't follow the usual path.

Even the clothing production is flawed. If the fabric is defective, won't the finished clothes also be defective? How will we sell them then?

"Forget it, let him do whatever he wants." He shook his head and ignored the matter.

Having secured the fabric, Hu Dahai went home and worked late into the night, sketching out seven or eight very suitable and beautiful clothing designs.

It was delivered to Huang Yunya the next day.

The stone bench in the park next to the department store has now become Hu Dahai and Huang Yunya's office.

"Wow, these clothes are so beautiful! I can't wait to wear them!" Huang Yunya exclaimed excitedly as soon as she saw the manuscript.

Looking at Huang Yunya's lively appearance, Hu Dahai felt as if he had become a few years younger. No wonder people say that when you get older, you should be with younger people so that you will feel young again.

He told Huang Yunya, "I've also solved the problem with the fabric. It's just that the fabric is a bit defective. Just be careful to avoid it."

"The rest of the work will be up to you."

Huang Yunya hid the design drafts away like precious treasures, then assured Hu Dahai, "Don't worry, I'll do my best in the rest. These clothes will definitely sell like hotcakes!"