Jiang Xingye did not give an inch.
He was gradually revealing a sense of authority he had long suppressed deep within him. Ever since he was about to become a father, his approach to business had changed significantly compared to the past.
"Everyone faces difficulties, and the Shangjiang Production Brigade is no exception. This factory doesn't belong to any one person. If your prices are so much higher than those of the Anguang County Textile Mill, we won't be able to answer to the production team. Unless, of course, you have something else to offer."
"The clothes you sell aren't cheap either. I've heard that a single set can go for as much as 150 US dollars, which translates to over a thousand yuan. How much can the fabric possibly cost? A foot of printed cloth is only a few mao. Even for a dress, the material costs only a few yuan. We are all Chinese, so why must you use the same tactics you use to do business with foreigners when dealing with us? It’s damaging to our relationship," Chen Hongtao argued.
Chapter 400