At this time, Ma Lao looked at Chen Dahe embarrassedly and said, "Comrade Xiao Chen, wait a minute, you can talk to Miss Jones, if we have a loss when we are producing silk for her, can you compensate us a little." ”

As if he was afraid that Chen Dahe would not understand, Director He hurriedly played the round, "I'm sorry, Comrade Chen, Ma Lao means that the production cost of these silk is indeed very high, and if there is a mistake, it will cause a lot of losses, so I hope that the purchaser can properly compensate a little, of course, I will not ask for all compensation, only half of it will be done, and we will bear the rest." ”

Ma Lao also felt that this was a bit unreasonable, and added, "Not all products need to be compensated, and we don't need to design and produce them ourselves, and this is only for them to provide customized products with patterns." ”

"Comrade Chen, don't mind," Wu Lao on the side also said with a wry smile, "We are also afraid, these years are okay, in the early years when we first took over the Japanese order, due to the lack of proficiency in the process, the masters in the factory often make mistakes, waste a lot of materials, until the process is proficient to slowly get better, if you remake a new style now, it will still be wrong, so I hope to make a little compensation to reduce the loss, and it is best to pay some deposits in advance." ”

"I see," Chen Dahe pursed his lips and nodded, "Well, I'll talk to Miss Jones first, don't worry, I'll help you explain it clearly." ”

Facing Oliver's puzzled gaze, Chen Dahe said, "I talked to them that their works can be open to us, but because this kind of art is extremely complicated, the slightest mistake will be wasted, so we can't give them a set time, we can only wait for them to finish making before selling to us." ”

Oliver smiled, "Of course, I feel more at ease when they ask for this, just like the top painters in American galleries, only the market waits for their works, and there is no reason for them to rush to end their works to cater to the market, so I can accept this, we just need to sign a pre-emptive right agreement with them." ”

"Not only that," Chen Dahe tugged at the corners of his mouth, "For the customized works, we also need to pay a certain deposit, and at the same time need to bear their losses within a certain range, in order to successfully obtain this priority, otherwise their works are likely to be bought by Japanese businessmen, rather than being collected by us." ”

Oliver raised his eyebrows, "The requirement to pay a deposit is not excessive, after all, we didn't have any previous partnership, and if we want to grab this high-quality channel from others, we need to pay a little price, but the loss compensation is not a bit too much." ”

Chen Dahe smiled faintly, "Maybe you should listen to their offer and then comment on whether this article is too much." ”

Oliver rolled his eyes, pointed to a two-foot square silk painting in front of him, and directly asked Director He in the broken Chinese that he had learned from Ma Jiatong in the past few days, "How much is this?"

Director He was stunned when he heard this, and after thinking about it, he understood what Oliver was talking about, and hurriedly said, "This is a picture of a horse that we imitated Mr. Xu Beihong, and it took three masters more than four months to complete, so it is a little more expensive, about 20,000 US dollars." ”

When she said this, Director He was still a little weak-hearted, thinking about whether the price would be quoted too high, and if she made a counteroffer, how much should she quote, 18,000, or 16,000? As long as it is not less than 13,000, it is acceptable.

But Oliver's eyes widened, and after looking for Chen Dahe to confirm again, he immediately said without hesitation, "This, buy!

Among the works of art handled by Jones & Company, a pair of embroidery drawings of similar size can be sold for more than this price, not to mention this more precious silk work, not to mention to compensate for a little cost, even if the price doubles, she will not hesitate to take it, the silk factory sells her for 20,000 US dollars, she can sell hundreds of thousands or even millions of dollars, this kind of rare production of exquisite works, will definitely be welcomed by American collectors.

Chen Dahe laughed and nodded at Director He, "She agreed, but except for your factory's mass-produced works, she must have the right of first refusal for other works." ”

"Yes," Director He immediately smiled and nodded again and again, the right of first refusal is only, as long as the price can be afforded, who sells is not selling.

Thinking that there are now more than 20 weavers in the factory, half of them are used to make export orders, and the rest are all used for independent production, and they can earn tens of thousands of dollars more in foreign exchange income a month on average, and they suddenly laughed from ear to ear.

After talking about cooperation, Director He and they were more enthusiastic, and Oliver also took the opportunity to let Chen Dahe put forward his request.

Chen Dahe smiled at Director He and said, "Director He, in fact, Miss Jones came here this time, mainly for another important matter. ”

Director He was stunned, "I don't know what is going on?"

Chen Dahe beckoned Dong Jianlei to come over, took the painting tube containing the oil painting from him, opened it, and gently spread the oil painting on the large wooden platform in the exhibition hall.

Director He hurriedly asked people to invite four pressure angles to suppress the oil painting, and Ma Lao and the three of them also came over to take a closer look.

"This is this painting," said Chen Dahe, "it is the collection of a lady Jones's elder, who is also a lover of silk, and I would like you to ask you to make it with the technique of silk." ”

Director He didn't speak, but looked at Ma Lao with a solemn face.

After looking at it with a frown on his brows for a moment, he said to a young man next to him, "Go and call Master Chen and Xiaoma over." ”

Soon the young man brought two people in, one was an old man about the same age as Ma Lao, and the other was a female worker in her twenties, who was the same little master who had just amazed Oliver outside.

"Old Chen, Xiaoma, come and see this," Ma Lao stepped out of his place, pointed to the oil painting on the table, and said, "Can this be revered?"

Lao Chen did not speak, but looked at the young man known as Xiao Ma, and Xiao Ma was now focused on the oil painting, looking at it little by little, from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside.

In order not to be cold, Ma Lao explained to Chen Dahe, " Comrade Chen, although we have imitated some paintings and calligraphy works before, but basically they are all Chinese paintings, the characteristic of Chinese painting is that there is a lot of blank space, this foreign oil painting imitation has never been done, and you see, the size of this painting is nearly one square meter, there are many kinds of coloring, the painting is the native hunting, the sky is reflected red clouds, snow-white mountains, green grasslands, turbulent rivers, galloping horses, fierce Indians with joy, and bison struggling with blood, everything is not easy to do, not to mention that the whole painting does not have an inch of blank, and increases the difficulty of restraint, the pony is the best master in our factory, it depends on whether she has a way。 ”

Chen Dahe listened while whispering to Oliver, and when Ma Lao finished speaking, the people in the exhibition hall subconsciously held their breath and looked nervously at the pony who was observing.

After a long while, the pony stood up straight and exhaled a long breath, looked at the master next to him and nodded slightly, "Yes." ”