Istanbul.

With a sad and angry expression, the bearded Ekorem stared at the Bosphorus bridge. This bridge is connected to the Eurasian continent, and under the bridge, cargo ships slowly pass through, sailing in all directions.

Due to their geographical location, it is easier for the countries bordering the Black Sea to pass through the Bosphorus. This strait is the economic lifeline of hundreds of millions of people in the surrounding area, and trade and transportation are particularly busy.

Grain, oil, machinery, clothing, and all sorts of goods flow through it. The local chickens guarding the strait made a lot of money for this, and the toll was collected very happily.

But now Ekorem hates the cargo ships that sail through the straits, as many of them serve the Light. Goods shipped from thousands of miles away hit the economy like a tide.

There is a garment factory in Ekorem, which is located within the city of Istanbul. His small factory employed more than 100 garment workers and used old sewing machinery for production.

The garment factory in Ecorém is typical of 'both ends of the road', with its fabrics and accessories being imported and ready-to-wear products exported. Due to the low grade of the product, it has always been a low-end and low-price route.

This was originally an industry that could be passed down for several generations, and Nu Jinli might be able to upgrade to the mid-to-high-end, but now it is suddenly facing the dilemma of bankruptcy and bankruptcy. The reason is that a large number of second-hand clothes suddenly appeared on the market.

Seventy percent of the textiles of local chickens are of similar pattern. If the export is cut off, the whole industry will have to die.

In the past, Ekorem was proud of his factory's ability to cut costs, but now he finds that there are people who cost less than him — second-hand clothing in Odessa is sold by weight.

One kilogram for one dollar, two hundred kilograms per bag. It can't be disassembled and selected, only sold in packages.

"Someone even buys this kind of clothes?"

Ekorem is a small factory owner. He made money, bought all European famous brands, ate all the high-end goods at home, and even sent his children to Germany to study. But he couldn't stand the fact that his products couldn't be sold.

He couldn't believe who would buy second-hand clothing. It could be discarded clothes, it could be dead people's clothes, it could be contaminated clothes, in short, it wasn't a good thing.

Already in Istanbul, the media noticed this and began to advertise it in the newspapers, calling on the population to boycott. But the truth is the complete opposite, this kind of clothing is really bought.

Ekorem found workers in his garment factory wearing this second-hand garment. He flew into a rage on the spot, scolding the other party for being unpatriotic, and demanding that the workers cut their low-priced clothes and buy their own products, or they would be fired.

In order to keep their jobs, workers had to cut their clothes. But it didn't work, maybe he turned around and left and went to the flea market to buy another one, anyway, this second-hand dress is very cheap, at most he won't wear it to work anymore.

It was because of this that Ekorem discovered that there were still many poor people in the city. This silent group takes the meager income, consumes the cheapest goods, and uses the cheapest services.

It was only when the poor stopped buying Ekorem's products that he became aware of the existence of this group.

Instead of bothering the poor, the use of second-hand clothing improves their quality of life and can save money for other purposes.

Ekorem has been to the flea market to investigate, and the second-hand clothes are hand-selected, boiled, and cleaned with chemicals to ensure the quality possible. It's really not just a casual thing to take out and sell.

Clothes of the same type and size will be classified as much as possible, and there will be no particularly tattered clothes, let alone stains, blood stains and dirty things. For the poor, it is particularly cost-effective, which leads to smooth sales.

If you're lucky, you'll find some high-end fashion in good quality inside your packed clothes. The traitor will pick out the fashion and carefully arrange it again, and send it to the specialty store to sell it for hundreds of times the price.

As long as there are excess profits, businessmen of different interest classes will spontaneously form a sales chain. A simple blockade is ineffective, and Ekorem can only be incompetent and furious about it.

If second-hand clothing is only sold in the country, Ekorem will be angry at best, but he will not care too much. Because his garment factory specializes in exports, its customers are mainly in North Africa and the Middle East.

But since November, customer orders have fallen off a cliff. By December, even half of the plant's equipment was down. Ekorem had to lay off half of its workers and cut the wages of the remaining workers by nearly half.

But it didn't work, and the situation was getting worse.

This is not a situation that Ekorem can solve. He went to the textile association to inquire about the news, and he was even more shocked by the situation - the depression of the whole industry was sudden.

Since November, second-hand clothing from Oriental ships has seized the low-end textile market of local chickens, and its volume is surprisingly large.

Every day, more than a dozen 10,000-ton freighters sail from the Far East, and their destinations may be Southeast Asia, South Asia, the Persian Gulf, or the Mediterranean or the Black Sea.

Every day, hundreds of millions of second-hand garments are drifted at sea, loaded and unloaded in ports around the world, to meet the needs of low-income groups in various countries. Once this market is robbed, it will be difficult to get it back.

The chickens are not the worst, but the textile industry in Egypt is the worst.

But Egypt had a good fate, their textile industry was not strong, and their losses were limited. On the contrary, the price of cotton has risen sharply recently, and it is still profitable.

Native chickens also export cotton and cashmere in large quantities, but the textile industry is its lifeblood. It is the 'wardrobe' of Europe, and millions of people in the country depend on it for employment and food.

Without warning, the foreign market is gone, which is too fatal for Ecorem. And small business owners like him, there are at least tens of thousands of local chickens in China, most of which are crowded into the low-end market.

"No, we can't tolerate this kind of unreasonable competition." Ecorem spent an afternoon watching freighters on the Strait, thinking about how to stop them all, "We should sanction our rivals who sell second-hand clothing." ”

From November to December, there are too many local chicken factory owners with similar ideas. Ekorem easily gathered a group of like-minded 'friends' and made demands on the government through industry associations.

It's just that this request was submitted, like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no response. A well-informed person went to inquire and got the news that there was no way for the upper echelons of the local chicken, and they themselves felt that their heads were big.

The 'Holy Light' has not even been sanctioned by the United States, and it is even more difficult to change the chickens. Originally, I wanted to get some oil and water on the 'Varyag', but the other party did not play according to the routine.

It is a strange story that a company dares to resist a country.

This is not just a passive response, but a proactive attack - if you dare to stop my aircraft carrier, I will fix your industry.

Come on, hurt each other!

See who can't stand it first?