However, things are far from being as simple as Jiang He explained. In the process of waiting for the market to run out of stock, Yixiang factory ushered in an unprecedented crisis.

May 10, 1989. Heavy rain poured down, and the bustling city was shrouded in darkness. Kuroko was dressed in a rainy night and ran from the torrential rain to Jianghe's office.

It was too dark, and the office lights had been on for a day and a night.

"Boss, something is wrong." Kuroko took off her raincoat and mud-stained shoes outside the office and hurriedly knocked on the office door.

"Come in and say." After receiving Jiang He's instructions, Kuroko pushed the door in. Jiang He looked like he hadn't rested for a long time, his eye sockets were a little deep and blue, and his stubble hadn't been cleaned up.

He sat in an office chair with his clothes draped, staring at a piece of paper in front of him, sketching and drawing. Hearing Kuroko enter the door, Jiang He just raised his eyes lightly and motioned for Kuroko to sit down and speak.

Then, while Kuroko was seated, he threw himself into the sketch again.

"Boss, the pedal pants can no longer be produced, our products are already unsalable, and we will lose money if we continue to produce them." When Kuroko saw Jianghe, he was still pondering the thing in his hand that was similar to a design drawing, and he couldn't help but be even more worried.

A month ago, pedal pants were forced to occupy the market, and Yixiang factory was in the same industry, and it was booming.

The factory workers also made a lot of money. But now things have backfired, and the pedal pants that couldn't be grabbed before are now unwanted, even if Jiang He said he wanted them

"Let the bullets fly for a while", but there has been no income, which makes everyone still panic. There are too many factories, because the products are unsalable and bankrupt, no one can guarantee whether the next step of Yixiang factory is correct.

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"It's not time yet, wait." Jiang He picked up the pencil, drew another one on the paper, and then looked up and said.

His tone was calm and indifferent, as if he didn't realize the seriousness.

"Boss, the situation is very critical right now."

"If we're not careful, we'll be bankrupt forever! There's no turning back. Kuroko persuaded bitterly.

But Jiang He just repeated what he had just said. He seemed to be busy, and kept revising the paper in front of him.

Seeing this, Kuroko no longer persuaded him, but took out a letter from his cuff and handed it to Jiang He. Seeing the envelope, Jiang He paused, and finally stopped his busy work.

and turn it on. There were several letters in it, but he only read one, threw them all aside, snorted coldly, and said, "All of them are rejected." Getting this reply, Kuroko expected it.

But Jiang He's determination is indeed something that Heizi never expected.

"Boss Jiang, if you miss this opportunity, there is no way out." Kuroko said earnestly. But seeing that Jiang He was busy with that piece of paper again, he didn't intend to regret it.

He lowered his eyes, sighed softly, and stood up and walked out the door. Walking to the door, Kuroko glanced back, and the letter was lying quietly next to the desk, and Jiang He didn't mean to touch it at all.

He squeezed his palms and went out softly. The office was calm again, and only the sound of the pouring rain outside could be heard, and the river seemed to be unaffected, engrossed in the paper.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of the rain outside was so faint that he couldn't hear it, and he was still busy, and his stomach barked again, as if he couldn't hear it.

After I don't know how long, there was a sound of rustling outside, the office door was pushed open, and the corners of Jiang He's mouth hooked as a burst of fragrance wafted in.

"Mr. Jiang's business is really busy, so busy that he doesn't even eat?" Yu Xiang was carrying a basket containing four lunch boxes of different sizes.

She entered the door and changed her shoes, then walked straight to her desk. No matter what Jiang He was busy with, Yu Xiang directly removed everything on the desk, and then opened the lunch boxes one by one and put them in front of Jiang He.

Two dishes and one soup, with one rice, is very hearty.

"I'm not hungry yet..."Jiang He tried to get the pen and paper back.

"Coo-goo-goo-go And Yu Xiang sat opposite the river, folded her hands on her chin, and didn't say anything, just stared at the river.

Jiang He smiled helplessly, reached out and touched Yu Xiang's head dotingly, and began to eat. During the meal, the two looked at each other speechlessly.

After Jiang He finished eating, Yu Xiang just cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks. Just when Jiang He thought Yu Xiang was leaving, she sat down again and stared at Jiang He seriously.

"What's wrong?" Jiang He was puzzled.

"Brother Jiang, I want to talk to you." Yu Xiang twisted her fingers, not daring to look up at the river. In her educational concept, men are heaven and should not be disobeyed, but now the situation is really urgent.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Yu Xiang plucked up her courage and looked up at Jiang He: "Brother Jiang, a large number of pedal pants are unsalable, and the warehouse of the textile factory can no longer fit it." ”

"Although we have the support of Yang Ke's bank capital chain, we are indeed unable to make ends meet."

"I think Brother Jiang can consider the seller's proposal." Yu Xiang stretched out her finger and pointed to the envelope that was placed aside, looking at Jiang He with a nervous expression.

It can be seen that she is very afraid that the textile factory will collapse because of this! Jiang He looked at Yu Xiang's lips that trembled involuntarily due to nervousness, and a soft place in his heart was instantly stung.

He actually regretted it and hid some things from Yu Xiang! Jiang He stood up, walked to Yu Xiang's side, gently took her hand, and pulled Yu Xiang to the side and sat down on the sofa.

He quietly held Yu Xiang's hand, rubbing it again and again, his eyes seemed to be fixed on Yu Xiang's body, bright and bright, so tender and charming.

Yu Xiang couldn't stand Jiang He's sudden gentleness, and her palms were sweaty because of her nervousness. She didn't know why the river was suddenly like this, but now that the textile factory is in a life-and-death crisis, there is a glimmer of life, and she wants to try it.

So, Yu Xiang pulled out her hand from Jiang He's hand, and then sat farther away, ready to talk to Jiang He about the seller again.

As long as she doesn't face the river directly, she has a clear enough mind. Yu Xiang exhaled a long breath, don't look overdone, don't look at the river, and prepare to persuade the river again.

But before he could speak, he heard Jiang He laugh. It was a hearty laugh that came out of his chest.

Yu Xiangyou was stunned and turned her head to look at the river. She had never seen Jiang He smile like this. But soon, Jiang He restrained his smile and began to talk about serious things, as if the person who lost his smile just now was not him, but Yu Xiang's illusion!

"For sellers, we can't work together anymore."

"Now the entire market is firmly controlled by channel providers, if we continue to rely on it, there is no autonomy, there is no room for progress."

"For pedal pants to become a brand, we have to go our own way." Jiang He seriously explained the reason to Yu Xiang.

"Now that the pedal pants are isolated and there is no market, it is not a bad thing, I have let Zhou Lao Liu let out the rumors, and the pedal pants are still being produced and sold, but the quantity is very small."

"Then people will have a constant desire for pedal pants, which is called hunger marketing."

"So, now the product is unsalable, don't be afraid, I have already bought the yard behind the store, and tomorrow I will transport the pedal pants that can't fit in the warehouse to the yard." Hearing Jiang He say this, Yu Xiang's heart put down a lot of stones, but bought a yard?

Yu Xiang instantly turned her head and looked at Jiang He: "When did you buy the yard?" ”

"Where's the money?"