Chapter 599: Vying for Sponsorship
Chapter 599: Vying for Sponsorship
"I've put together a simple plan. Please take a look, Elder He." Jiang Xia was quick to act whenever she had an idea.
This weekend, she had been busy preparing the plan for the special session, so she handed the proposal to Elder He.
"It seems you came prepared", Elder He said with a smile as he took the proposal.
The proposal was a stack of letter-sized papers.
Though it was a proposal, the text wasn't overwhelming, making it easy to read.
It was illustrated with both hand-drawn pictures and photos cut from newspapers and magazines.
Jiang Xia had worked with Zhang Fuyan to hand-draw some of the images, and Zhang Fuyan had provided many photos from foreign magazines.
The proposal was incredibly detailed.
The owner of the garment factory couldn't help but slap his thigh as he read, "Brilliant!"
"Absolutely brilliant!"
"This idea is fantastic!"
"Teacher Jiang, how did you come up with this?"
"Why didn't I think of this before? Teacher Jiang, you're amazing!"
"Wow, if we follow this plan, I'm confident our factory's sales at the Guangzhou Trade Fair will double this year! Elder He, you must convince the higher-ups to agree!"
The head of the plastic factory chimed in, "Teacher Jiang, Xia, could you also come up with a similar plan for our plastic factory?"
The head of the textile factory added, "The garment and textile industries are closely linked. Xia, could you help our textile factory too? Our sales this year could double if you do!"
The head of the machine factory rolled his eyes, "With such a great proposal, you only expect your sales to double? If our machine factory could host a special session, I'm confident our sales would quadruple or even quintuple!"
The head of the shipyard chimed in with a touch of envy, "If our shipyard had such a proposal, our sales could increase tenfold!"
The head of the machine factory's mouth twitched as he glanced at him.
A tenfold increase in sales for the shipyard? What did that even mean?
Selling ten ships turning into a hundred?
The head of the shipyard blinked.
He was just stirring up trouble and exaggerating.
Their factory probably wouldn't get a special session anyway!
Envy!
Jealousy!
Why did their factory produce such massive items?
"Excellent! Wonderful! Brilliant!"
Elder He, after reading the entire proposal, felt it was indeed feasible!
Garments and textiles were the mainstays of the Guangzhou Trade Fair's exports, making up a significant portion of the sales.
Boosting the sales of garments and textiles would, in turn, increase the overall sales of the trade fair.
Just for a fashion show, it would be worth it!
The problem was that while the exhibition hall was large, the booths were already tight, and the staff wanted to maximize the number of booths for the factories.
Allocating space for a runway show would be challenging!
The square outside was spacious, but with the entrance and exit traffic, as well as safety concerns, it was probably not feasible.
He needed to find a way to convince everyone.
Over the years, the main products at the Guangzhou Trade Fair had been light industrial goods, textiles, handicrafts, hardware and machinery, and local specialties.
Jiang Xia's proposed special session, besides garments, would also be suitable for food, ceramics, toys, and agricultural products.
He was confident this could significantly boost the total sales of the trade fair.
Elder He felt a surge of ambition, "I'll go back and discuss this in a meeting."
Once the meeting was approved, he would immediately fly to Guangzhou to discuss the venue with the relevant staff.
Elder He hurriedly left.
Jiang Xia also wanted to go home; it was almost eleven. She said to the factory managers, "Please provide me with the product information and company background of your respective factories for the Guangzhou Trade Fair by tomorrow. I need to study it thoroughly. I have some matters at the school, so I'll head back now."
"Wait, you don't want your certificate?" Principal Yan had more to discuss with Jiang Xia, but with so many people around, he handed her the graduation certificate first.
He would talk to her tomorrow.
Jiang Xia took it and thanked him.
Everyone congratulated her, praising her profusely.
"Thank you, everyone. I'll be going now."
The factory manager of the garment factory stopped her. "Xia, it's almost time to dismiss! It's lunchtime. Let's go have a meal and celebrate! After lunch, you can tell me in detail what we need to prepare. Teach me!"
The factory manager knew that there were fashion shows abroad. The clothes on the runway looked so high-end!
And they were expensive!
Extremely expensive!
A single piece could cost over a thousand dollars, and there were even haute couture pieces that went for tens of thousands of dollars!
If their factory could sell clothes for a thousand dollars each, he would be laughing in his dreams.
But in reality, the cheaper the better.
Clothes that cost two or three dollars sold the most.
More expensive ones didn't move at all.
The factory owner dreamed of turning their factory into an international brand.
Walking the international runways, leading fashion trends!
Making Huaguo's clothing industry have its own high-end brands, selling to developed countries, and earning large amounts of foreign currency!
The factory manager of the textile factory also chimed in, "Yes, Xia, let's have lunch together! I'll treat you! You got your diploma, let's celebrate! Have a drink, and bring your husband, and Old Yan too!"
He still needed to consult Jiang Xia in detail about how to plan the textile factory's special session.
The factory manager of the plastic factory also thought, "Yes, it's noon. Let's eat something first. I'll treat everyone. Xia, invite your husband."
Lunch was a good idea!
They could eat slowly, and with the long afternoon ahead, they could chat about planning.
But Jiang Xia still had to go home and take care of her children!
How could she have time to eat with them?
She smiled, "We don't need to rush to eat. I'll go back and work on a special promotion plan for all the factories. The Guangzhou Trade Fair is only a month away, and the planning needs to be done quickly so everyone can prepare. After the fair is a success, we can have this meal."
The garment factory manager waved his hand, "We'll have a victory dinner after the fair, but we still need to eat now! We have to eat every day!"
"Come on! Let's go to a nice restaurant."
...
The other factory managers also chimed in. Jiang Xia had been so dedicated, could they not treat her to a meal?
That would be too heartless!
Jiang Xia politely declined, "Really, no need. I have to go back to Q University for class this afternoon, and I have something to do at noon. Let's do it another day! When I have time, I'll treat all of you, but not today."
They persisted for a bit, but seeing her determination, they gave up.
They quickly returned to their factories to prepare the product materials for the fair, which they would give to Jiang Xia the next day.
Jiang Xia said her goodbyes and hurried home with her diploma.
On Monday mornings, she had basic classes, and professional classes in the afternoon. In the morning, she had told Zhao Chenglei that she would buy a few rolls of film after class and then come home.
Now the whole morning was gone, and it was almost lunchtime, and she still hadn't returned.
Jiang Xia rode her bicycle quickly down the road, passing a photo studio on the way back.
(End of Chapter)
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