The Super Rich: Starting with the College Entrance Examination, Reaching the Peak of Life

Chapter 868

Zheng Shaoyuan shook his head, "Doing business requires integrity. The Tianfu circle is so small. If you really do a business that cheats people, it will be difficult to do business when your reputation is bad."

This made Qin Mo look at him with new eyes, but it also showed that Zheng Shaoyuan's character was fine.

Qin Mo nodded in agreement, and then joked: "That's right, but if I volunteered, there would be no such thing as being cheated, don't worry."

Zheng Shaoyuan was dumbfounded. The interests were all in front of him, and Qin Mo still wanted to buy?

Emmmmmmmm...

He smiled bitterly and didn't know what to say.

Just as the two were chatting, a middle-aged man in his forties entered the office, and his face was 80% similar to Zheng Shaoyuan.

Qin Mo secretly looked at the information of this person using the system.

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Zheng Hua

Age: 48

Appearance: 75

Height: 179 cm

Weight: 77 kg

Body: 70

Moral: 85

Favorability: 60

Relationship: (Zheng Shaoyuan's father)

.....

Zheng Hua looked at the people in the office, his eyes resting on Qin Mo, his eyes a little surprised. Just now, Zheng Shaoyuan said on the phone that someone in the circle wanted to buy his textile factory. Although he couldn't sell the textile factory, he heard from his son that the person who wanted to buy it was the second generation in the circle, so he came to take a look.

After reading Zheng Hua's message, Qin Mo stood up first and greeted him, "Hello, Uncle Zheng, my last name is Qin, just call me Xiao Qin."

Zheng Hua also reacted quickly and greeted him with a smile, "I heard that you are Shao Yuan's friend?"

Qin Mo smiled and nodded, "Yes, Uncle Zheng."

Zheng Hua laughed and said, "Since you are Shao Yuan's friend, then I will call you Xiao Qin."

Zheng Shaoyuan was embarrassed when he heard it. His father was really rude. He knew Qin Mo's strength. The cash on him was probably more than their family's savings.

Zheng Hua glared at Zheng Shaoyuan: "What are you still sitting there for? You don't even know to pour a cup of tea for your friends?"

"No..." Zheng Shaoyuan's expression froze, and he glanced at the teacups in front of Qin Mo and Tang Shiyi. There was indeed no tea in them.

There was no way, so he could only get up helplessly. Who made this old man his old man?

When Zheng Hua looked at Qin Mo, he immediately changed his smile, shook his head and said with a smile: "I have spoiled you, don't mind it."

Qin Mo said that it was a bit difficult to hold back his laughter, and he forced himself to hold back the corners of his mouth. He had experienced this situation when he was a child, and it can only be said that all old men in the world are the same.

"Xiao Qin, I just heard on the phone that you want to buy this textile factory?" Zheng Hua asked with some confusion after sitting down.

His idea is the same as his son's. Now the business of the textile factory is getting worse year by year, and it will even become a negative asset in less than five years. He doesn't understand Qin Mo's intention to buy the textile factory.

"It's like this, Uncle Zheng, I am more interested in traditional textile techniques, and I plan to open a factory to research and innovate traditional textile techniques. Last time, I heard that his family runs a textile factory and also masters the dyeing techniques of Xiangyun yarn, so I came here to take a look out of curiosity." Qin Mo explained with a smile.

Zheng Hua was a little surprised, and then sighed: "I didn't expect that young people nowadays still like this traditional textile technique."

Qin Mo smiled and said: "I only saw it online before, and I found the charm of traditional skills after a deeper understanding. In addition, the government has been vigorously promoting the inheritance of intangible cultural heritage in recent years. I was deeply touched and felt that this skill should indeed be better passed on."

Isn't it just a casual remark?

Zheng Hua smiled with relief when he heard Qin Mo's words, but soon sighed, "Yes, this kind of excellent traditional craftsmanship should not be lost, but the current market trend has no place for this kind of traditional craftsmanship. If the craftsmen cannot rely on this craftsmanship to solve the problem of food and clothing, the loss of traditional craftsmanship over time is inevitable."

Speaking of this, he was a little helpless. When he took over the textile factory from his father, he originally planned to try to follow the old path of Zheng Shaoyuan's great grandfather and carry forward this intangible cultural heritage. As a result, there was no market at all, and compared with the time-consuming and labor-intensive traditional textile skills, following the trend is the general trend. He was forced to transform back to his father's old path, which has continued to this day.

But soon Zheng Hua's face became relieved, "As long as you young people of today remember these traditional skills, they will always be passed on."

Qin Mo nodded in agreement, and then asked: "Will Uncle Zheng consider my proposal?"

Zheng Hua shook his head in response, "This textile factory carries the hard work of three generations, and I really can't bear to sell it. If you are really interested in the fabric business, I can share my experience with you.You, as for buying the factory, I have no plans to sell it for the time being.

Qin Mo smiled, "Uncle Zheng, you are too serious. In fact, I don't have to buy it. I am only interested in the traditional skills."

Zheng Hua was surprised, "What do you mean?"

"I know that Uncle Zheng not only masters the dyeing skills of Xiangyunsha, but also the weaving skills of Hualuo. Uncle Zheng, you also know that the essence of a businessman is to pursue profit. No matter how good the skills and feelings are, if there is no profit support, the final result can only be a sloppy exit."

"No matter what industry the market is, scarcity makes things valuable. If this traditional skill can be innovated and reformed, then the market prospects of this fabric will undoubtedly be huge. This is exactly what I am looking at. I can invest in your textile factory and vigorously develop these traditional skills. Uncle Zheng does not need to worry about the money. My condition is to have the decision-making power of the company. "Qin Mo explained slowly.

Not only Zheng Hua was stunned, but even Zheng Shaoyuan was dumbfounded. Qin Mo's ambition was big enough, and he was also too confident.

Zheng Shaoyuan now understood the gap between him and these top second-generations.

Zheng Hua looked at Qin Mo in confusion, a little puzzled: "You should know that if you really want to reform and innovate, it is definitely not a simple thing. It requires a lot of time and cost, and it is not something that can be solved by investing millions. "

He continued to explain: "And even if the innovation is really successful, the drawbacks of traditional weaving skills cannot be solved, that is, it cannot be replaced by machines, which means that it is absolutely impossible to make a profit in a short time. To put it bluntly, your investment and final return may not be proportional, and the probability of loss is extremely high. "

Qin Mo smiled calmly: "Money is not a problem. Since I have decided to invest, I will not care about the gains and losses in front of me, and I am confident that I can turn losses into profits. It depends on whether Uncle Zheng has the courage to gamble with me once. "

Zheng Hua frowned and thought, but did not answer immediately. He was still very tempted by Qin Mo's investment. After all, he did not want the textile factory he had run for three generations to go bankrupt in his hands, but at the same time he also doubted the truthfulness of Qin Mo's words.