Li Dagou looked at the price list given by his cousin, then said, "I will give you a clearance price, Miss Bai. Six yuan per meter. All of it is top-quality fabric for making clothes."
Bai Hanyun thought for a moment and said, "Four yuan per meter. I will take all the stock."
Li Dagou hesitated when he heard her words.
At four yuan per meter, there would be some profit to make—but not much. Still, if they could clear out the warehouses and rely on small profits with quick turnover, the factory would still make money in the end.
After a moment of thought, Li Dagou gritted his teeth and replied, "Deal! Four yuan per meter, and we can deliver the goods immediately."
Bai Hanyun smiled, then asked, "Boss Li, does your cousin also sell thread and needles?"
Li Dagou replied, "Of course. How much would you like, Miss Bai?"
Bai Hanyun had never made clothes in her life, so she had no idea how much thread or how many needles were needed. Since she had the money, why not just buy it all?
