He slowly stopped at the bottom of the steps.
Liao Zhixin opened the car door. Su Ze tidied his clothes and walked out. When he saw Mills on the steps, he smiled and walked over.
" Su, welcome to my home."
"Thank you for your invitation, my friend.”
Like good friends, the two of them hugged and walked side by side to the stairs.
" Su, how was last night?" Mills winked.
Thinking of Natasha Kinsky, whose bones were about to fall apart, Su Ze smiled and said,""Not bad."
Mills thought Su Ze was being stubborn. He patted Su Ze's shoulder and said,""Su, I really don't understand you. Why would you like that kind of thin woman? She looks boring. Isn't it good to be slightly fat?”
You call that slightly fat?
Damn it, those legs are thicker than mine.
Su Ze was powerless to complain, but he smiled and said,"We Asians are different from you.”
"Skinness is beauty?"
Mills was stunned. He had obviously heard it before. He shrugged and changed the topic. Instead, he talked about the purchase of the textile mill.
Under Mills 'lead, Su Ze met Mills' father, Wilder Felix, an old man in his sixties.
Although he looked old, his eyes were sharp and spirited.
"Hello, Mr. Wilder. It's an honor to meet you.”
Su Ze gave a standard gentlemanly bow.
Wilder Felix revealed a friendly smile as he looked at Su Ze and said,""You must be the young man from the East that Mills mentioned. Not bad, you're quite energetic.”
"Young man, don't be so formal.”
Su Ze thanked him and sat down on the sofa on the left.
"I heard from Mills that you're from Xiangjiang?”
"Yes, Mr. Wilder."
Wilder Felix nodded, his eyes floating as if he was recalling something. He said slowly,""Xiangjiang is a beautiful city. I've been there 30 years ago. However, Xiangjiang was still very small at that time. Now, it's said that it has become an international metropolis in the Far East.”
"Father, did you go to Xiangjiang City when you were young?”Mills, who was sitting at the side, looked at him in surprise.
"Yes, Mills. Back then, I followed your grandfather to the Far East and witnessed the prosperity and profound history and culture there.”
Wilder Felix seemed very interested in talking about the past.
Su Ze didn't expect that the Los Angeles textile tycoon in front of him had been to Xiangjiang, Shangyu, Beiping, and other cities.
It was not strange to think about it carefully. Thirty years ago was the period of the Republic of China. At that time, there were many foreigners doing business in Shangshu and Beiping, selling materials and opening foreign firms.
At that time, Shangjiao was known as the largest city in the Far East. It was also known as the " Bali " of the East. Its handicraft industry and commerce were very developed.
"I'm sorry. When one is old, one will always remember the past.”
Wilder Felix came back to his senses from his recollection and showed an apologetic expression to Su Ze.
Su Ze shrugged.
"I heard from Mills that you want to buy a textile mill?”Wilder Felix: " Buying a textile mill requires a lot of money. It requires at least three to four million dollars.”
As he spoke, he looked at Su Ze.
The hidden meaning was that if you didn't have that much money, don't even think about it.
Su Ze straightened his body and said with a relaxed expression,"Although three to four million USD is not a small amount, I think I can still afford it.”
"Oh ~" Wilder Felix became interested and looked at Su Ze with a strange expression.
Three to four million USD was a huge sum of money even in America.
Not to mention, they were in Xiangjiang.
It seemed that his son's friend had a powerful background.
Although Wilder Felix was surprised, it was just a surprise. To him, a millionaire worth three to four million dollars was nothing. After all, his net worth was more than twenty times that.
"In that case, I'll help you keep an eye out for the next two days. Tell me, what kind of textile mill do you want to buy?”
"Mr. Wilder, I want to buy a denim factory.”
"Denim?"
"Yes."
Wilder Felix nodded. As a textile tycoon in Los Angeles, he had certainly heard of denim.
It used to be worn by western cowboys. For some reason, it suddenly became popular in recent years. There were many more people wearing jeans on the streets. Los Angeles was located in the west, and his textile factory was also making denim. It was said that the sales were quite good.
"Are you planning to produce jeans?" Wilder Felix asked.
"Yes!" Su Ze nodded.
"How big is your factory?" Wilder Felix suddenly became interested in the scale of Su Ze's garment factory.
Su Ze glanced at him, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He didn't know why Wilder Felix suddenly asked this. After thinking for a while, Su Ze said,""The scale is not bad. There are two to three hundred people and more than ten production lines.”
After hearing that Su Ze's factory only had a dozen production lines and two to three hundred workers, Wilder Felix's eyes flashed with disappointment. He was still wondering if there was a possibility of cooperating with Su Ze.
A garment factory with two to three hundred production lines and more than a dozen production lines might seem big to others, but in Wilder Felix's eyes, it was very ordinary. After all, the companies he worked with had at least hundreds of production lines and factories with thousands of people.
Su Ze's factory with two to three hundred people and more than ten production lines was still too small in his opinion.
Su Ze happened to see the disappointment in Wilder Felix's eyes. His head spun quickly for a while, and then an idea popped up in his mind.
"Could it be that this old man wants to cooperate with me?”
The more he thought about it, the more Su Ze felt that it was possible.
Otherwise, why would he care about the size of his factory?
He thought that if he could work with Wilder Felix, a Los Angeles textile tycoon, the price would definitely be cheaper than the company that Yu Qinghua had found before, and the goods would definitely be better.
Otherwise, how could Wilder Felix be qualified to become a textile tycoon in Los Angeles?
"Mr. Wilder, my factory may not be large, but I use a lot of materials every month.”
A lot of ingredients?
How much could a factory with only a dozen production lines use?
Wilder Felix didn't think much of it, but he didn't show any contempt on his face. After all, he was his son's good friend, so he smiled and cooperated with Su Ze to ask about the sales.
Su Ze raised five fingers.
"Five tons?"
Su Ze shook his head.
"Fifty tons?"
Su Ze shook his head again. Under Wilder Felix's surprised expression, he slowly said,""500 tons."
"What?"
"You said that the factory can use 500 tons of denim every month?”
Wilder Felix widened his eyes in disbelief.
" This is just the beginning," Su Ze said confidently." In less than three months, this number will double or even triple."”
Two or three times?
Doesn't that mean that they need more than 1,000 tons per month?
Hiss ~~
Wilder Felix gasped. This number was also a number worthy of attention to him.
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