Rebirth 70 Lucky Little Wife

Chapter 350 Lin Xiang Was Blackmailed

"Boss Lin, there are two small traders, each dragging a flatbed of low-quality denim clothes, lying at the gate of the garment factory and refusing to leave."

"The security guards in the factory came forward and wanted to pull them away. They each took a pair of scissors and said that if they don't return the goods and pay them compensation, they will die at the gate of our garment factory."

Wang Xiaoqi received a call from the city and ran all the way to the mountain to find Lin Xiang.

Lin Xiangzheng and Yu Haisheng were drying medicinal materials in the courtyard on the mountain. When she heard Wang Xiaoqi say this, she was stunned.

"Let's go, let's go to the city first." Lin Xiang put away the herbs in his hand and walked down the mountain quickly.

Her garment factory has only been in operation for two months, and she was a little surprised to encounter such a thing.

Although the business of her clothing factory is relatively good, these miscellaneous things come to her door too quickly.

"Xiangxiang, slow down, I'll take you back with a tractor." Seeing Lin Xiang's eager face, Yu Haisheng hurried forward to pull her to comfort her.

"Hey, I was too impatient, why did I forget the tractor."

Yu Haisheng was driving a tractor on the mountain road, and the warm mountain wind was blowing in his face. Yu Haisheng's heart was not ordinary.

He anxiously waited for Lin Xiang to prepare the medicinal materials, but he waited and waited. He didn't wait for Lin Xiang to help him dispense the medicine, but he waited for such bad news.

Lin Xiang has always worried that the styles of her denim clothes will be copied, which will affect her clothing factory.

For almost the entire month of July, she sent someone to keep an eye on the market in Qingshan City. Although there were some who copied her styles, she didn't pursue them because the quantity was not large.

After all, both the common people and the government still have a very low awareness of brand protection. Even if she files a complaint, she may end up with nothing.

But this time Lin Xiang's denim was not only imitated, she was also directly blocked by the gate of the clothing factory. If this matter is not resolved properly, there must be many moths in the future.

Now Lin Xiang is going to be busy again, Yu Haisheng can imagine that it may take a few more days for Lin Xiang to help him treat his illness.

Seeing that his unmentionable disease was about to be healed, but he couldn't be cured for a long time, this feeling was simply too tormenting for Yu Haisheng.

Lin Xiang drove from Beishan Village to Qingshan City. It took nearly two hours before and after. She was quite disturbed, and she didn't know what happened to the garment factory after so long.

From a long distance, Lin Xiang saw through the window of the car that there were many people surrounded by the third floor and the outer third floor of the clothing factory. It was not necessary for Lin Xiang to know that these people were all here to watch the excitement.

"Everyone, let's go, let's go." Miao Kun walked in front, squeezing a gap from the crowd to let Lin Xiang and Yu Haisheng pass.

Lin Xiang squeezed to the gate of the garment factory, only to see two wooden carts lying across the gate of the factory, and a lot of denim clothes scattered on the ground.

Two men and women who looked to be in their fifties, each holding a pair of scissors, sat on the jeans.

Bo Haoran and Fang Qingya brought several security guards and stood at the gate of the clothing factory. They obviously didn't encounter this kind of battle, and they were completely dumbfounded.

"Boss Lin." Seeing Lin Xiang coming, Fang Qingya rushed over as if seeing a savior.

"Did you call the police?" Lin Xiang glanced at the two people on the ground and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Not yet." Fang Qingya was stunned for a moment before she realized that she could call the police when encountering such a thing.

"Go to the police now."

The two middle-aged people sitting on the ground heard that Lin Xiang wanted to call the police, and one of the aunts yelled, "Don't think that I will be scared if you call the police. The clothes sold by your garment factory are all junk. Even if the police comrades come, I'm not afraid either."

"Auntie, I don't know how to address you." Lin Xiang stepped forward and asked.

"My surname is Song, and my wife's surname is Wang." Aunt Song said coldly.

"Just now you said that these jeans are imported from our factory? Do you want to pay compensation?"

"That's what happened." Aunt Song put the sharp scissors on her waist and stood up.

She casually picked up a pair of jeans that she had cut with scissors from the ground, and showed it to Lin Xiang and the surrounding people.

"Look for yourself, what kind of material are these jeans made of? It's summer, and if you use such thick denim to make pants, you won't get prickly heat."

While speaking, Mrs. Song stuffed the jeans in her hand to a crowd of aunts.

"Oh, who girl wears such thick trousers in summer? Your garment factory is too good at defrauding money. This is because the labor cloth cannot be sold. Use another method to defraud money."

An old man next to her glanced at the length of the jeans and said, "How can you wear such short pants? It's really indecent."

Aunt Song took another denim skirt and showed it to the onlookers as she walked.

"Look at it, everyone. The labor fabric is torn like this. This garment factory gave me 15 yuan a piece wholesale. They say that it sells for 50 yuan a piece in the market."

"In the end, I took it to the market and set up a stall. Let alone 50 yuan a piece, no one bought it even if it cost 10 yuan. You say this is not a money grab, what is it?"

The onlookers were all surprised to hear Mrs. Song say this. The wholesale price of a skirt made of denim is 15 yuan a piece, which is too dark.

Especially some older aunts and aunts, who have experienced famine years, can't even eat food, let alone spend more than ten yuan to buy a piece of clothing.

After hearing that the price of clothes was so expensive, they all looked at Lin Xiang, saying that Lin Xiang was a black-hearted businessman, such a person should be arrested, and the garment factory was also blocked by her, so that he would never be able to deceive people again.

Lin Xiang didn't expect that Mrs. Song was so good at inciting public opinion.

When she was in the village before, the whole village would have dared not provoke her. The ability to turn right and wrong like this can't be mastered in a day.

Lin Xiang didn't care about how the onlookers denounced her, but strode to the garment factory and asked the workers there to bring out a box of sealed denim clothes.

"Everyone, don't jump to conclusions, and listen to me." Lin Xiang stood in the middle of the garment factory and said loudly.

"What else do you have to say, these denim clothes are here, can they still be fake." Someone shouted.

"It's really good."

Lin Xiang opened the sealed cardboard box as he spoke, took out a pair of 5 cent jeans from inside, and asked Bo Haoran to show it to the surrounding people.

"Everyone touch it to see if my jeans are made of ordinary denim."

After Lin Xiang finished speaking, he didn't explain any more, and waited for Bo Haoran to touch his jeans for everyone.

Ordinary denim and Lin Xiang's special jeans have completely different textures. As long as you are not blind, an idiot can tell the difference immediately.

A young girl touched Lin Xiang's jeans and said in surprise, "The material is really comfortable to the touch, so soft and thin."

The aunt who said that Lin Xiang's jeans were too expensive just touched Lin Xiang's jeans and muttered, "Even if they are soft, the wholesale price of such a pair of jeans is 15 yuan, so why not grab them."

"Auntie, you are wrong. The ex-factory price of my pair of jeans is more than 50 yuan. In the specialty store in the south, my pair of jeans can be sold for more than 100 yuan."