Get out of the way, let me in!!! "
"Do you know who I am?! How dare you stop me, I'm going to make you all scram! "
Cyril shouted hysterically as he looked at the tightly shut door and the two orc guards who had just carried him out.
"I'm a guard, I'm depressed all day long, my salary is only enough for breakfast, love has nothing to do with me, I'm just a silly guard, I don't know who you are." One of the orcs who looked honest shook his head.
The other guard took out a bag of bear biscuits from somewhere and started eating while muttering, "I'm a guard, I like to eat bear biscuits."
"I …" Cyril clenched his fists and looked at the two guards who didn't care about him at all. He was so angry that smoke was coming out of his ears, but there was nothing he could do.
This was Gloria's factory, and these people were Gloria's people, he really couldn't do anything to them.
"Gloria, I've seen through you. As long as I can get through this, when I become the head of Family Moreton, I'll definitely make your family suffer!!!" Cyril got into the carriage angrily.
"Master, where are we going now?" The coachman asked carefully.
Cyril sat in the carriage and scratched his head for a long time before saying in a deep voice, "To Mamy's!"
… …
"If it's the normal way to rebuild Family Moreton's textile system, even Grandfather couldn't do it, let alone an inexperienced person like me." Gloria smiled and shook her head, "The reason I closed all the production related businesses, such as spinning and weaving, is to make Family Moreton's textile industry into a light asset business. The sales network that has been operating for decades is the most valuable part of the entire industry chain, this is also the reason why I kept the core sales team in each place. "
"But if the production line is shut down, we will have nothing to sell, and the sales network will become useless?" Mars asked.
"Mr. Meg's textile factory has been operating for a while. I went to check it out a few days ago. The annual output is more than all the textile factories in our family combined. The quality of the cloth is also better." Gloria smiled.
"Are you planning to cooperate with Mr. Meg? Using our sales channels to help him sell cloth? "Mars was surprised.
He had long known about the cooperation between Gloria and Meg. He had even personally communicated with Mr. Meg several times. He was impressed by Mr. Meg's wisdom and unique business views. He even felt that if Mr. Meg had not been held back by cooking, he might have become a better business genius than Hill Buffett.
As the fashion designer, Mr. Meg definitely played a big part in Suede's rapid growth to become the number one women's clothing brand in Chaos City.
But he did not expect Mr. Meg to enter the textile industry so quickly. Furthermore, the new factory had only been operating for a short while, and it had already reached the production capacity of all the textile factories in Family Moreton.
"Yes. Mr. Meg will sell the high-quality cloth to us at a price lower than the market price, and then we will sell it to all parts of the world through our channels." Gloria nodded.
"What's the approximate price?" Mars asked. He was a little worried that Gloria, who had just taken over the textile industry, would step into a trap.
"It's 30% lower than the cost price of our own factories in the Roth Empire."
"30%!!!" Mars raised his voice immediately. He stopped in his tracks and stared at Gloria in disbelief. "You mean 30% lower than the cost price, and not the selling price?"
"Yes, 30% lower than the cost price. Mr. Meg also said that if we can provide them with high-quality cotton at a low price, the price will be reduced by another 10%." Gloria nodded with a smile.
"So you kept all the cotton farms, and gave them money to buy land. You also asked them to plant the best cotton." Mars came to a sudden realization, and he turned to Gloria with an astonished expression as he said, "I didn't think that Young Mistress Mag would have already reached such an important agreement with you. If we can obtain high-quality cloth and cotton yarn at such a low price, then we'll be able to gain a massive competitive advantage in the global market.
Gloria nodded, and said, "Mr. Meg gave us such preferential treatment, but he also made a request. I will invest in a textile brand with him, and share the brand and profits."
"That's not too much to ask." Mars nodded. With such a low price, it wouldn't be difficult for Meg to expand the market himself. It would just take some time.
He chose to cooperate with Gloria, and showed such sincerity. They would set up a brand together, and they would share the capital, so their cooperation would become closer.
"After all the stores under our brands are closed, we can start to distribute the goods for the new brand. We won't be opening thousands of stores this time. Instead, we will open large stores and sell the goods at a low price. Not only will we reduce labor costs, but we will also increase sales." Gloria smiled, and said, "Mr. Meg said that as long as our sales can keep up, he can double the production at any time."
"Mr. Meg is really a god." Mars was more than amazed. Family Moreton couldn't reduce the production costs and increase the production after decades of research, but to Meg, it was as simple as playing house.
"Mr. Meg and I agreed that the first delivery time will be at the beginning of next month. Before that, we need to gather a sum of money and make sure that our sales team is ready for the new brand." Gloria looked at Mars, and said, "Whether we can turn the textile industry's losses into profits in three months depends on this."
…
"Mr. Meg, I beg you, please save me …"
Meg opened the door and saw Cyril bowing and begging with a face full of flattery. He was a little confused.
That's not right. This Second Young Master of the Moreton Family always had his nose in the air and didn't look anyone in the eye. He even insulted me several times during the Chamber of Commerce's annual meeting. What's wrong with him today?
"Did I get the wrong person?" Meg tried to ask.
"No, no, I'm Cyril, the Cyril you know." Cyril quickly shook his head and looked at Meg with a sad face, and said, "Mr. Meg, I'm here today to ask for your help."
"Do you think I can help you?" Meg rolled his eyes and asked.
"Uh …"
Cyril, who had been brewing his emotions for a long time, suddenly choked. He stared at Meg. This guy didn't play by the rules!
How could he speak like this? How could he not let him speak?!
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