Transmigrated as a Stepmother: Time to Bring the Family to Prosper!-Chapter 245 - 244: Go Big or Go Home

Qin Yao raised her hand, stopping the violently shaking hand on her arm, and pulled it down!

She gave Liu Ji a warning glare, "After you’re full, take the kids back to the room first."

Da Lang and his siblings knew their mother was about to reveal a big move, so they stood up willingly, bowed in unison to Jiang Wen, and thanked him for the hospitality, noting how delicious the meal was today.

Then, they took their father’s hand and ’were taken’ away.

Qin Yao smiled as she watched the father and children leave, their figures disappearing behind the curtain of the back hall. When she turned back, the smile had vanished from her face.

"Five hundred taels is impossible." Qin Yao’s refusal was as straightforward as Jiang Wen’s.

She pointed her fingers and began to calculate with Jiang Wen, "With the design of this book box, I suppose you could spend five hundred sixty-eight cents to buy one and have a skilled craftsman study it. Within half a month, you could design it yourself."

"Then organize manpower, choose a location, register a new plant number with the government, purchase materials, and start your own production. In a month and a half, you could have the Divine Power Book Box on the shelves, and within half a year, it could be sold throughout the land."

"Of course, that’s assuming everything goes smoothly." Qin Yao’s face showed a faint smile, "But that doesn’t affect our small workshop’s ability to continue production and sales during this period."

She deliberately emphasized "small workshop" and continued, "All those big carriage stores and general stores, as long as I write a letter home now, the Divine Power Book Box could be on the Prefecture’s shelves in five days at the latest."

At this point, Qin Yao paused to observe Jiang Wen’s expression.

He was indeed a manager of a big business, showing disdain and anger, but kept it in check, just waiting for her to continue.

Qin Yao continued, "Our small workshop can survive on its own. Although Fulong Trading Company is large, it wouldn’t be so overbearing as to stop others from doing their own business, would it?"

"Also, I’m not afraid of trouble either. The second shopkeeper can inquire around Kaiyang County to see if I, Qin Yao, am afraid of anyone!"

Her eyes suddenly went cold, staring at him with a piercing gaze, her aura fully unleashed as if the surrounding air froze instantly, making Jiang Wen’s throat tighten and feeling like he couldn’t breathe.

Those eyes were as black as a bottomless well, as though they could suck a person in.

Jiang Wen broke out in a cold sweat, summoning all his willpower to force himself to look away and escape from that gaze.

He supported himself on the table’s edge, gasping for breath like a fish desperately swallowing fresh air after surfacing from water.

The violent motion caused the wine cup on the table to ripple with waves.

After a long while, Jiang Wen calmed down, casting a terrified glance at Qin Yao, not daring to meet her eyes, only looking at her nose, afraid of falling again into that suffocating trap.

Qin Yao gave him a faint smile, "Manager Jiang, can we still be friends? I have a plan, would you like to hear it?"

Jiang Wen immediately cupped his fists, "Miss Qin, please speak!"

His gaze and stance were filled with respect, completely different from before.

Jiang Wen then remembered that the person who shone brightly on the Dragon Boat Festival was this very woman before him.

Qin Yao poured out the wine in their bowls, replacing it with cool tea, and raising her cup to Jiang Wen. After they both drank, she said:

"My plan is simple: the business funds it, I contribute the effort, and together we sell this Divine Power Book Box across the land."

When it came to money, Jiang Wen’s business instincts kicked in, "What percentage is the deposit? What’s the unit price?"

Qin Yao: "The deposit remains at fifty percent, and the unit price is four hundred cents."

Seeing Jiang Wen about to speak, Qin Yao raised her hand to stop him, "Don’t rush, I’m not finished."

"Within Zijing Mansion, we offer free home delivery. If your business has a warehouse at the Inner River Wharf, we can deliver directly to the major wharf in Zijing Mansion for you."

"Also, the minimum order quantity is ten thousand units."

"Don’t underestimate our village’s small workshop; as long as the funds are in place, we can immediately ramp up production capacity to three thousand units per month and deliver ten thousand units within four months!"

Qin Yao was very confident in this because her assembly line production model already had some foundation, and the villagers of Liu Family Village were already accustomed, ready to be quickly organized to achieve a qualitative leap in production capacity in a very short time.

This could be done much faster than if Jiang Wen’s own business were to set up the process.

Free door-to-door delivery also saves a significant sum on escort costs, and with guaranteed production capacity, a unit price of four hundred cents is Qin Yao’s final threshold.

"Three thousand units? Really possible?" Jiang Wen was extremely shocked. This small workshop seemed different from what he thought a small workshop would be.

Qin Yao nodded, "I didn’t mention it earlier, afraid you wouldn’t believe it." Just kidding.

She hadn’t quite figured out how to take on this big order, to maximize the benefits while minimizing the risks for herself.

Of course, a meal isn’t enough time to negotiate a business worth thousands of taels of silver. Qin Yao finished her last sip of chicken and mushroom soup, put down her bowl, and stood up.

"Manager Jiang, let’s leave it at that for today. You can go back and consider it, we can discuss further once you’ve decided. Anyway, I’ll be here until the end of the month, no rush."

"Right, no rush, no rush."

Jiang Wen appeared calm, but internally he was anxious. Ten thousand book boxes at a unit price of four hundred cents amounted to four thousand taels of silver, with a fifty percent deposit equating to two thousand taels of silver.

This merchandise isn’t available yet, and the factory hasn’t started yet, but he’s required to pay two thousand taels of silver upfront. Who wouldn’t be anxious?

He didn’t even know how to report back to the store manager.

Instead of confidently securing the deal as promised when he came, he ended up negotiating it like this. He feared that upon hearing about this, the store manager might directly fire him!

Thinking up to this point, Jiang Wen decided to make another effort. Before the two dispersed, he seriously said:

"Miss Qin, I can personally offer up to eight hundred taels for the idea, what do you think..."

Qin Yao felt tempted for a moment but it was fleeting, and she waved her hand, "Not considering."

She promised the village chief and the clan leader to lead the entire village towards prosperity. With a proud toss of her head, Qin Yao waved her sleeve at Jiang Wen and walked back to her room, comfortably rubbing her stomach after a satisfying meal.

With her mind open, she let go and aimed for something big, or nothing at all.

Thousands of taels were ahead, yet eight hundred taels were uninspiring.

Moreover, this simple lifestyle was rather nice; she couldn’t bother with all the hassle.

Doing business was so vexing; leading her folks to attack a zombie nest would be much more exciting!

Jiang Wen watched Qin Yao disappear into the distance, suddenly slumping as the tension left his body, sighing deeply before turning away.

In over ten years of career, he had never felt so despondent.

Meanwhile, Qin Yao, leisurely picking her teeth, returned to her guest room under the cool night breeze, finding the five members of the father and children team who should have been washed up and sleeping, scrambling from bed and floor to surround her excitedly.

"How did it go, my lady?"

Liu Ji pulled out a stool for Qin Yao, asking if she was thirsty. Seeing her shake her head, he put down the water pitcher and sat across from her, staring with bright eyes.

Da Lang and his siblings were also huddled around the table, watching her expectantly.

If the five of them had tails, Qin Yao imagined they’d be wagging vigorously.