Transmigrated as the Villain Boss's Precious Darling

Chapter 414: Chapter 414: There’s Never a Shortage of Rich People

"If it were me, I’d buy this expensive one." Adrian Hawthorne picked up the jacquard towel.

"Are you stupid? It’s twice as expensive!" Jim Thorne rolled his eyes. ’Only an idiot would buy a towel that’s double the price. As long as it can wipe your face clean, isn’t that enough?’

Tang Xiaonan snapped irritably, "I want to buy this one too."

Jim Thorne quickly tried to placate her. "Xiaonan, don’t be a dummy like him. Let’s buy the cheap one. We can use the money we save to buy candy."

’That Hawthorne kid can’t even do basic math. You could buy two of the cheap towels for the price of one expensive one.’

"Nobody’s going to buy this kind of towel," Goldie Thorne predicted.

Aston Marsh smiled mysteriously. "You’re wrong this time. Quite a few people are buying this kind of towel. The sales clerk said they’re a hot item, and a lot of young people love them."

Goldie Thorne and his nephew were dumbfounded. ’Does Capria have a surplus of idiots or something?’

"Are those people out of their minds? What’s the point of buying such a fancy washcloth? You’d be better off buying meat to eat!" Jim Thorne grumbled.

To him, nothing was as practical as food. Wearing gold and silver couldn’t compare to filling your stomach. This was the philosophy Phoebe Huxley had drilled into him since he was little, and it was the ultimate truth he had come to embrace in his eleven years of life.

Tang Xiaonan couldn’t resist giving him a kick and a fierce glare. ’All you ever think about is food, food, food.’

"For ordinary, working-class people who aren’t well-off, they definitely wouldn’t buy such an expensive towel. But cities have many dual-income households that are doing quite well. Once you’ve solved the basic problem of having enough food and clothing, your standards for daily necessities naturally become more refined. You never have to worry about expensive things not selling, because at any given time, there will always be a segment of the population that is wealthy."

Adrian Hawthorne stated his view. This was also his future business goal: ’Ninety percent of the world’s wealth is held by five percent of its people. In the future, I want to make money from that five percent, and then become one of them.’

’Right now, I don’t have enough startup capital, so I can only aim for small profits. But once I’ve finished that initial accumulation, I’m going to make my move.’

"Young Hawthorne is right, there’s never a shortage of rich people!" Aston Marsh nodded again and again, growing more and more impressed with Adrian Hawthorne. ’He’s just a kid, but his foresight and knowledge are even sharper than mine, and I’m a seasoned veteran who’s been all over the country.’

"You’re too kind. Uncle Ma, just call me Adrian," Adrian Hawthorne said with a smile. He had a very good impression of Aston Marsh; he seemed like a kind-hearted man.

"Haha, call me whatever you like. When we’re on the road, there’s no need for formalities. Adrian, what do you think? Could my factory produce towels like this?" Aston Marsh laughed heartily, getting straight to the point.

Adrian Hawthorne didn’t answer immediately, instead asking, "The sales clerk said this kind of towel is very popular in Port Krol?"

"That’s right, that’s what the clerk said. They even export them to Japan. That towel factory is running day and night and still can’t keep up with demand."

A look of envy crossed Aston Marsh’s face. His own factory had once been that successful, but now it had gone under.

"If you can make them, sales won’t be a problem. The real question is, can your factory actually produce them? This jacquard weaving process isn’t simple," Adrian Hawthorne said, pointing out the core issue.

Aston Marsh was dumbstruck. In his excitement, he’d completely forgotten about that.

’How are we supposed to make a new product without the right technology?’

"So what do we do?" Aston Marsh’s shoulders slumped. ’All that excitement for nothing.’

Adrian Hawthorne thought for a moment. "There are two options."

"Quick, tell me! If you can help me solve this, I’ll cover all the towels you and your family use from now on," Aston Marsh said urgently.

The three members of the Tang family all looked at Adrian Hawthorne, curious to hear his ideas. In fact, Tang Xiaonan had already thought of the most direct solution herself, but she wanted to hear what Adrian Hawthorne had to say first.