Northern Vietnam, Vinh Phuc Province, Vinh Yen City.
Gao Yuan's fourth uncle was named Gao Baiwei. The two families were actually fairly distantly related by blood, but they had come from the same village and shared the same genealogy and ancestral hall. It was only natural for Gao Yuan to call him Fourth Uncle.
After watching Gao Yuan's new product launch, Gao Baiwei let out a deep sigh.
Comparisons could drive people mad. In just over half a year, Gao Xiangnan's nearly bankrupt factory had, under Gao Yuan's leadership, risen to become an industry giant. It would have been impossible for Gao Baiwei not to feel jealous.
Unfortunately, Gao Yuan was in Jiangnan while Gao Baiwei was in Vietnam. The distance between them was too great for him to do anything.
It was not as if Gao Baiwei had never sought out Gao Yuan, but Gao Yuan had a stubbornly hard-nosed father who showed Gao Baiwei no courtesy at all and threw him straight out.
Kunlun Company fully supported China's domestic textile and apparel industry and resolutely refused to give raw materials or orders to overseas businesses. Not even Gao Baiwei could be an exception.
Like ducks that first sensed the warming spring river, Gao Baiwei could feel that things were beginning to change. Even while walking Vietnam's streets, he saw ordinary people taking pride in wearing X Fiber fabrics.
After all, people were not fools. X Fiber possessed the world's strongest breathability and heat-dissipation capabilities. For people in tropical regions, it was practically an essential item whenever they went outside.
In fact, the more tropical the region, the less likely people were to go out in shorts and tank tops, because the sun was simply too vicious. Exposed skin would quickly get sunburned. Even in forty-degree heat, Vietnamese people