Accidentally born in the ’60s

    "One hundred copies?" The post office staff were startled, all expressions were very confused, and one of the older ones even plucked out his ears: "Auntie, you said you want to How many newspapers?"

    "One hundred copies!" Mrs. Li took out a handkerchief from her pocket, and it seemed that she was about to count the money. Seeing this, the staff couldn't help but persuade: "Auntie, this is 100 copies of newspapers are not cheap, if you want to paste the wall, there is no need to buy new ones, go to the scrap collection station to buy old newspapers, a dime is a few pounds."

    As soon as she finished speaking, Mrs. Li took out a stack of Great Unity from her handkerchief and patted it on the counter: "Is one hundred yuan enough to buy one hundred newspapers?"

    This time, even the older staff member was stunned. You said you have a hundred dollars, why don't you have a wallet? Would you like to wear a handkerchief? How much this affects our judgment!

    Mr. Li looked at a group of people staring at her in a daze, and couldn't help patting the counter: "What are you looking at, hurry up and count the newspapers for me? Not enough money? Not enough for me to go home and get it. go."

    "Enough is enough." The staff left a big unity, and the rest hurriedly put back into Mrs. Li's hands: "Take it, don't let the wind blow away." He While letting the young man beside him count the newspapers, he watched Mrs. Li put her wallet back into her pocket with a handkerchief: "I said, aunty, if you bring so much money out and let the child give you the whole wallet, it would be great, so much Is it easy to lose?"

    "That's impossible." Mrs. Li took out a pin and pinned her trousers pocket: "The wallet can't fit in the pocket, how good is my handkerchief, I've used it for my whole life. I've never lost a cent of my money."

    The Huaguo Daily was delivered at 6:00 in the morning, and the package had not been opened yet. The package was exactly 100 copies. At the counter, I couldn't help but ask, "I said, aunty, why are you buying so many newspapers? Although we don't want tickets or anything, no one has ever bought so many newspapers at one time."

    When she heard this, Mrs. Li's eyes narrowed with laughter. She patted a stack of newspapers and showed off proudly: "My granddaughter's article was published on this."

    The staff was shocked: "Really, this is amazing, how old is your granddaughter?"

    "Twenty-two, graduated from Imperial College, my granddaughter was the first every year when she went to college." As soon as Mrs. Li talked about Zhen Zhen, she started talking: "I and you Said, my granddaughter may be patient, she is good-looking even if she studies well, and she can hunt, but she is very energetic, and can kick over a wild boar with one kick."

    The young man who was obsessed just listened to it and suddenly woke up as if he had been splashed with cold water. He couldn't believe that a girl who could kick over a wild boar could look good. Like Li Kui.

    The older staff took out a copy from the Huaguo Daily scattered next to it and put it in front of Mrs. Li: "Auntie, which manuscript was written by your granddaughter? Give it to us. Shit, we don't know anyone who can publish articles from newspapers."

    Mrs. Li can't read at all. She squinted and turned two pages and pushed the newspaper back: "You don't have reading glasses, you can find it for me. My granddaughter is Li Mingzhen."

      "He pointed to the name on it and showed it to Mrs. Li: "Is Auntie Ming tomorrow, or Zhen with the word cursive?"

    Mr. Li took a look and nodded excitedly: "That's it, my eldest granddaughter, Li Mingzhen!"

    "Just make sure it's right." The elderly staff patted the young man next to him: "This newspaper is too heavy, you help aunt to take it home."

    Old Li's family has never subscribed to a newspaper, and Mrs. Li didn't expect a hundred newspapers to be so heavy, so she didn't reject it, and nodded cheerfully: "I'll trouble you, young man ." The young man pushed the bike out, and a hundred newspapers were tied directly to the back seat.

    The post office is not far from Lao Li's house. After entering the alley and bypassing Beiyang Lake, Mrs. Li pushed open the door of her own courtyard and instructed the young man to move the newspaper to her house.

    Wang Sufen was mopping the floor when she saw a young man put a thick stack of newspapers on the table, she couldn't help but raised her head and asked, "What is this?"

    "Newspaper." Mrs. Li said happily: "There is a manuscript of Zhen Zhen on it, I bought a hundred copies."

    Wang Sufen was also very happy to hear that there was an article about a daughter, but the number of purchases was a bit too much: "No, Mom, why do you buy a hundred copies? Buy one and keep it. Got it."

    "What if it breaks?" Mrs. Li glared at her: "I'll keep more, and each of Zhen Zhen's descendants will have a share."

    Wang Sufen thought about such a scene and couldn't help shivering: "But what Zhen Zhen is doing is the job of a reporter, and if you can't keep publishing articles in the future, then you can still buy it every time. One hundred copies?"

    Mr. Li fell into deep thought after hearing the words, the young man wiped his sweat and couldn't help giving an idea to Mrs. Li: "Auntie, you can make it in the form of a briefing, that is, if you have your granddaughter Cut out the articles you wrote and paste them on the book, so that it is easy to lose, and it is not easy to break, so you can make two or three copies and keep them for your family.”

    "The young man is clever." Mrs. Li patted him on the shoulder: "Just do as you said, and I will ask my grandson to give me a briefing later."

    Wang Sufen saw that the young man was a good man. She also got a hand of ashes in order to help her move the newspaper, and quickly led him to wash the handle. When she returned to the house, Mrs. Li brought a plate and cut it gave him the melon: "I grew it in the garden, can you try it?"

      This melon was cold in the well last night, so it's good to eat now."

    The young man pushed the car all the way and was sweating profusely. He looked at the cold air on the melon and couldn't help but stretched out his hand and took a bite, it was cool and sweet The taste of it made him unable to care about anything else, and after eating one piece, he couldn't wait to reach for the second piece.

    Wang Sufen took out a photo album from the cabinet on the side and handed it to Mrs. Li: "Mother, you said the other day that you wanted to have another copy of Zhen Zhen's photo, it's not like you just went out in the morning, Junjie This album was sent, and all the photos you want are in it."

    Mrs. Li looked over and saw that there were all photos of Zhen Zhen in it. Looking at the thickness of the album, there must be more than 100 pictures. Wearing reading glasses, Mrs. Li looked at it with joy Photo: "My Zhen Zhen looks good, and the photos taken are also beautiful."

    The guy at the post office was curious about what a girl who could kick over a wild boar looked like, and he couldn't help but stretch out his neck and take a look. It doesn't matter at this point, the young man's soul was about to fly, and he accidentally swallowed a large piece of the melon in his mouth, almost not choking him. But even so, his eyes didn't leave the photo, the girl looks too good-looking, and she doesn't follow the old lady's appearance.

    "Big... tits..." The young man just wanted to call him auntie, but he felt that he was out of seniority, so he changed his words abruptly: "Damn, is this your granddaughter?"

    "Yeah." Mrs. Li nodded without taking her eyes off the photo: "He looks handsome."

    "He's quite handsome." The young man's eyes lit up, he brought the melon to Mrs. Li with a flattering smile: "Grandma, I remember you said at the post office that your granddaughter is twenty-two Sui just graduated from university, so, does she have a partner?"

    "Yes." Madam Li turned to a photo of Zhen Zhen and Xi Junjie, and pointed it out to him: "This is my granddaughter's object, and they will get married in two months. "

    Looking at the handsome young man in the photo, the young man suddenly looked like a defeated rooster, put down his plate and walked out dejected.

    Mr. Li looked up at him: "I'm leaving now? Zhen Zhen motherfucker, bring this guy a few melons back to their post office to eat, everyone in our post office is Yes, you also helped me find articles."

    Wang Sufen responded, put six melons in a bag, stuffed it in the young man's hand, and sent him out.

    The young man went back to the post office in despair, and handed the bag containing the melons to the master, but he still didn't recover.

    "What's the matter? What's wrong with sending a newspaper?"

    The young man showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "The girl who kicked the pig is old and beautiful, but she has a partner. Master, I am lost in love."

    The elderly staff scratched their heads: "This is so troublesome, why don't you give me a newspaper to give me a broken love, when did you fall in love?"

    The young man was heartbroken: "I just fell in love with a crush half a minute ago."

    ****

    Hua Guoshe, Li Mingzhen was reading the manuscript she wrote while holding the newspaper. She even took out the original manuscript for comparison, focusing on marking the parts that Yu Shoujing revised, and pondering on her own.

    Yu Shoujing still appreciates this kind of young man who is spiritual and willing to endure hardships. Li Mingzhen's quick manuscripts are of high quality, so Yu Shoujing takes her with him when he goes out for interviews, and even asks Zhen to return after returning to the agency. Zhen Lai started writing the manuscript, and she was only responsible for revising it. After such training, Zhen Zhen quickly became the first one among the group of graduates who got the official press card and work card.

    The interview days were hectic and busy, and other things Zhen Zhen were left to Sun Rende and Wang Xinzhi to take care of. After more than half a month, the People's Clothing Factory finally finished 10,000 pieces of "lucky shirts" on time under the condition of rushing to work.

    After receiving the payment for the goods, Si Yaren, the factory director of the People's Garment Factory, trembled with joy. With the balance of the workers' wages for the past two months, there is no need to worry. Looking at the young man in front of him, Si Yaren looked like he saw the God of Wealth, his eyes lit up: "Director Wang, do you have any new styles of clothes you want us to produce? You can rest assured of the quality. The family is the largest garment factory in the imperial capital, a serious state-owned enterprise."

    Wang Xinzhi said hello to Zhen Zhen before he came to receive the goods this time, so he was prepared to take out two photos: "Can sweaters be produced?"

    "Sweater?" Si Yaren took Wang Xinzhi's photo with a puzzled face: "Aren't sweaters now knitted by their own old ladies?"

    These two photos are photos taken by Wang Xinzhi's friends from the video captured by the TV station. They are also the styles that are about to become popular. They are both brought by the TV series "Blood Doubt".

    "If it can be produced, I will also order 5,000 pieces. In addition to this kind of sportswear, I will order 10,000 pieces." Wang Xinzhi indifferently handed over another design drawing: "Also with The same as last time, half of the deposit is paid in advance, but all three batches of goods have to be delivered before the fall."

    Si Yaren made a quick calculation, although the construction period is relatively tight, but to win this business, let alone pay wages, that is, the money for the subsequent purchase of fabrics is available.

    He gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay, I agree."

    Wang Xinzhi took out the prepared contract from the bag: "I have the contract ready, do you think we have set a price?"

    Half an hour later, Wang Xinzhi left the People's Clothing Factory. The accountant looked at the table full of Qian Le and couldn't close his mouth. Si Yaren smiled and scolded him: "Don't just laugh , hurry up and notify the purchasing department to get the raw materials, we still have to catch up with the construction period, don't forget that if the delivery is one day late, there will be a 1% late fee."

    Zhen Zhen asked Wang Xinzhi to put the "Lucky Shirt" in an empty warehouse of the furniture factory. Two days later, "Blood Doubt" was finally broadcast in Zhen Zhen's eagerly looking forward to it. There are not as many TV stations today as in later generations. Usually, the common people only watch Huaguo TV. They can watch whatever Huaguo TV is doing, and they have no choice.

    A week after the TV series was released, the expected boom finally appeared. Whether Zhen Zhen is eating breakfast on the street or listening to her colleagues at work, 80% are in this TV series. Some of the plot can't help but sigh: "Why are the clothes people wear so good-looking?"

    Zhen Zhen smiled lightly, and distributed 9,000 Sachizi shirts to her five stores across the country, and the remaining 1,000 pieces were placed in Osmanthus' clothing store, making money is a must of his own sister-in-law.

    Zhen Zhen used to go to school and didn't give much thought to her five clothing stores. After calculating the profit, she set the lowest price for each piece of clothing, and she didn't care what price the clerk sold it at. , Some honestly sell as much as you want, and some are stuck with the lowest price. Since her styles are the most popular styles in Guangdong Province and Hong Kong Island, she is at the forefront of fashion. Now these stores have become bigger and bigger.

    Zhen Zhen expanded the store again at the beginning of this year, and also recruited new clerks for each store and formulated new rules. In the future, every garment in the store will be clearly marked with a price. When negotiating the price, the clerk will get a commission for selling clothes, and another employee with strong management ability will be selected as the store manager, who will take the total commission of the entire store's operating income.

    In this day and age, although televisions are still a luxury, there are always one in ten households with one. The house with TV is the most lively place in the night. The neighbors and relatives bring their own benches with some melon seeds or two melons to watch TV. A dozen or 20 people crowd the house. Some people even move the TV directly to the courtyard to watch.

    These clerks have basically watched the TV series "Blood Doubt" at their neighbor's house, and they discuss the plot together when there are no customers during the day. When Zhen Zhen took out the batch of clothes, the female shop assistants screamed and took out one piece and compared it to her body.

    Zhen Zhen glanced at them, took a label, and wrote down the name and price of this short-sleeved shirt with a pen: "Sachizi Shirt" Price: 25 yuan.

    This price is basically equal to half a month's salary for a young woman. The basic salary of these female shop assistants is only 20 yuan. The rest are based on performance commissions. Putting the price tag on, one by one looked at the clothes in their hands with some hesitation, but they felt reluctant to put them back. This is the clothes the heroine wears in the TV series.

    The store manager has a higher income. She stood in front of the mirror with the clothes for a long time, and finally gritted her teeth to try on the clothes. She had short hair similar to Sachiko. , like a real TV star, the other clerks no longer hesitated when they saw it, and they all rushed to the fitting room.

    Although the store manager is five years older than Zhen Zhen, but she was standing in front of Zhen Zhen and she was like a child meeting her elders, she always unconsciously wanted to bow her head: "Boss, I didn't bring such a bag today. It's a lot of money, do you think I can wear it first and then bring the money in tomorrow?"

    The clerk wearing the "sachiko shirt" was originally a kind of advertising promotion, Zhen Zhen nodded: "It's enough to have a lot of money when the account is checked at the end of the month."

    The store manager nodded immediately: "You can rest assured." Then he quickly counted the remaining "Sachizi shirts" and signed Zhen Zhen's purchase order. She took out ten "Sachiko shirts" and hung them up, changed clothes for the models in the window, and wrote a large advertisement and posted it outside the door.

    When it was time to get off work, a female employee passed by the fashion store and glanced in subconsciously, and happened to see the "Sachiko shirt" worn by the model in the window. She got off the bicycle and locked it and went into the store I ran, and before I could breathe, I smelled: "How much is that dress Sachiko is wearing?"

    A person who bought a factory knows that in just two or three days, several boutiques are full of customers, and the clerks have been working according to the division of labor. The one in charge of trying on the clothes, and the one who stands at a high place to see if there is any entrainment, the sales scene is very popular.

    I have to say that Zhen Zhen seized the best time to rub off on the popularity, this time is the hottest time of TV series, but all the girls who watch TV are more excited. Of course, there are also some clothing factories that are excited, but it will take at least one and a half months from proofing to mass production to the final listing. At that time, the weather is cold and who will buy a half-sleeve shirt.

    *****

    Si Yaren of the People's Garment Factory took the workers to eat and live in the factory in order to meet the orders for sweaters and coats. After going home for half a month to take a bath and shave her head, she saw his daughter Si Jing Yi walked in from outside wearing a familiar dress.

    Si Yaren called her over, looked at the embroidery on the clothes and the logo on the back of the neck, and determined that this was the batch of goods ordered by Wang Xinzhi from his factory: "Yo, this dress is really good. Sell ​​it? How can we have the big white shirt we used to do?" Si Yaren took a sip of tea and asked casually, "How much did you buy it for? Two or three dollars?"

    "Two or three dollars?" Si Jingyi raised her voice: "You are still the director of a garment factory, what are you looking at? I told you that your price is not enough for a fraction of my clothes. , this dress sells for twenty-five, and there is no price."

    "How much?" Si Yaren jumped up from the sofa, the tea spilled from the cup, and he hurriedly put down the tea cup while rubbing his thighs and jumping.

    "Oops, Dad, please slow down." Si Jingyi took a cool towel to help him cover his legs, Si Yaren felt that the pain in his legs was not so much, and then pulled his daughter over: " How much do you say the dress is?"

    "Twenty-five? What's wrong?" Si Jingyi saw Si Yaren's face getting darker and darker, and her voice immediately dropped an octave: "Dad, I know this dress is a bit expensive, but The quality is really good, look at it."

    Si Yaren almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, he glanced at Si Jingyi angrily: "I don't know if the quality of the clothes is good, this is what our factory produces."

    Si Jingyi sneered and sat timidly next to Si Yaren: "The main style is good, it's exactly the same as the clothes the heroine wore in the TV series "Blood Doubt" , I took a lot of effort to get it." Seeing that Si Yaren's face was still ugly, Si Jingyi suddenly slapped her thigh: "Oh, if you know that your factory produces it, I will directly ask you to help me. Just take one, you can buy it from your factory for a buck or two cheaper than buying it from outside, right?"

    Si Ya Ren Xinsai didn't want to say a word, what is cheap one or two yuan, I didn't even sell my clothes for two yuan a piece. Thinking about his own 1/3 and other people's 25, Si Yaren thumped his chest and couldn't wait to look up to the sky and scream: "How can you sell so much money? A half-sleeve?" His eyes fell on his daughter, and he was even less angry: "What about you, two hundred and five! You have money to burn, don't you panic? Spend twenty-five on a short-sleeved shirt, this money It's worth half a month's salary, and if it's winter, it's enough to make a jacket and trousers!"

    Si Jingyi couldn't help rolling her eyes: "Who wears a big padded jacket and two padded trousers, besides, I don't want to buy a beautiful dress after making money? Is God urging me to find a match? How can I find a good match if I don't dress up well?"

    Si Yaren didn't want to say anything, waved his hand to signal Si Jingyi to get out of the way, Si Jingyi stuck out her tongue, and just took two steps, she couldn't help but come back and ask: "Dad, how much does it cost to buy one from your factory? If it's cheap, I'd like to buy another one for replacement."

    Siya Ren's heart was cold, but when he remembered the terms of the contract, he still shut up and didn't say the number. Waved his hands tiredly, Si Yaren went back to the room and lay on the bed, but he couldn't understand how he thought about it: the same material and the same workmanship, he couldn't sell one piece for one dollar, but someone else could sell it for twenty if he changed the style. Fifth, is this formula so important? So what kind of style can be sold at a high price?

    Si Yaren was thinking about life in bed, Zhen Zhen earned more than 200,000 in just one month with a short-sleeved shirt. There are countless clothes. When Sachiko's shirts were sold out, the Mitsuko sweater and the beige jacket worn by Sachiko were hung in the store again. The shop assistants were a little murmured when they saw that the quantity of goods was half less than last time, but it was only after half of the sales that they saw that other houses had similar styles, and then they understood. After another two months, a knitting book about Guangfu sweaters appeared on the market. Many people who couldn't afford sweaters bought the book and went home to knit by themselves, which became popular.

    Although the number of sweaters and jackets ordered by Zhen Zhen is less than that of short-sleeved shirts, the price of sweaters and jackets is expensive, so Zhen Zhen made more money this time than lucky shirts , by the time the TV series is over, Zhen Zhen has already earned 500,000 from this.

    Si Yaren was originally excited about winning a big order, but after going to the market a few times, he began to feel depressed. Not only the clothes that follow the trend sell well, but also the 10,000 sets of sportswear that Wang Xinzhi made alone are also selling very well. Si Yaren pays attention to the young men and women on the street who seem to like to wear a sportswear over their sweater. It's so chic to wear this.

    Back to the office, Si Yaren pondered for a few days, and finally picked up the phone and called Wang Xinzhi: "I said, Brother Wang, you are a money rake, you say You actually sold a piece of clothing for ten or twenty times in one hand, were you not afraid of not being able to sell it?"

    "Of course not afraid, because I know what the market needs." Wang Xinzhi smiled lightly: "Actually, it is the director of the company who has no bottom."

    "Oh, yes, you said I can't figure out what people are thinking now?" Si Yaren thought that he had funds in the account and quickly bought a batch of flannel to make some A coat or something, but the more he thinks about it these days, the less he dares to buy it, for fear that the clothes will be smashed into his hands again.

    Sighing, Si Ya said in a negotiating tone: "Brother, help me think of a way, how can my factory become prosperous, not only for me, but also for this hundred Come and wait for a worker to eat."

    Wang Xinzhi laughed and said, "Director, we are not cooperating once, to be offensive, you can't keep up with the current trend, and if the factory is in your hands, it will close down sooner or later. If you really want to ask me for an idea, then I'll give you a suggestion, why don't you discuss it with your boss and sell the factory to my boss, so that your factory can flourish."

    "Your boss?" Si Yaren hesitated.

    Wang Xinzhi chuckled: "I forgot to introduce myself, my other identity is the deputy director of Tengda Furniture Factory, the two clothes are just for our boss want to make some pocket money, small Just kidding."

    "Tengda Furniture Factory..." Si Yaren is a bit flashy. He has been the old factory manager of a state-owned enterprise for so many years. Naturally, he knows the past and present of Tengda Furniture Factory very well. Back then, the furniture factory closed down because of poor management and was bought by private individuals. As a result, it turned losses into profits in just a few months, and now it has become a leader in the Chinese furniture industry.

    But...

    Si Yaren was puzzled: "Is it related to making furniture and making clothes? Why does your boss want to buy everything?"

    Wang Xinzhi smiled: "According to our boss's words, this is called rich and willful!"