Back To Eighty

By then, the ship is done, no matter how much the new factory director is capable, he won't be able to make a lot of waves until he can make better quality clothes!

Cai Qin has been ironing clothes these days.

All the clothes were ironed straight, and when they were hung up, they were smooth and silky, and the shape was exceptionally beautiful.

That's not something that those sacks outside can compare!

So Lu Huian and Guo Ming went to the general mall again to confirm the arrival of clothing tomorrow morning.

The big move of the garment factory is still in the communication stage.

Manager Wu vaguely knew that someone would take over the garment factory, but this was normal. After all, it was impossible for a state-owned enterprise to close down like this.

But who cares about it?

Love can't fail, as long as it doesn't affect his money making, it's easy to say.

Seeing Lu Huai'an, Manager Wu was overjoyed.

God of Wealth! Just sent money.

He doesn't need to take any risk, and he doesn't even need to be responsible for the loss during transportation.

Compared with those manufacturers who sent things over, they were broken when they were displayed, and they were sent back to repair and they had to pay for it. I don't know how much better.

Therefore, he fully accepted Lu Huai'an's suggestion.

"You have to hang up your clothes, right? Okay, Xiao Zhao, take a note."

The clothes were left empty all the time. Zhao Fen was in charge of this area, and she was about to die of anger.

There was no clothes coming from the garment factory for a while, and things on both sides came to her side.

She turned a blind eye to these things, but she didn't even have a share when the bonus was given out the day before yesterday!

Oh, I'm so angry.

Knowing that the stock will start tomorrow, she is very active.

Zhao Fen nodded quickly and said loudly, "Okay Manager Wu, I'll add it right away!"

"Well, not bad, very energetic, ah." Manager Wu laughed, feeling very good: "All clothes are hung up, right, okay, there is only one of each style for the time being?"

"Is that so?" Zhao Fen raised her head hesitantly and looked at Lu Huaian: "If you sell one, what if someone else wants it?"

Lu Huai'an smiled slightly: "Then wait for the next time, because this is the first batch of clothes, so there is only one piece of each style."

There was only one piece of clothing in the first batch. What do you mean?

Hearing it in a daze, Zhao Fen couldn't understand what he said later was unique, what the customer's psychology was.

But she knows how to read faces.

Manager Wu is very happy! It means it can do it!

She kept her mouth shut and didn't interrupt, trying her best to write down everything they said.

When they left, she immediately followed what Lu Huai'an had said, and removed the tents and the front baffle.

"Hey, your stuff!" She pushed the basket aside and snorted, "I'll put something in here tomorrow!"

"Who is it!" The salesperson over there was so angry that he finally managed to show more. Hearing this, he couldn't help rolling his eyes: "Yo, you're finally going to work."

The girl next to her covered her mouth and giggled: "Oh, she must be in a hurry. After all, she has nothing to do a while ago! Don't tell me, my mother was so happy when she got the bonus the day before yesterday."

bonus!

Zhao Fen was holding the stick and was so angry.

But the two of them didn't know each other yet, so they giggled and laughed.

"That's right, my dad also praised me for being able to do it, and even cut a catty of lean meat for me to eat, oh, it's delicious!"

"Really! Oh, I really envy you, but it's a pity that I don't have as much bonus as you."

"Hey, it's better than those who don't have a penny!"

With a bang, he removed all the things, set up the bamboo poles as Lu Huaian said, and then washed everything with a rag.

While wiping, Zhao Fen gritted her teeth and cursed in her heart: Wait! She will get the highest prize by then!

I'm **** off you bastards!

This night, everyone went to bed very early, ready to work hard the next day.

Before dawn, everyone got up.

Turning on the flashlight, the tractor rumbled out the door.

Shen Maoshi's eyes lit up, and he shouted in excitement, "Brother An, don't worry, I can open this road with my eyes closed!"

He was really worried.

Lu Huai'an and Sun Hua photographed him together, for fear of making a mistake.

This is clothes. It's ironed straight. If something goes wrong, if it gets dirty or wrinkled, it's all a matter of appearance and will affect the business.

As it opened, the sky was slowly getting brighter.

There was no one on the road, and occasionally I heard a scolding from the house by the roadside.

"Damn it, what a bang in the early morning!"

Shen Maoshi wasn't angry at all, he was happily rattling.

The car stopped in front of the shopping mall, and Zhao Fen was already waiting here.

It was cold in the morning, and she was shivering from the cold. She reluctantly smiled and greeted her: "Come on? I took the key, you come with me."

Fortunately, the clothing area is not far from the door, so it's fast.

Sun Hua and Shen Maoshi moved all the clothes in neatly, unfolded them one by one and hung them up.

Zhao Fen, who also helped to straighten the corners of his clothes and prepared for the morning, widened his eyes and touched: "Wow, is it so smooth?"

This dress! What's the situation?

Under the light, they were not wrinkled at all, nor were they deeply creased like new clothes before.

And the tread line is very tight, not a single gap is leaked.

She couldn't help it, and she said, "It's so sturdy!"

And the style is also very special, I have never seen it before!

"Yes, this is a special offer from our factory." Lu Huaian explained to her and handed her a piece of paper: "These are the introductions of our clothes, you can take a look."

Said it was an introduction, but it was actually just some sales pitch.

What's the latest model, high-quality pure cotton, breathable and comfortable, not fading...

Zhao Fen gets more excited the more she looks at it, she used to lack these!

Holding the paper, she nodded happily as if she was holding the imperial decree: "Okay, okay, I'll memorize it right away!"

"..." Lu Huai'an's expression was complicated, but he didn't have to.

These are all advertisements he copied from the TV shows he used to watch...

Shen Maoshi came over~www.wuxiamtl.com~ wiped off his sweat: "Brother An, everything is up."

Left, middle and right, there are three rows of hangings.

Lu Huai'an pointed to Zhao Fen and explained, "The left and right are spring styles, the left is men's clothing, the right is women's clothing, and the middle is summer new styles."

At a glance, very clear.

Zhao Fen's eyes lit up and nodded vigorously: "Okay, I remember it!"

Sending them out all the way, Zhao Fen's heart thumped with excitement: She felt that this month's bonus, she would definitely be the highest!

After sending the clothes, Shen Maoshi lost his excitement.

Instead, he was apprehensive and nervous.

Can it be sold? Will anyone want it?

Will the price be too expensive?

And some are still in summer, when the weather is still cool, selling short sleeves is a bit exaggerated!

Parked the tractor in the backyard of Lu Huaian's house. Lu Huaian and Uncle Qian Gong Hao were discussing matters.

Shen Maozhen went around the kitchen backyard a few times, but couldn't wait any longer.

Holding on to Sun Hua who was about to go out, he lowered his voice: "Where are you going?"

"Go out for a walk, that's not right." Sun Hua looked strange and raised his eyebrows: "Why are you asking this?"

Usually, doesn't he run out every day? I never saw him ask a question.

Shen Mao really thought about it, and trotted to keep up: "I'll go around too."

Sun Hua originally wanted to see Monkeys and the others, but he was pulled outside the shopping mall inexplicably.

"...What are you doing?" Sun Hua was surprised. He had been wrong since morning: "Are you going to buy something?"

"No." Shen Maoshi hesitated for a while, but told the truth: "I want to go and see if anyone has bought the clothes."