Back To Eighty

What is this.

Lu Huai'an felt completely unnecessary, but got up anyway: "Okay, I'll go for a while, I'll find you later."

"Well, okay."

After the backyard has been cleaned up, there is no chance of the dilapidated and desolate scene from before.

The ground is very flat, and all the previous wasteland has been used.

When Lu Huaian passed by, they were chatting.

"Oh, you don't know, wow, there are several female dolls, the skirts fly, and that leg..." Uncle Qian let out a smoke ring, especially vicissitudes: "It's a pity that you fell asleep."

Sun Hua frowned.

Gong Hao just listened to them quietly, and laughed along with him from time to time.

Hearing the movement, he turned around to see Lu Huai'an and stood up.

As soon as the tarpaulin was lifted, the tightly wrapped machine could only see a vague outline.

Gong Hao opened a corner and looked inside: "Is it really a comber?"

"Yes."

Not only is the comber, but also the quality is guaranteed, and it can be used for wool and cotton fabrics.

Zhang Zhengqi and the old man both said these contents, and Xu Jingye also briefly added some.

Lu Huaian silently wrote it down and took out his notebook: "Look at it."

The machine doesn't move, and everything else has to be moved out of the car.

Hearing that they lifted the tarpaulin, Gong Lan and the others all ran out.

Taking out a few radios, Lu Huaian handed one of them to Shen Ruyun: "You don't want to listen to the tapes, this is for you."

Holding the radio, Shen Ruyun smiled like a flower: "Is it for me?"

"Um."

Hers is the best, brand new.

Guoguo went out to play for a while, and when she heard that her dad got up, he didn't even hold the puppy anymore, so he ran back quickly, jumped up and jumped: "Dad, Daddy!"

"Oh, I just woke up and you weren't at home. Where did you go to play with your brother?" Uncle Qian took the things down early and was waiting for her to come back.

Guoguo jumped into his arms: "My brother's house to play!"

Hearing what she said, Gong Lan couldn't help laughing: "I went to Lao Zhu's house to play. Those two children have a good relationship with them recently."

I don't know if it's because I don't know each other, but the children have been playing pretty well recently.

After hearing Zhile, Uncle Qian picked up Guoguo and shook his head: "Yo, it's a little heavier."

"I ate a steamed egg!" Guoguo smiled with crooked eyes like a crescent moon: "My aunt gave it to me, good~ good~ eat it!"

It's delicious as long as it's delicious. It's delicious, and the sound is wavy.

Uncle Qian also knew that Gong Lan had been working hard these days. She brought her two children and usually helped Guoguo's heart. He took out a radio and asked her to accept it: "This is really just for you."

After some pushback, Gong Lan never beat Uncle Qian, so she still accepted it.

Uncle Qian picked up a big bag beside him and showed it to Guoguo: "Your list, look, you've got it all!"

"Wow wow wow!" Guoguo twisted and refused to let the hug, and wanted to go down: "Brother, brother, sister, Duoduo, come and see, we have all our treasures!"

Gong Shengyuan was a little embarrassed at first, but after seeing that Uncle Qian went to talk to Lu Huai'an, he hurried over to see.

He lowered his voice and glanced at it roughly: "Wow, it really does!"

A few people murmured and carried bags into the house.

Gong Hao was still asking, "Where are you going to put this machine?"

It's not that he said that this bungalow is still a little small, with only one floor, and the house is not big enough.

Putting some sewing machines is already a bit crowded. If such a large machine is placed in the house, I am afraid there will be no place to put the cloth.

"I'll go to the textile factory." Lu Huai'an patted it, and said with emotion: "Let them run in and run in, and then they can start making woolen fabrics, save a little, and put on clothes directly when it's cold."

Gong Hao let out a sigh of relief, then heaved a sigh of relief: "Then let the textile factory still have them sign a contract, right?"

Shen Maoshi also felt that what he said was right, and nodded again and again: "Yes, it's better to ask them to give money."

This is not clear, just let it go, what if they turn their faces and don't recognize the account.

After all, with so much money, there are too many people who are motivated by wealth.

Lu Huai'an smiled and jumped out of the car: "Let's go over and tell the factory manager first, and we'll deliver it if they want."

Otherwise, this Baba is sent over, as if they begged someone to ask for it.

Sometimes, the tune should be high.

Gong Hao nodded and led him out to have a look: "I bought two bicycles to make it easier to get in and out."

I bought it from the black market, and the price is not expensive.

"Yes." It just happened that it was inconvenient to travel. After all, big guys like tractors and trucks made too much noise.

Speaking of tractors, Lu Huaian remembered something: "How's the food delivery going?"

Gong Hao couldn't help laughing and shook his head: "This Cui Er is someone who knows how to do things and has a very flexible mind. At the beginning, he had to send them every day. When he felt tired, he came to me."

Said they add up to a total of two tractors.

Lu Huai'an and the others are not at home. No one can drive here. It's a waste to be idle. Anyway, the three brothers can drive, so it's better to take them out. They can send a little more a day, and a day off.

As long as he is willing to do things, Gong Hao naturally agrees.

Lao Zhu was quite worried, so he called a brother to come and follow the car.

"It's pretty honest at the moment, it's his eldest brother who seems to have some ideas." Gong Hao didn't come out the first day to hang out, and he hadn't seen anyone before.

Lu Huai'an snorted, "His eldest brother?"

"Yeah." Gong Hao snorted and shook his head: "I think it's not good, I think there is no future in delivering food like this, I still want to take big money like the previous one. Get on with a widow in the next village."

All these gossips have reached Gong Hao, and it is conceivable that everyone has already known them.

Lu Huai'an frowned, somewhat speechless: "What did Cui Er say?"

"He did persuade him a few words, but inside and outside of what he said, it was only a year anyway, so let his eldest brother bear with it."

It's nothing more than that the agreement was signed first, and Cui Erquan was able to work with peace of mind because of this constraint.

Similarly, his disobedience to discipline is also on the bright side.

He refused to accept Lu Huai'an, so he was reluctant.

Lu Huai'an also knew this situation and waved his hand: "Okay, as long as they don't do anything now, don't worry about it, we're serious business."

The delivery of food from left to right is just the icing on the cake, and I didn't want to make much money in the first place.

"Okay." Gong Hao's daily income and expenditure were recorded, and he said that he would talk about it in detail when they came back.

After all, this machine can't be kept in the backyard all the time. If it gets caught, it will be really troublesome.

Lu Huaian and Uncle Qian went to the textile factory, and the factory manager received them warmly.

Recently, their textile factory really feels like a salted fish has turned around.

In the past, they were the ones who begged the garment factory to collect the fabrics. Some of the fabrics were of inferior quality. People said they would deduct money when they deducted money, and sometimes they had to do it at a loss.

There is no way, there is no competition, there is no pressure from others.

Less is less. Anyway, if the factory can operate, it is not bad for this batch.

It's different now.

"Huaiyang asked me a few days ago to increase the amount of purchases." The factory manager glanced at Lu Huaian hesitantly, worried that he would be angry: "They are also making school bags now."

Just do it, Lu Huaian doesn't care: "Our order is full now, so we can't take more orders."

They have a large number of orders in their hands, and they are working hard to rush delivery.

Huaiyang eats these bits and pieces of dried shrimp if he wants to.

Seeing that he was not angry, the factory manager breathed a sigh of relief and talked about the recent raw material market.

"The wool seems to have dropped a bit this year. An old acquaintance of mine said that he could get a batch of last year's wool with good quality, and he could send it to me in August." : "It's just that this kind of machine is easy to jam. After all, it is too fine, and the filtering is not so accurate. It requires a lot of labor, so the price may be slightly expensive."

Uncle Qian secretly laughed in his heart, this is true, someone brought a pillow if he wanted to doze off.

Luckily, Lu Huaian didn't mention the comber at all, and listened to the factory manager pouring out the bitter water for a long time.

The price couldn't be negotiated, so Lu Huai'an frowned: "Can't you think of a way to turn this artificial into a machine?"

"We wanted to, too, but it really couldn't be done."

So in the past, Maoni and the others didn't produce it in their factories, because the cost was too expensive and the labor was too expensive, so it would be cheaper to go to the coast to buy them.

The quality is not comparable to others.

"Is that so..." Lu Huai'an frowned and changed the subject: "Did you provide Huaiyang with our fabrics?"

The topic turned so unexpectedly, the factory manager's expression froze: "This... yes."

He couldn't tell any lies. There were three nearby textile factories. He didn't provide them, but they provided them. Maybe he lost a client like Huaiyang.

Although most of his orders are now provided by Noah, he can't ignore other customers.

"If I want to sign a contract with you, so that you don't provide Maoni to other manufacturers, can you do it?"

Mao Ni?

The factory manager pondered for a while. To be honest, even if they wanted to provide this Mao Ni, Huaiyang would not necessarily ask for it.

"Yes." He nodded sharply, patted his chest and said, "I'll do things, don't worry, as long as you have this demand, we sign a contract, and I will definitely be able to do it!"

"Okay~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Lu Huai'an took a sip of tea unhurriedly, and then said slowly, "I traveled a long way a while ago and came back with some goods. "

He knew about the purchase, but he really didn't know what was in.

"I entered a machine." Lu Huai'an put down the teacup and smiled calmly: "The comber."

The factory manager nodded in cooperation and said perfunctorily, "Oh, the comber..."

Their garment factory is really good, and the sewing machines have been in stock several times.

Eh, isn't it?

Comber?

The factory manager's hand shaking while serving tea, he raised his head suddenly: "What?"

"Combing machine." Lu Huai'an's smile did not change at all, and he repeated with certainty, "It's the one you think, it can be made into wool."

It saves a lot of labor and can make mixed woolen fabrics.

As a result, prices will be kept extremely low, and shipments will increase significantly.

The factory manager could hardly believe his ears, but Lu Huai'an was so precise that he had to believe it.

Lu Huai'an has always kept his word, and it is absolutely impossible to say such big words.

He suppressed his excitement, and his voice was extraordinarily sincere: "Director Lu, take a step to speak..."

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