"You'd better come to the factory when you have time. I've been busy recently." He was hesitant to speak, and it was obviously not suitable to tell Luo Xide beside her.

"Can we have dinner together tomorrow?" Sierra turned her head and spoke softly, with a hint of flattery.

"You don't need me to accompany you?" Luo Xide was dissatisfied.

"No, I'll be fine." She straightened his clothes, then took his face and kissed him, "Am I leaving?"

The etiquette school is not in a busy street, and Sera is not afraid of being seen in the alley, and her actions instantly brighten the mood of the people in front of her.

Luo Xied chuckled, "Okay then, I'll ask Zachary to bring back some pastries for you tomorrow."

"Don't bother Zachary. Khalida is repairing the fish pond recently. He probably wants to measure the size."

"What?" Luo Xied was confused for a moment.

Sierra waved her hand and urged him to leave quickly, "It's okay. Anyway, just let Terry go. I'll leave first."

She hired a car and the laundry manager to arrive at the factory.

When I walked into the factory, I found that the clothes baskets that were supposed to be stacked high were very empty. There were only a few clothes for the workers. Only half of the dozen female slaves were washing clothes, and the other half were doing nothing, cleaning the factory, or doing some handicrafts on their own clothes. live.

This was the first time for Sierra to see such a leisurely moment.

"We just passed by the newly opened Mawson Laundry Factory, and you saw it too." The manager whispered: "The price there is half lower than ours. They are doing activities to take orders for clothes. Now we have only a few fixed The customers, the railway and casual miners’ clothing lists were all taken away by them.”

"Half lower?" Sierra asked curiously: "I visited various places for laundry prices, and the one I finally settled on was already the lowest price. The money they earned was only supported by the minimum amount. How many black slaves did they hire?"

"That's the problem. We make money by quantity, but the other party seems to have hired more than 30 black slaves." The manager replied with an annoyed look: "I passed by the factory over there after work several times. I came to the factory at five o'clock, and the lights there were still on, and I stayed up all night."

Sierra thought thoughtfully and came up with only one answer, "My father and stepmother are desperate to use these black slaves. Can they have enough rest time or get paid?"

"I have calculated an account, but there is none at present." The steward said: "More than 30 black slaves need five or six thousand gold coins. Our daily income in the past was only about a hundred gold coins. They have just opened half a month ago, and they are far from there." Get your money back.”

"No wonder you are so anxious." Sierra patted her arm, scratching again and again because of the summer mosquitoes.

She looked up at the sweltering laundry factory, thought for a while and said, "Raise the price. If the quantity is not enough, we can't do a loss-making business and take orders from the rich."

"I also want to come to you to discuss this matter. If you agree, that would be great."

Sera nodded, "You also go and talk to Khalida. She has a lot of connections and can help us attract a lot of people. I will give you another sum of money by the way."

"ah?"

Sierra looked back at him, "It's hot in the summer, so I spent a sum of money from my own pocket to provide ice cubes every day to cool down the factory."

"Will the cost be too high?" The steward hesitated.

The corners of Sierra's lips curled up, looking like a strategist, "Don't panic, because something will happen to the Mawson Laundry Factory sooner or later. Before my old father hurts us, we must first build up our reputation. From now on, we will open the factory every Sunday." Let the slaves out and give them a day off."

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