Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

Fortunately, once he got into working mode, Yang Luoyan forgot about his worries about the weather.

With the successive broadcasts of the TV series "Miss Public Relations", the popularity of PR clothing and one-step skirts continues to rise across the country.

In order to completely eat up this heat, not only the new and old Furong Yixiang clothing factories continue to operate at full capacity, but also signed a larger OEM contract with Shanghai No. 1 Garment Factory.

All the production of one-step skirts and fitness pants are outsourced.

They say women hold up half the sky.

In the clothing market, Yang Luoyan felt that her husband Wu Yuan was more accurate.

That is, women can hold up half the sky.

Most of the consumption is supported by women.

The remaining small part belongs to the children.

As for the market for men, there is one, but it is almost only led by children.

There is no comparison with women at all.

Yang Luoyan even felt that if Furong Clothing Lane could continue to develop in the women's clothing market and become a major brand, it could even be on par with her husband's industry.

There is no other way. Now in Beigang, only men from my own family can become the target of my pursuit.

Others are not quite qualified.

Half a day passed in the blink of an eye.

Before lunch, Yang Luoyan's phone rang.

I thought it was another agent or distributor calling to ask for goods, but it turned out to be Ye Yun.

"Sister Yun, it's been a long time no see."

"Luoyan, although we haven't seen each other for a long time, I see the clothes made by your factory every day, and they are really popular. Congratulations!"

"Thank you, Sister Yun. If I have a chance tomorrow, I will customize two sets for Sister Yun."

"Then I can't afford the design fee."

"No money is required. It is our honor for an intellectual woman like Sister Yun to wear the clothes of our Furong Clothing Lane. How can we charge money?"

"Haha, thank you, thank you." Ye Yun was very happy after hearing this, and then turned to business and said: "That's it, Luo Yan. Recently, our magazine saw the popularity of "Public Relations Miss, Like Being a Public Relations Miss"

topic, I was wondering if your factory could provide some clothing support."

When Yang Luoyan heard this, she became interested, but she did not forget to ask first: "Can you mention the name of our factory?"

"That's natural, and your sponsorship and support can't be in vain, right?"

Yang Luoyan readily agreed: "That's no problem, Sister Yun, I'll ask someone from the Shanghai main store to contact you. Then you can choose the clothes in the store."

"Then it's settled."

"That's a deal."

In fact, the exposure of Furong Clothing Lane in CCTV advertisements is enough.

But no one would think that they are too hot.

There is nothing wrong with promoting it in multiple magazines.

Besides, isn't it just to borrow a few sets of clothes?

piece of cake.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Luoyan was in a good mood.

But he forgot about going to eat and re-approved the initial documents.

It wasn't until Jiang Fan came to find her that she suddenly remembered.

The aunt and sister-in-law went to the cafeteria to eat together, and Su Ke followed behind.

It's still raining outside, and the holly in front of the building is getting darker green.

Jiang Fan asked: "What is my brother-in-law doing in B? He never came back."

Yang Luoyan said: "He has his own affairs. No one can do without him."

Jiang Fan was stunned: "If you dare to think like this, sooner or later you will cry."

Yang Luoyan still said stubbornly: "What do I have to cry about? Our factory is developing so well, and I have like-minded sisters like you. Without him, would I still be alive?"

Jiang Fan changed his perspective and persuaded: "I think our factory is on the right track now. You also go to B to check the post every now and then. It's not like we don't have the time and strength?"

Yang Luoyan shook Jiang Fan's arm and said, "Okay, I know, second sister-in-law."

In fact, Wu Yuan said on the phone yesterday that he would bring her a mysterious gift this time.

Yang Luoyan was too embarrassed to say anything about this.

What if the time comes and it's stockings or something like that? How can I tell people about it?

Huang Lao's courtyard house.

Wu Yuan took advantage of the time after lunch to make the mysterious gift for his wife - a rosewood bracelet.

Let’s take this bracelet, it doesn’t need to be big or small.

It should be suitable for the wife's wrist, and it should be worn so that it is not obtrusive and looks good at the same time.

This is much more laborious than the first sample I made casually, and the many finished products I made for Mr. Huang.

Fortunately, Wu Yuan was not in a hurry, so he just used his time in the afternoon to do it casually. It was quite good.

In the blink of an eye, it was busy in the evening.

Wu Yuan was about to go to Na Ye's courtyard house to settle the bill with Na Ye.

But they saw the three of them coming back first, followed by the man with a much stiffer back.

Wu Yuan came forward to greet him, gave the man a cigarette, lit it and said, "Why did you come here in person?"

With his cigarette in his mouth, the old man pulled Wu Yuan aside and gave him an old man's head: "Is it enough? It's not enough for you to talk. Our old man is not bad."

"Enough is definitely enough," Wu Yuan said immediately: "Ordinarily, I have to ask you for twenty more."

The old man waved his hand: "There is no need to change the money. From now on in this area, you will pay the salary for others. If you are missing a penny, I will not do it."

Well, it's okay to pay more, but not to be treated like a big grievance.

Wu Yuan nodded when he heard this: "Okay, don't worry, I'll give you a fixed price."

In fact, the labor masters really don’t make any money from their work.

Wu Yuan originally planned to charge 80 yuan, but after deducting 30 yuan a day's wages for the three young master workers, and more than 10 yuan in subsidies for transportation and food expenses, he would only be left with 10 yuan.

That's it, I have to go back and hand it over to Zou Ning, and ask her to take it from the account and record the work for Yao Lan and the other three.

Fortunately, when Mercedes-Benz returned to the office downstairs of the North Fourth Ring Road, the office upstairs was still a little bright.

Wu Yuan pushed the door and got out of the car, but was stopped by Ma Mingchao: "Boss, what should I do about this?"

Wu Yuan took a look and saw that it was the watermelon ball given by Yu Xiaowan that morning.

Except for the two pills he ate on the way there in the morning, he forgot the rest in the car. By the end of the day, they were all sour.

This definitely cannot be returned directly to others.

So I took it and took it to the office upstairs.

Only Song Xian is left in the Panpan office, while Zou Ning and the Meng sisters are left in Tengda.

The three girls all wore one-step skirts and public relations outfits, which was very fashionable and timely.

Before Wu Yuan came in, he seemed to be complaining about something. After seeing Wu Yuan, he immediately fell silent.

Wu Yuan entered the room, handed the lunch box to Zou Ning and said: "Take out the inside, wash it and give it to me."

Then she asked Meng Na and Meng Yao: "Why are you working overtime? Are you very busy recently?"

Meng Na blushed and was embarrassed to speak.

Meng Yao was not so scrupulous and said: "We would rather work overtime for a while than have to be nagged by dad when we go back."

Wu Yuan smiled and said: "Is it because of buying clothes?"

Meng Yao said confidently: "Isn't it? We didn't spend a penny from our family."

Wu Yuan nodded seriously: "That makes sense!"