Tea is good tea.

People are also beautiful.

In the cramped silk and satin shop, Li Weidong had a brief conversation with Chen Xueru, and he felt that this woman was something special.

She has the strength of Xu Huizhen and the flexibility of Qin Huairu.

This kind of person is the most prosperous in society. Even if she is in a bad situation now, when she encounters an opportunity in the future, she will definitely rise to the top.

What's the matter with her cannibalistic look?

This is only the first time we meet.

In order to avoid suspicion, Li Weidong had to straighten up and move his butt back, a little further away from Chen Xueru.

"Comrade Chen Xueru, just put the tea cup on the table. I can take it myself."

Chen Xueru then reluctantly took back her hand and cast a charming glance at Li Weidong from the corner of her eyes, "You are really a little comrade. Can my sister still eat you?"

".That's not possible."

As expected, the little widow in her thirties was able to let go. Li Weidong decided to make a quick decision and straightened his face and said, "Comrade Chen Xueru, I'm here today to ask you to help sew a batch of work clothes."

"Sewing clothes. This is my old profession. There is no problem. But what kind of clothes do you want? Do you have a pattern?"

When Chen Xueru saw that they were talking about work, the charming look on her face suddenly disappeared, and her whole person became serious.

"If there is no pattern, I can make it according to your request, but it will cost extra."

"You also know that the design of patterns is relatively difficult. Even many experienced tailors are not qualified for it, and it is very time-consuming."

"So, what's the price?"

She is worthy of being the woman who founded the Xueru Group in the original work. When talking about business, she is very enthusiastic and has quite the temperament of a strong woman.

It's just that he has a system with ten thousand times more experience, and he has become a professional fashion designer by reading a few books casually. Drawing patterns can be done easily with his hands.

"I'm sorry, I can draw the drawing. Could you please Comrade Chen prepare a pencil and drawing paper for me?"

Chen Xueru looked at Li Weidong in confusion after hearing this. He is a young man who can design clothes. Don't be kidding?

Could it be that Chen Xueru was so surprised? In this era, there were no professional clothing courses, and designing clothes was all figured out by experienced tailors at work.

Without decades of skills, you can't even get in.

Seeing Li Weidong's insistence, Chen Xueru couldn't say anything, but it might be better this way. If he couldn't draw it later and knew the difficulty, he could take the opportunity to add more money.

This month's rent has not been paid yet

After a moment, Chen Xueru took out paper, pen, and auxiliary tools such as a ruler from behind.

"There is no need for a ruler."

Li Weidong spread the paper on the table and started drawing based on the clothing patterns he had seen in his previous life.

Chen Xueru looked at it with her eyes wide open and her mouth closed from ear to ear.

This young man is amazing. Just drawing a straight line is as good as using a ruler.

The dimensions are accurate, clear, harmonious and unified.

Longitude, latitude, oblique, and stripes are clearly marked.

The intersection of curves and straight lines is smooth, and the intersection of curves and curves is smooth.

An expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action!

Chen Xueru couldn't help but ask: "Comrade Li Weidong, are you indeed the workshop director of the steel rolling mill? Not the garment factory?"

"Oh, don't you know me?"

Li Weidong completed the drawing work while speaking, and then used a pencil to draw a five-pointed star-like pattern on his chest.

"Here you cut a five-pointed star out of red cloth and sew it on top, and use yellow silk thread to sew the words Poverty Alleviation Workshop on the bottom."

"Just use public-issue pants."

"That's probably it for you. You calculate the process and calculate the unit price."

Chen Xueru took the tissue paper, read it carefully, and then looked up at Li Weidong: "The sewing of this suit is more complicated than ordinary clothes. Each piece requires at least 1 yuan and 50 cents in labor."

1 yuan and 5 yuan is not high. Before Li Weidong came, he had consulted Zhang Xingmin. In this era, the production cost of a piece of clothing in a cotton spinning factory was about 1 yuan and 20 cents.

Li Weidong did not agree immediately and was silent for a moment. When he saw that Chen Xueru was a little uneasy, he said: "Comrade Chen Xueru, this time we need your help in making 250 sets of work clothes. Can the price be lower?"

"Two hundred and fifty sets? Seriously?" Chen Xueru was overjoyed.

As long as I get this order, I can earn at least more than two hundred yuan.

With this money, the silk and satin shop can sustain itself for at least another year, and it can also repay Xu Huizhen's money.

Chen Xueru had been working as a tailor for so many years. Due to her ancestral craftsmanship, good skills and enthusiasm, her business had been very good in the past few years and she had saved a lot of money.

But the way she looks at men is really not that good.

Chen Xueru's first husband's surname was Hou, and she gave birth to a son named Hou Kui with her first husband. Later, her first husband took away a large part of her money and went to Chou Country.

Her second husband was Liao Yucheng, the public manager of a silk store.

This person had been thinking about getting both people and money from the beginning of his relationship with Chen Xueru, but he didn't expect that Chen Xueru was so strong and he couldn't take any advantage.

As a result, he also ran away with all Chen Xueru's belongings.

After being robbed by two husbands, and the business has been poor in the past two years, Chen Xueru is at the end of her rope, otherwise she would not have even borrowed money from her old enemy Xu Huizhen.

She worked hard just to prove that her ability was no worse than that of men. The silk and satin shop was her lifeblood. If the silk and satin shop failed, she would also fail.

Li Weidong's order came at just the right time. Chen Xueru thought for a moment, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Okay, you are a cheerful person, and my sister is not carrying it anymore. Each item is 1 yuan and 10 cents. I can't find anything better than this in the whole capital."

Cheap price.”

"make a deal!"

Li Weidong didn't want to bully a little woman, so he nodded in agreement.

"It's just that the quantity of cloth is too large and it's not suitable to be placed in your sewing shop. You have to move sewing machines and other tools to our steel rolling mill. I happen to have a studio there."

More than forty pieces of cloth were a significant asset in this era. If they were lost, they would definitely be punished.

Chen Xueru also knew this and nodded in agreement without hesitation.

"But the sewing machine is so heavy, how am I going to transport it?"

"Don't worry about it, I will arrange it."

Li Weidong rode his bicycle back to the steel rolling mill and came to the team to find Shouhou who was resting. He asked Shan Xiaolin to take Uncle Bai, and they drove the truck to Xueru Silk and Satin Shop.

Looking at the mighty and domineering truck, Chen Xueru looked at Li Weidong with light in her eyes.

He is handsome, burly, and capable. No wonder Xu Huizhen's little prodigal fell in love with him.

"Brother Wei Dong, are these the things?"

Shan Xiaolin and Uncle Bai were very quick and moved the things to the truck in just a moment.

Li Weidong nodded: "That's all."

When he saw Shan Xiaolin was about to drive, he stretched out his hand to hold Shan Xiaolin: "I haven't driven a truck for a while and my hands are itchy. Let me do it."

"Okay! I happened to be squinting for a while. I have to go to Baoding in the afternoon to buy goods."

Chen Xueru didn't have a bicycle, so she could only sit in the passenger seat. She sat carefully and saw Li Weidong start to stick out his butt and shake the vehicle. His powerful posture made her couldn't help but tighten her legs and clench her nails.

Into the meat.

With a violent shaking, the truck crashed with a roar.

"I haven't driven for such a long time. After all, my hands are a bit raw. I shook it seven or eight times before shaking it."

Li Weidong threw the black iron rocker under the seat, jumped into the truck, and said to Chen Xueru, 'Sit tight, I'm going to drive!'

Release the clutch, release the handbrake, tap the accelerator, and the truck roars out like a tiger descending the mountain.

This was Chen Xueru's first time riding a truck. She was so frightened by the sudden start that she turned pale and held the handle tightly with her left hand to prevent herself from screaming.

Li Weidong was silent for a moment, then looked up at Chen Xueru: "Comrade Chen Xueru, please let go of your hand, I'm going to shift gears."

"Ah?" Chen Xueru looked down and realized that the handle she was grabbing with her left hand was there. She quickly said "I'm sorry" and let go. She turned her head in embarrassment and looked out the window.

Scenery that I have experienced countless times.

Li Weidong refueled and shifted gears, and the truck sped along the spacious street toward the steel rolling mill.

The security officer at the gate post saw Li Weidong sitting in the cab and opened the door without asking.

When the truck entered the steel rolling mill, Section Chief Zhang of the security department waved his hand and stopped the truck. He stepped on his feet and looked into the truck bed, then asked with a smile: "Weidong, is there a sewing machine inside?"

"Yeah. I'm going to make work clothes for the workers in the poverty alleviation workshop." Li Weidong took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pulled one out and handed it to Section Chief Zhang.

Section Chief Zhang took the cigarette and said with a smile: "The factory director told me about this. I stopped him because of other matters."

Li Weidong nodded.

Section Chief Zhang lit up his cigarette before continuing: "I got news that some temporary workers in the poverty alleviation workshop secretly sold their meal tickets to people outside the factory. This is not a big deal, but I thought I should let you know."
To be continued...