Zou Zhiqiang knocked on the door, and it took a while before someone came to open the door.
They knew each other, and Han Yuanfang went in with them.
The man who opened the door spoke very slowly, probably because he was afraid that Zou Zhiqiang and the others would not understand.
The two of them also smiled and chatted with the middle-aged man.
Han Yuanfang also understood and arranged for them to live next door.
Han Yuanfang thanked them and found out that there was a bathroom before entering the house. The accommodation environment was quite good.
I had to take a shower anyway. I took a shower once on the train and it was really inconvenient.
By the time she washed up, it was already past eleven o'clock.
The next day they asked her to go out for dinner together.
Han Yuanfang saw the whole picture of this garment factory this time, and it looked really comfortable. It was clean and quite new. This was probably a new factory that hadn't been there for a few years.
I saw a lot of workers eating in the canteen, and there were more female workers here.
Han Yuanfang looked at him and them curiously, and they also looked at Han Yuanfang curiously.
The other two people come every year, why did they bring a little girl with them this time?
Han Yuanfang really likes the mixed vegetables here, which are spicy and sour, and she eats the steamed buns. She finally feels comfortable eating. It is really not easy to go out, and Han Yuanfang does not dare to eat food in the space.
Zou Zhiqiang watched the little girl eating with a smile and found it really interesting. When talking to her, he would forget that she was a child.
It was only when we were eating that we realized she was still a little girl.
"Yuanfang, is it delicious?"
"Yes, Uncle Zhang, don't you think this mixed vegetable is appetizing? I think it's quite delicious."
"As long as you like it."
After eating, Han Yuanfang followed the two of them, "We are going to wait for the factory director."
"Uncle Zou, there are so many workers here, so they should have many kinds of clothes, right?"
"Well, 80% of them are other people's orders. We can only see them if they are ordering takeout."
Han Yuanfang nodded, so that's what happened.
The three of them arrived at the factory director's office. They were very busy, so they asked the secretary to take them there. They would discuss it later when they came back.
"Uncle Zou, I'm still at work on the second day of the Lunar New Year. There were so many people in the cafeteria just now that I didn't feel embarrassed to ask."
"It's all about making money."
The secretary took them into the next room, where two shirts were hanging. Han Yuanfang fell in love with them at first sight.
Regular commuter shirts, men's are blue and women's are beige.
The secretary also spoke very slowly and couldn't understand some words clearly, so I asked them to see for themselves.
Han Yuanfang felt the material of the shirt and found that it was indeed made of good quality. This was normal, as the clothes made by true good quality were straight.
She knew that Zou Zhiqiang was also interested in it. Zhang Yudong was the same, but he didn't want to buy it. It would cost him two months' money, which he couldn't afford.
"Secretary Huang, how many shirts are there left in this batch?"
"Ten thousand pieces, that old man is here too."
Zou Zhiqiang smiled. He wanted to be more ruthless, and he wanted to do ten thousand things.
He looked at Han Yuanfang and said, "Girl, how much do you want?"
"Uncle Zou, I want 800 pieces for women and 400 pieces for men."
"How much do you want, Dongzi?"
"Brother Qiang, I also want a hundred pieces."
"You two want one thousand fourteen, and there are eight thousand six left. I don't have enough money." Zou Zhiqiang was worried.
"Uncle Zou, no matter how much I want, I can only ask for 200 more."
"Well, it's okay. Secretary Huang, we've already taken a look at it and went to find the factory director."
The three of them entered the factory director's office again. The big boss was here.
What she said had to be translated by Secretary Huang, but Han Yuanfang could understand it.
Even if you understand at this time, you have to pretend not to understand. Fortunately, this person can understand what they are saying.
Boss Liang heard that they couldn't take all of them, so he didn't want to sell them to them, or they would cost 50 cents each.
Han Yuanfang thought that it would be meaningless if it cost fifty cents. The main reason was that the selling price would not be too high.
She knew that Boss Ji also suffered a loss. But no one wanted something like that to happen.
This guy is also in a state of distress now. His designer ran away and he is not in a good situation now.
Han Yuanfang took out his notebook, tore off a piece and handed it to Boss Ji.
Everyone in the office was attracted by her actions.
Boss Ji was in a very bad mood and didn't respond to the little girl's actions.
Han Yuanfang passed it forward again.
Boss Ji glanced at it and snatched the paper from Han Yuanfang's hand, praising it all the time.
Secretary Huang and the factory director could understand, and they were surprised and leaned over to take a look.
This is what Han Yuanfang drew like a dress. It’s that kind of dress.
Secretary Huang translated Boss Liang's words. He meant to ask Han Yuanfang to draw it again, and use colored pens.
Han Yuanfang thought for a moment, "I can make one."
Zou Zhiqiang and Zhang Yudong were also surprised.
Boss Ji was even more happy.
Secretary Huang took Han Yuanfang to the next door to pick out cloth. She chose a piece of purple floral cotton. This cotton has some drape, and the skirt made of it should look better.
In her previous life, she couldn't afford the clothes she liked, so she made them all by herself. She could also make them about eight or nine times similar.
The clothing factory makes clothes, and there is no shortage of tools. She cuts them according to her body data in her previous life.
Several people were shocked. They didn't expect this little girl to be so nimble.
No one bothered her. They just watched her quickly draw patterns on the cotton and cut the scissors without any hesitation.
That is, an hour later, the clothes were cut.
Secretary Huang took her to the workshop, and the other four people followed.
"Secretary Huang, I don't know how to use a sewing machine." Han Yuanfang remembered that she had gone too far just now.
Secretary Huang was stunned, "I'll do it."
Han Yuanfang stood aside and watched Secretary Huang working on the sewing machine quickly. A quarter of an hour later, the skirt was ready.
There is an iron next to it, and Secretary Huang operates it skillfully.
Several people looked at the formed skirt with curiosity.
After ironing and lining the plate, Secretary Huang hung it up on a hanger.
Boss Ji looked through it and said a few words to Secretary Huang. Han Yuanfang knew that he was asking Secretary Huang to find someone to try it on.
After a girl came out, Boss Liang smiled.
He disliked the translation being too slow, so he started writing directly, and when he finished, he handed it to Han Yuanfang.
He wrote some traditional Chinese characters. Even Han Yuanfang could understand them.
The two communicated like this.
Boss Ji gave Han Yuanfang 500 yuan for this dress and 500 shirts as a gift.
Han Yuanfang was quite satisfied, and the two of them had reached a consensus.
In fact, five hundred yuan is already a lot of money. After all, I have to find someone to modify the pattern of the skirt again. Besides, five hundred pieces of shirts will cost one thousand two hundred and fifty yuan.
And the price is still two and a half dollars, whatever you want is fine.
"Girl, I didn't expect you to have such ability." Zou Zhiqiang sighed.
"Uncle Zou, which country girl can't make her own clothes?"
