But he didn't take this sentence to heart at all. Everything was his own efforts and strength, and there was no respect for others.
Chen Anjing was a little surprised: "Really? At your age, you have to wait a few more years to be promoted to director."
It's not that Li Hongyuan doesn't have this ability. She knows that it's not easy to evaluate professional titles in a place like a hospital.
Not to mention how competitive there is among colleagues, there are also requirements for age and working experience.
Li Hongyuan is a bit too young.
"I think the boss saw my ability, so he promoted me in an unusual way." Li Hongyuan said with a smile.
"Very good. Come back early tonight and let's make dumplings to celebrate for you. Your position must not only have been promoted, but your salary has also been increased?"
"Ten dollars more a month."
Chen Anjing nodded, more is better than less.
Chen Anjing thought for a while: "Auntie, how about this? Why don't you tell me your home address? My name is Chen Anjing. I live in the family building of the hospital. I will send it to you when it is ready."
"Okay, see if there is a size that suits me and get one for me."
Since she often sells mung bean cakes in town, she is familiar with everyone in town who often goes out to buy food.
Just when she could hardly wait any longer,
A very well-dressed aunt came over. She directly picked up the remaining piece of broken sleeve and looked at it: "Girl, how do you sell this dress?"
Chen Jingjing was delighted: "Auntie, these short-sleeved shirts cost five yuan each. They are made of pure cotton and will be very comfortable to wear. I will wrap them up for you if you want them."
"Sister Xiuxia, you have been to big cities."
Chen Jingjing's little mouth was like honey, coaxing the aunt into laughter.
Chen Anjing believes this.
"Sister Xiuxia, are you in the store?" Seeing that there was no one in the fabric store, Chen Jingjing stood at the door and shouted.
"Jing Jing, why don't you sell mung bean cakes instead of selling clothes? I haven't had your mung bean cakes for a long time and I miss you so much." An aunt stopped in front of the stall with a smile on her face.
It won't make you look fat, and the materials used are all pure cotton, which absorbs sweat better in summer and is comfortable to wear.
Make a total of eleven items.
"Girl, do you still have these clothes? Is there a size suitable for me? I look very cool." Ma Lan asked.
"Okay, please wait a moment." Chen Anjing, who majors in design, can tell at a glance what size her aunt is wearing. Fortunately, when making clothes, she made both large and small sizes.
These are the clothes she worked so hard to make and cannot be sold cheaply.
Malan nodded. This dress is not cheap but it does look good.
Maybe their monthly pocket money is only this much.
She visited all the fabric shops on the street, and found that many of them sold old fabrics, but only Sister Xiuxia's fabrics were the best.
"Auntie, would you like one? I use good materials and it will be absolutely comfortable to wear." Chen Anjing made a sales pitch.
If there was a suitable size, she would also like to buy one.
There is still one piece of clothing left, but no one has come to ask about it.
"Auntie, what's your name? If I can't find it then I can ask."
Chen Anjing decided to wait a little longer. If no one came to buy it yet, she would take it home and keep it to sell later.
The next day.
"Okay, here's ten dollars, I'll wait for you."
"Of course, I often go to big cities just to buy better and newer fabrics. The fabrics in my store are the most comprehensive and the most beautiful on this street."
Chen Jingjing said apologetically: "Auntie, this is the last piece of clothing left. I'm afraid the size isn't suitable for you. I'm sorry. If you want it, you'll have to wait until next time."
She put on one piece herself and rode her bicycle to town with the remaining ten pieces.
No, as soon as I set up the stall, I ran into an old acquaintance.
Ma Lan left her name and address and turned to leave. Her judgment on people was unmistakable. This girl named Chen Anjing was honest.
"Auntie, it's you. I don't sell mung bean cakes anymore. Look at my clothes. I made them all myself. They always look good."
Chen Jingjing showed the other party the clothes he was wearing.
She worked hard and could make many of these clothes in one day. They were all summer clothes. The materials and styles were not complicated, they were very simple.
"Not to mention, your craftsmanship is really good. I have never seen this style before. It's so beautiful." The aunt picked up one and looked at it from left to right and couldn't put it down.
The aunt was a little hesitant: "Is this the kind of clothes Jing Jing wears for a young person like you? It doesn't look right for me to wear something like this even at my age."
The girls in the town are richer than those in the village. They hesitate to buy expensive clothes that cost five yuan a piece.
As soon as she touched it, she knew it was made of fabric bought from her shop. The style was really beautiful, much prettier than what others had made with this fabric in the past.
I came out and took a look: "It turns out to be Anjing. Hey, your clothes look really nice today."
These clothes were specially designed by her. They look simple and elegant, and are very flattering, especially on young girls.
"You should have noticed that I came here just to buy some more fabrics." Chen Jingjing didn't mind. Some people admired the clothes she made, but it was too late for her to be happy.
"Okay, Anjing. Your skills are so good. These clothes are even more beautiful than those sold at counters in big cities."
"Coming, coming." Zhang Xiuxia responded while wiping her hands.
During this time, she made a bat-shirt style short-sleeved shirt, which is very tolerant to women's figures and can be worn by both fat and thin people.
All ten pieces of clothing were sold, and Chen Anjing was in a good mood.
The first business payment made Chen Jingjing suddenly feel more confident.
Chen Anjing attracts the attention of many girls just by wearing it.
Malan waved her hand: "I'm not wearing it. I bought it for my granddaughter to wear when she goes to school. I guess it's just right. It looks pretty this way."
Unexpectedly, the clothes made at such a young age were really good, and even she, who has always been picky, could take a liking to them.
"Auntie, look at what you said. You look just like my sister. You can't wear it anywhere. This pure white dress is not picky. Anyone can wear it. People might think that we are wearing something like yours.
Same age."
Chen Anjing picked out what he needed, and after paying the money, Zhang Xiuxia stopped him.
"Well, Anhui, can you make me a dress like yours? I can pay for it, and I will pay as much as you sell it for." Zhang Xiuxia said flatteringly.
She really wanted such a beautiful dress.
Chen Jingjing was very generous: "Sister Xiuxia, look at what you said, what is the relationship between the two of us? When I make the next batch, I will give you one directly."
