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Chapter 1688 Framed

Early the next morning, Xue Ling got up and had breakfast with Ran Ran and gave him a toy he bought at the southern seaside.

"This is a big conch. I heard from local people that it takes at least twenty years of age to grow so big."

Ranran stroked her surprise and praised: "So beautiful! Mom, is this conch still alive?"

Xue Ling shook her head and replied: "It's dead, and you'll die if you leave the sea. The meat inside was dug out by the fishermen, washed and soaked, and made into artworks to sell."

Zhu Achun fed Xiao Achong to drink milk powder.

Xue Ling hugged Xiao Xinxin and made her laugh.

Cheng Tianyuan came over and asked, "The two are much bigger, aren't they?"

"Yes." Xue Ling said: "We are almost three months old - it's so fast!"

Ranran looked up and asked, "Mom, have you bought a gift for Yangyang? Where is Brother Tietou?"

Xue Ling replied: "Yangyang is playing on the beach, and there is no shortage of big conchs. I bought a large necklace for the iron head. They are made of small conchs and look very good."

Zhu Achun was embarrassed and whispered: "Mrs. She must be very busy when she goes out to do business. She doesn't have to buy any gifts next time, and she's wasting time and spending money."

"It's okay." Xue Ling explained: "I took a car by myself. They were selling it on the side of the road. I would leave next time I bought it, which was not a waste of time. I ran back from afar and had to bring some gifts to the children so that they could only

I will remember thinking about me."

Everyone laughed.

Cheng Tianfang said: "The pearl necklace my sister-in-law gave me is very cool. I wore it last night and found that it was cool, so I didn't dare to wear it. I will take it out and wear it again next summer, and it will definitely be very comfortable."

Liu Ying couldn't help but look at her, "You've worn it? Why don't you keep it in good condition! Your sister-in-law said that it's a precious pearl!"

Xue Heng smiled and ate the meat buns and said, "Mom, if you collect them, you will lose its value. Only by wearing them and wearing them on your neck can it show its beauty."

Cheng Tianfang laughed and said, "That's it! What should I do if I hide it? When I can wear a dress next summer, I will wear it."

Liu Ying had no choice but to do anything to her, so she ignored her.

Cheng Muhai, who was standing beside him, touched the pattern on the cigarette box and asked in confusion: "Ling, what word is this? I can't even understand it!"

Xue Ling smiled and replied: "Dad, this is in English. This is a cigarette imported from abroad. We are a little bit too small here. I bought it in the provincial capital."

"Oh!" Cheng Muhai was happy, "I haven't smoked foreigners yet! I'll try it later."

"Let's have dinner first." Cheng Tianyuan urged: "Ranran, don't be late, eat quickly."

Ranran is well-behaved and obedient, counting days and waiting for the holidays.

After Xue Ling was full, he hurriedly drove to the main factory.

When the secretary saw her coming, he hurriedly showed her the design drawings of the jeans designed by the designer.

Xue Ling glanced at it and found that it was imitating the style of a foreigner, with a slightly wider hem, similar to the previous bell-bottom trousers.

"Don't be wide on the hem, straight down."

The secretary nodded: "The designer is here and you can see the model in the afternoon."

Xue Ling said: "Please trouble her faster."

That afternoon, the designer showed the model to Xue Ling.

Xue Ling simply changed it himself, and soon discovered the problem and asked the designer to help make modifications.

"Once the trousers are rubber band type, they won't look good."

After changing it again and again, it was all the time late that night, but Xue Ling was still dissatisfied.

Finally three days later, Xue Ling made the latest model.

The next morning, the main factory started construction.

Xue Heng also came and took samples and various data to do it.

Xue Ling said: "The denim from Qzhou can be made about 200,000 pieces. I have asked them to speed up the delivery and strive to make hundreds of thousands more pieces by the end of the year."

"The first time I tried... how could I do so much?" Xue Heng frowned: "If the market consumers can't accept it, we will suffer a lot."

Xue Ling thought for a while and whispered: "I still have more than 100,000 yuan around me, and I will invest it together. Don't be afraid, if I lose, it's all my fault. No matter how much it produces in the branch, you will get two profits, but you don't have to bear any

Risk, is that OK?"

When she said this, Xue Heng couldn't help feeling embarrassed.

"You know how much risk is? Maybe you will lose more than one million! If you have a large batch, you may have to continue losing. I also walked through that thing, it was really uncomfortable. I will stay with you.

No one who has studied can accept it, let alone other people! Ling Ling, you have always had confidence in yourself, I know this. I have advised you, but you just don’t listen! Why do you think jeans will be very popular

welcome?"

Xue Ling smiled and said, "Because I knew it!"

Because this is what she has experienced. Starting next spring, jeans will become popular in China, and they are extremely popular. From thirties or forties, regardless of men or women, to teenage boys and girls, one by one

They all fell in love with jeans.

Xue Heng couldn't say it anymore and rolled his eyes.

Xue Ling waved his hand: "I give you such good conditions because you are my cousin. I will keep the goods from the branch factory strictly and you will be responsible for watching. You don't have to pay the capital or bear it.

Risk, the profit over there will be 20% of you. The only condition is to listen to me in everything. If possible, start doing it, and if not, stop it!”

Xue Heng was most afraid of her momentum, so he had to nod.

So on the third day, the branch also started to produce jeans.

The fabric of the jeans is thick and the sewing machine cannot adapt. After all, something happened, so I had to hurry to find a master to repair it.

Many workers yelled that such fabrics were rough and hard, too bulky to make, and even caused emotions.

There are so many troubles when you haven't succeeded in your career, and it's messy everywhere.

Xue Ling was in charge of the general factory, blocking the persuasion of the secretary and several team leaders, and insisted loudly: "Change the needle and thread as you need, buy it when you need it, and don't say anything to me to give up. What do I do?

I can beat, but I can’t beat the drums.”

Xue Heng couldn't say anything else, so he had to secretly call Cheng Tianyuan.

Seeing that she hadn't been home for another two days, Cheng Tianyuan bought an old hen home to stew it, and drove to the factory to find her.

Xue Ling's face was a little bad, she stayed up late and was busy, and she looked very haggard.

She looked up and saw him, and smiled softly, "What? You are here to be a lobbyist too?"

Cheng Tianyuan chuckled, put the thermos in his hand down, and turned around to wash his hands.

"I'm here to deliver food to you. Are you tired? Are you hungry? Are you old hen soup here."

Xue Ling hurriedly came over and sat down: "No matter how difficult or tired you are, it is important to fill your stomach first. Only when you eat enough will you have the strength and energy to work."

Cheng Tianyuan gave her a bowl of spoon and said warmly: "Eat quickly."

Xue Ling nibbled the chicken legs and asked with a smile: "Don't you advise me? Did Ah Heng tell you?"

Cheng Tianyuan nodded: "He told me, but I won't advise you. We are married for so many years, when did I stop you from doing what? Hum?"

"Hehe!" Xue Ling smiled and threw herself into his arms, tilted her tiredness on his chest, "It's better for her husband."

Cheng Tianyuan couldn't help but tease: "Whoever knows who is better is good to me. What I know now is that your big chicken legs are almost sticking to my coat."

"Puchi!" Xue Ling laughed and continued to chew on the chicken legs. "You may have to stay up late at night and eat more. At night, the aunties in the canteen were sleeping and had nothing to eat. The workers like to go to the convenience store to buy some snacks.

I can't eat those fried items."

Cheng Tianyuan said distressedly: "Eat quickly and drink chicken soup after eating."

"Yes." Xue Ling was happy and groaned: "You will send it to me tomorrow!"

"Okay." Cheng Tianyuan responded immediately.

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