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Chapter 1130 Shan You Lost His Dream

It was dawn and Xue Ling woke up.

Xiaoxin slept in the corner beside her, spreading her limbs out of her body, and she slept very sweetly.

Xue Ling leaned over and kissed her chubby little hand.

At this time, Cheng Tianyuan walked in and lowered his voice: "I just woke up. My mother's breakfast is ready. You can go back to the main factory after you finish eating."

"Yeah." Xue Ling said: "I still have something to do in the afternoon, so it's not too late in the morning."

Cheng Tianyuan knew that she went in and out of the next door Uncle Zheng’s house last night, and guessed that it might be a small matter, but his wife didn’t tell her. It was probably because Uncle Zheng’s affairs were not easy to talk about, so he was very conscious and didn’t ask.

Xue Ling asked while changing her clothes: "How is your recent business?"

"Something is not suitable for the green and yellow." Cheng Tianyuan explained: "I don't know what happened. Shanyue always said that the machinery in the factory was not good, and the production was intermittent, and said that he had asked the master to repair it, but it always failed. The customers below chased me so hard, so I did.

There was no choice but to go to other places to sell.”

"Is there a fixed source of goods? How is the quality?" Xue Ling muttered: "If we can't produce it in Shanyue, we can't always hang it on a rope, so we will lose customers."

Cheng Tianyuan explained: "It's not fixed, but the quality is good. It's mainly from the northeast, with little profit, but I didn't care when I thought about the customer waiting for it."

Xue Ling nodded: "The business chain cannot be broken, others are the second temporarily. What's wrong with Shanyue and others? They made money but the machine was not repaired in time? It's important to update and replace it quickly! When others produce better tissues, they

They will be eliminated by the market. It has been several years since they have not yet produced new products, so they cannot survive the fierce competition in the market. If they hadn't been in this industry, they would have been eliminated long ago."

Cheng Tianyuan thought so, and whispered: "Shan Yue always stammers. I guess there is something inside. He didn't say it clearly, so I couldn't ask. Forget it, anyway, if there are better products in the future, I will naturally choose better.

. You get what you pay for, and customers understand this principle."

Xue Ling shook her head: "The couple - it's really troublesome! My daughter can't adapt to the weather in the imperial capital. You can take it slowly and just turn around and slip away. Can you abandon the house decoration here and study courses? It's cold outside in winter

, but there is heating in the house! You can go out less and stay at home more. It takes time to adapt."

Cheng Tianyuan chuckled: "You don't understand this, nor can you understand it. You have four children, but there is only one of them. Naturally, you put it on the tip of your heart and love it and love it, and you can't tolerate any loss."

Xue Ling laughed and retorted: "You are wrong. Although I have many children, I also spoil it on my heart, but you can't take it too much! I still understand the truth that too much is too much.

My two sons are old, so as long as there is no danger, I will let them do it. Look at our family, we have experienced more and more sensible in the past year after we went out. Children cannot be kept in captivity and spoiled and protected by them, otherwise

Sooner or later there will be problems.”

"Although it makes sense, people may not think so with you!" Cheng Tianyuan explained: "After all, it's just such a child, so naturally I have to protect him well and there is no way to avoid any mistakes."

Xue Ling shook her head: "That would not be good for the child."

Girls can indeed be nurturing, but excessive nurturing will backfire. After all, children cannot live in their parents' greenhouses all the time. She has to grow up and adapt to this society.

Cheng Tianyuan smiled: "There is nothing to do, because theirs."

Xue Ling turned around and snuggled up to his chest.

"What about your concept? Is it consistent with me?"

Cheng Tianyuan laughed softly and pointed her pretty nose.

"Ununciation! They are all consistent with you."

He kissed her forehead and said warmly: "Don't drive too quickly, you can do things slowly, it won't take a while."

"Oh!" Xue Ling answered indifferently.

At this time, Xiao Xin in the room started to cry.

Cheng Tianyuan quickly let go of her, turned around and went into the house to hug her little lover.

Xue Ling shrugged helplessly, and couldn't compete for favor with his daughter, so he hurriedly had breakfast and rushed to the main factory.

At present, people are starting to look for similar denim fabrics in the market and then make corresponding imitation products for sale. But after all, they are the first developers and the largest maker in the market, so they are still famous and have a big scale. Others Still can't compete with yourself.

However, she was also mentally prepared, after all, her own products could not continue to become popular.

She can only keep seeking innovation, start from the design aspect, and try to continue this trend as long as possible.

At most, it only takes one year, so you may not be able to hold on and you can only rely on the brand to survive for a while.

Xue Heng was still full of confidence and said that one year was enough to find some new ones to develop.

Xue Ling thought it was difficult and explained to him that it was mainly done by quantity now, and it may not work in the future. He could only make some things with high quality and high output.

She had some ideas in her mind, but it was not easy to implement at present because there were very few designers in related fields.

She asked the designer to help find it a while ago, but she said it was difficult, unless she had to dig it abroad.

Xue Ling asked her to continue staring at her and if she could find it, she would introduce it. She was not prepared for the time being because of the designer's problem.

She went to the factory and then went to the warehouse.

The smell of denim is strong, so she told workers to wear masks, and try to open windows and doors to ventilate more and breathe.

Despite this, there are many new products piled up in the warehouse, and the taste is still very strong.

Xue Ling found a mask to wear it and randomly selected a few to come and see it.

After inspecting various departments, she returned to the office to check the account book.

Because there are currently three supporting factories to help with production and the accounts are very large, she hired two more accountants to help manage the accounts.

Despite this, she reconciled the accounts when she had time, and was right almost every day, and she had developed a habit.

At noon, she had lunch in the cafeteria and took a nap.

Unexpectedly, the secretary said that a batch of new fabrics was a bit light in color and too thin, which obviously did not meet the requirements.

She hurriedly got up and hurried to the fabric warehouse.

She smiled after checking it.

"You go and tell the manufacturer and listen to their words. This batch of goods is stored and kept for summer clothing next spring."

The secretary should have done so, and turned around and contacted the manufacturer.

After a while, she came back.

"The manufacturer has apologized and said that it was because of poor operation, which led to quality problems. They said that if they firmly return the goods, they will make up for them. If they stay, they are willing to refund 30% of the payment for the goods as compensation. I just hope that we can continue Renew the contract.”

Xue Ling smiled and said, "Tell them that we are sincere, just withdraw 20%, and the other 10% will give the workers a meal."

The secretary gave a thumbs up: "It's better to discuss our Miss Xue!"

Xue Ling gave up and turned back to the office.

After a while, the accountant hurried in: "Director Xue, you have your phone number."

Xue Ling answered from the extension.

"Hey? Hello! I am Xue Ling!"

The other party was quiet for a moment, and a familiar voice was low: "Sister, it's me...Ah Huan."

Xue Ling raised his eyebrows and thought to himself that he was looking for something without searching, and was planning to go to the hospital to catch him!

"Hey! Ah Huan, I'm just about to find you!"

Xue Huan whispered: "Sister, I want to ask you... Zheng Xiaoyi is fine, right? Are you better? You should be at home now, right?"

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