Traveling through the Eighth Five-Year Plan: Starting from selling fruit at a stall

Ji Zhongqiu looked at everyone in the room with smiles on his face, especially when he saw the girl he was thinking of, the corners of his mouth were grinning behind his ears.

Everyone who gave up their seats gave up their seats, and those who poured tea poured tea, so happy.

Ling's mother looked at everyone busy up and down, and looked at Ji Zhongqiu. She only felt that the young man in front of her looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him.

She lowered her voice and asked Ling Changqing: "Old man, this man looks familiar, do you know him?"

Ling Changqing recalled a little, and said with a smile: "You are Xiao Ji, didn't they say you went to Shenzhen?"

As he spoke, he gave Mother Ling a blank look.

This is his son-in-law-to-be. How can anyone forget his son-in-law to be?
Only then did Mother Ling come to her senses, she quickly stood up and brought out the melon seeds and peanuts and put them on the table.

Ji Zhongqiu was pressed down by everyone and said, "Uncle and Auntie, Happy Chinese New Year, it's me."

While speaking, Ling Xiaohua poured a cup of tea in front of him: "Drink tea."

When Ji Zhongqiu picked up the teacup, another familiar voice rang outside the door: "Happy Chinese New Year."

Everyone looked over and saw Xiao Jun with yellow hair also appearing in the doorway.

As soon as he entered the door, he complained and said: "Brother Ji, you are too unkind. I will not wait if you ask you to wait, so that I can't even catch up."

Ling Changqing had never seen a young man with yellow hair in his hometown, and when he was looking at it, Ji Zhongqiu called out: "Uncle, aunt, he is my partner in Shenzhen, his surname is Xiao, you call him Xiao Xiao will do."

When Ji Zhongqiu entered the door, it can be said that he packed lightly.

He only had a handbag in his hand, nothing else.

And Xiao Jun looked very embarrassed.

He was carrying a snakeskin bag on his back and a bulging luggage bag in his hand, and he was wearing a lot of clothes, making him look like a big brown bear.

"Director Xiao, why is it you!"

Ling Yue thought it was incredible, why did you come back with Xiao Jun this Mid-Autumn Festival?
It stands to reason that Xiao Jun has his own processing plant in Shenzhen City. Although it is the off-season, he will not leave his job there and run back with him.

Xiao Jun panted heavily, pointed at Ji Zhongqiu and said, "Ask him."

Ji Zhongqiu said lightly: "If you hadn't said that you would come to the mainland to develop, I would have brought you here?"

Ling Yue thought she had heard wrong.

Now that everyone is running to the coastal cities, how can Xiao Jun do the opposite?

But when he thought of the sudden heavy snowfall in Qingpu City last time when he was trapped for several days by himself, he was relieved again.

How stupid does this person have to be to do such ignorant things?

Ling's mother was not very familiar with Ji Zhongqiu, and she was even less familiar with Xiao Jun.Seeing them chatting, I couldn't get in here, and I was too embarrassed to leave, so I asked casually, "Xiao Ji, have you eaten yet?"

Ji Zhongqiu had a meal: "No, I haven't eaten all day today."

There were too many people on the train today, and the three-yuan box lunch was robbed before they even arrived in their compartments. When they went to the dining car to order food, they were told by the flight attendant that the train was temporarily added. , The preparations on the train were not very sufficient, and the meals on the dining car were all sold out.

Ling's mother became energetic when she heard it, and said quickly: "Then sit down, and I will cook for you."

Ji Zhongqiu didn't want to leave when he came, so he said immediately: "Auntie, I'll trouble you."

"What's the trouble, it's almost five o'clock, please sit down."

Mother Ling walked towards the kitchen with her sleeves rolled up as she spoke.

Ling Xiaohua was about to follow, but Ling Yue grabbed her: "Why are you running, you accompany Mid-Autumn Festival, I'll help mom."

This dead girl, everyone said that Xiaobie was better than a newlywed, and she was shy when her boyfriend came back.

With Ling Yue's help, Mother Ling can cook with ease.

In just one and a half hours, she prepared a large table full of dishes.

Ling Yue considered that Xiao Jun had lived in Shenzhen City all year round, so he had long been accustomed to the food there, and there were several dishes without chili peppers.

I also specially made him a stir-fried cabbage.

When the meal was open, a large group of people sat around and ate together, which was called a joy.

After eating, Ji Zhongqiu couldn't wait to take out some clothes from the big bag that Xiao Jun was carrying as soon as he packed the dishes.

"Sister, these are the clothes we produced recently, how about the shape of the pattern?"

Ling Yue looked at the silk blouse in his hand, and his eyes lit up: "Mid-Autumn Festival, this dress looks pretty good, did you make it?"

"It's like this. Brother Ji and I went to Hong Kong together and learned it from a teacher."

Steal a teacher?

Ling Yue understood immediately.

"Are the clothes in Hong Kong City so fashionable now?"

Ling Yue touched the clothes and found that no matter the fabric, the shoulder pads, the color or the shape, they were much better than the ones she bought in Zhushi last year.

"Hong Kong is an international metropolis. What kind of clothes are popular there, we only make clothes in the mainland."

"Have you started making this kind of clothes now?"

A look of embarrassment flashed across Xiao Jun's face: "I'm ashamed to say that my garment factory has closed down due to our poor management."

shut down?
Ling Yue looked at him in surprise, then at Ji Zhongqiu, seeing Ji Zhongqiu nodded slightly at her, she was even more puzzled.

"When we came to your factory last year, didn't you do a good job, and you also went to Qingpu City to run business, how can you say that it went bankrupt when it closed down?"

"It's hard to say." When Xiao Jun mentioned this matter, his face was full of depression, "Boss Ling, I depend on Brother Ji to have a living now, so you can't drive me away."

Seeing Ling Yue's puzzled eyes, Ji Zhongqiu quickly explained: "Sister, he has encountered a scam. If I hadn't discovered the clue, he might not be able to pay the liquidated damages even if he sold himself."

Ling Yue was even more puzzled.

Xiao Jun has been in Shenzhen City for so many years, he can be said to be an old man, how could he still be deceived?
"It's like this. Didn't he run business with us last year? At that time, he had actually taken several big orders. But he said beforehand that he had to see the goods before sending money to him."

"Plus they also want a lot, there are more than 500 pieces in total, right Xiao Xiao?"

Xiao Jun nodded: "They asked for three models, each with more than 100 pieces, a total of [-] pieces."

Fifteen hundred pieces?

Ling Yue frowned: "Xiao Xiao, I'm not belittling you. There are only a dozen sewing machines in your factory. How long will it take to make these [-] pieces of clothes?"

Xiao Jun said: "I've done the math. Our factory can make at least [-] pieces of clothes a day. The workers work overtime to make these [-] pieces of clothes, and they can make them in a month at the latest."

Ling Yue looked at him speechlessly.

What did he think?

Even if their factory uses an assembly line to make [-] pieces of clothes a day, but the equipment in their factory is not complete, how dare he agree?
"It's also my fault for being too eager for quick success. When we finished the first finished product, I calculated it and found that the finished product was a little high, but I could still earn three and a half yuan for a piece of clothing."