Dress up as an eighty-year-old girl, earn money and learn to do everything

After washing up, Xiang Wan went back to the room, lying on the bed thinking about the past, reminiscing about the sudden collision with Qi Jin's eyes in his mind, he couldn't help being shocked.

While her heart was fluctuating, Xiang Wan thought to herself, this man, she is going to get married.

Unlike this soft and graceful face, Xiang Wan is very strong in his bones, and even if he can't match what he likes now, he must try his best to get it bit by bit.

The current physical age is only 17 years old, and Qi Jin is only two years older than himself, and he is still in a good youth, it is still too early to be in a hurry.

The next day when Xiang Wan woke up, he felt dizzy and dizzy. He thought he had a cold from the rain and wind yesterday.

As soon as he locked the door and turned around, he heard a loud whistle, and Xiang Wan followed the sound.

Peng Qingliang leaned against the car body like a coquettish bag, raised his hand and waved vigorously at Wan.

Xiang Wan walked up to him: "Why are you here?"

"Isn't your bicycle in the factory? Anyway, you have to go to the factory, and then you go together," Peng Qingliang opened the passenger door to Xiang Wan, and Peng Qingliang got in the car, started the car and left, and asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

Xiang Guan nodded after eating milk and bread in the morning: "You didn't eat what came out of it?"

"I ate too. Uncle Xiang is not at home, I'm afraid you will be hungry without breakfast."

After the two arrived at the factory, Peng Qingliang went straight to the workshop to find Xiao Wang, while Xiang Wan returned to the office, picked up the documents Qi Wei put on his desk and slowly looked through them.

Today's garment factory is extremely lively. When I came here in the morning, I heard Qi Wei say that the garment factory won the import and export trade. Although most people didn't know the details, when they heard Qi Wei said that the factory would reward everyone with a water bottle, it was a big surprise. I went out early in the morning to find the manufacturer to buy a hot water bottle, and the employees suddenly exploded, and everyone's faces couldn't hide the joy on their faces.

As soon as Peng Qingliang entered the workshop, he was warmly welcomed by everyone.

The workshop performed very well yesterday, and Peng Qingliang smiled at them. Seeing everyone wearing uniform work clothes, he felt even better.

Xiao Li is currently supervising everyone's work in the workshop. When he saw Peng Qingliang approaching, he trotted up to him, grinned and said angrily, "Director Peng."

Peng Qingliang waved his hand: "I'll come over to see the progress, is Xiao Wang here?"

"Here he is, watching over there in the warehouse, do you want me to call him over?"

Peng Qingliang shook his head, and turned his forward pace: "I'll go over and have a look. You should keep an eye on the workshop. Every machine must be inspected before it goes online."

"Director Peng, don't worry, I'm watching."

Here, Xiang Wan selects the styles for the bosses who placed orders in the office. Fortunately, Xiao Li edited the serial number on each style, and Xiang Wan only needs to write down the selected numbers on the order.

Peng Qingliang returned to the office, walked directly into Xiang Wan's room, walked to the desk in a few steps and said, "The matter of import and export should be handed over in the next two days, and you should handle it then."

Xiang Wan thought for a while and shook his head: "It's up to you to follow up. I'll just watch the factory. I don't like dealing with people very much. You should be better at it."

"Okay, then I'll go."

Seeing that Peng Qingliang was about to leave, Xiang Wan called him to stop, took out a notebook from the drawer and put it on the table, and raised his chin to Wan under his puzzled eyes: "Let's have a look."

"What is this?" Peng Qingliang's eyes froze for a moment when he flipped through the pages, and after a while he asked in surprise, "Is this a new style of your painting? Is it too bold?"

There are five styles drawn in the notebook, each of which either has a low neckline or a too short skirt. The other styles are different and look very fashionable, but these styles broke Peng Qingliang's contrast with Xiang Wan. Fixed impression.

"This is the style I plan to use for import and export. It will not be sold domestically. I heard that foreigners dress boldly and have open folk styles. They should be satisfied with these styles. As for the men's style, I am still thinking about it. You can come to me when the time comes." Show them, presumably those of them who often deal with foreigners should understand."

This is true, Peng Qingliang took the notebook away: "Okay, then you think about it slowly, and I will show these to them first when the time comes."

Men’s clothing hasn’t improved much in the past few decades, but if you want to export it, you can get some different T-shirts earlier. Xiang Wan will draw the ideas in his mind, and then see if there is any need to modify.

Xiang Wan ate lunch in the cafeteria, thinking about what he told Peng Qingliang yesterday, Xiang Wan went home by bicycle in the afternoon.

In the past few days, the garment factory has nothing else to do except busy orders from various places, and the import and export don't know when someone will come to take over.

After returning home, Xiang Wan exchanged [-] catties of pork on the platform, and then exchanged [-] catties of rice, and put the things in the corner of the yard. Xiang Wan wrote homework at home all afternoon, and went to Peng Qingliang's house after dinner .

When Xiang Wan arrived, Peng Qingliang hadn't come back yet, and only Uncle Chen was in the yard.

"Xiao Wan is here, they have all gone out and haven't come back yet," Uncle Chen said with a smile when he turned around when he heard the movement and saw Xiang Wan coming.

"Uncle Chen, do you have time now? Go to my house and bring some things to the factory."

Uncle Chen and Yin Zhengjiang were truck drivers hired by the garment factory. When Peng Qingliang was free, he arranged for them to be responsible for pulling the goods from the garment factory, and their wages were doubled.

Uncle Chen didn't ask any more questions after hearing this, and nodded with a smile on his face: "Okay, I'll wash my face and set off."

When Uncle Chen came out, the two got into the van and went to Xiang Guan's house, put all the things piled up in the yard on the van, and then drove to the garment factory.

"Hey, isn't that Boss Peng's car? It's just here." Uncle Chen honked the horn when he saw the car coming in front of him.

The two cars rubbed shoulders and stopped, Peng Qingliang got out of the car and walked to the window, seeing the co-pilot Xiang Wan with eyes full of surprise: "Why are you going?"

"Xiaowan asked me to take some things to the factory."

Xiang Wan nodded at the side: "I sent some pork and rice over, but Uncle Chen is the only one at your house, so I'll trouble him to drag him over."

Peng Qingliang was slightly surprised: "It's here so soon? Then I'll go back with you, and I'll take you home later."

Xiang Wan nodded in agreement, Uncle Chen started the car and drove forward, with Peng Qingliang's car following behind.

After arriving, Qi Wei just walked to the gate of the garment factory. He didn't think too much when he saw the truck, but he saw Peng Qingliang's car going back and forth, so he simply stood there and greeted him.

Peng Qingliang rolled down the car window and yelled at Qi Wei: "Director Qi, don't leave in a hurry, I have something to tell you."

"it is good."

The two parked the car in the open space, and Peng Qingliang waved to the workers who were watching the excitement, and arranged for them to move the things from the truck.