"Don't worry, Manager Gao, even if it's stored for a year, it won't affect the taste or texture."

Hearing Village Chief Huang's confidence, Manager Gao was still a little skeptical: "Really? Can it last that long? Won't it spoil?"

Village Chief Huang nodded: "It's true, we've all tried it. The taste and texture of the pickled vegetables from a year ago are indistinguishable from the newly pickled vegetables."

"That's good. Orders will only increase in the future, so it's definitely the right thing for you to stock up on more goods."

Manager Gao confirmed that the quality of the pickled vegetables would not change even after being stored for a long time, so there was nothing to worry about.

He even wanted Huangjia Village to pickle more vegetables for storage, because he had high hopes for the Canton Fair in a few months.

If orders surge but Huangjia Village can't supply the goods and they miss out on the orders, then they'll be devastated.

After getting off the bus, Huang Qinqin had been thinking about which product to choose as the new packaging for the pickled vegetables.

She thought of several candidates in her mind, but in the end, she silently rejected them all.

Huang Qinqin initially wanted her grandmother to serve, because she was the creator of the recipe for this pickled vegetable.

However, Huang Qinqin later felt that printing Grandma Huang's photo on the pickled vegetable packaging was a bit too high-profile for her.

Huang Qinqin was afraid that it would affect Grandma Huang's normal life, and she also felt that choosing Grandma Huang might not be very attractive.

So they quietly gave up on the first candidate.

The subsequent candidates were also abandoned by Huang Qinqin for various reasons.

Now that everyone is here, Huang Qinqin wants to get everyone involved in thinking about it, since many hands make light work.

It's better for everyone to think together than for her to struggle with it alone.

Huang Qinqin was getting tired of standing, and seeing that they all seemed to have nothing more to say, she realized that the situation was about to become awkward.

She spoke up decisively: "Manager, brigade secretary, village head, I have something I'd like to discuss with you. Shall we find a place to sit down and talk?"

"Okay, business comes first."

"Alright, alright, let's go inside and sit down to chat."

"Yes, yes, let's go."

It has to be said that Huang Qinqin's words directly saved their awkward situation.

Manager Gao and Village Chief Huang weren't very familiar with each other, so after the initial pleasantries, the atmosphere cooled down.

As a family member, Xu Junhui naturally helped Huang Qinqin into the house.

After sitting down, Huang Qinqin first laid the groundwork: "Secretary, Village Chief, as you know, our biggest client right now is Mr. George from the United States."

Village Chief Huang and the brigade secretary nodded in agreement upon hearing her words.

They do know this, because they only have two regular orders right now.

One is a department store, and the other is George.

Moreover, George's orders are even larger than those of the department store, now reaching 5,000 bottles per month.

Seeing that they nodded, Huang Qinqin continued, "Recently, Mr. George made a request, which is that we hope to change the packaging of the pickled vegetables."

"He hopes the new packaging for the pickled vegetables will be distinctive, ideally memorable and eye-catching."

"Because we definitely need to meet Mr. George's requirements, we now need to think about how to change the packaging."

Oh...

Village Chief Huang and the brigade secretary looked at each other, they didn't understand these things.

"Well, Qin girl, you know we don't understand these things..."

Village Chief Huang said somewhat embarrassedly, "You know, we've been asking you to help with the packaging all this time."

"We don't know what kind of packaging to use either. Why don't you try your best to think of something, Qin'er?"

The brigade secretary simply stopped expressing his opinion, because he shared the same thoughts as Village Chief Huang.

Huang Qinqin knew, of course, that they wouldn't; it wasn't like she had just met them.

"Manager Gao and I had already thought of it; we plan to print portraits on the packaging."

"We plan to find someone with a good image, preferably someone whose photo would make most people stop and look at them."

"Secretary, village chief, do you have any candidates to recommend?"

"It just so happens that Manager Gao is here too. If you have someone, just recommend them. The manager can decide on the spot whether this person is suitable or not."

Regarding Huang Qinqin's issue, Village Chief Huang and the brigade secretary have a few points to make, namely...

They felt that this was no better than designing packaging.

Leaving aside whether there are any people with good appearances in Huangjia Village, let's just talk about the requirements Huang Qinqin just mentioned.

Having a good image isn't enough; you also need to be able to attract most people's attention and make them linger.

Where can they find a compromiser?

After listening, a thought suddenly flashed through Village Chief Huang's mind, and he tentatively said, "How about we print the 'Great Unity' logo on it?"

"I think everyone who sees the photo of the great unity will definitely be attracted."

Pfft

Huang Qinqin and Xu Junhui couldn't help but laugh out loud at the same time. As soon as Village Chief Huang made this suggestion, they remembered what Xu Weiguo had said that day.

I don't know if it's because older people tend to have similar thoughts, but they all seem to be thinking about national unity.

After laughing, Huang Qinqin suppressed a laugh and said, "This probably won't work."

"One is a picture of great unity, which I doubt we can just print casually like that."

"Another reason is that we might stop to look at pictures of great unity, but foreigners wouldn't."

"What we need most right now is to satisfy Mr. George, so this is definitely not acceptable."

Village Chief Huang scratched his head sheepishly and chuckled awkwardly, "Hahaha, I was just joking, hahaha."

Then the group fell into another stalemate, because no one spoke after that.

Huang Qinqin felt somewhat disappointed. She had originally thought that if several people thought about it together, they would have some useful suggestions.

Surprisingly, not a single helpful suggestion came up.

At that moment, Manager Gao saw Dun Dun peeking around at the door, and he suddenly had an idea.

"Qinqin, I have an idea. How about we find a child to film it?"

"What do you think of that chubby little boy by the door? Is he your nephew?"

Actually, Dun Dun isn't considered fat anymore. His face is still a bit chubby, but because he's grown taller, his figure is now quite standard.

However, Manager Gao still remembered the nickname Dun Dun had used for him last time, so he couldn't help but retaliate verbally.

Upon hearing his words, Huang Qinqin also turned her head and looked towards the door.