"Mianmian, how come you know so much? Running a factory is a lot of work, and you actually managed to do it all."

Feng Feng, who was her driver, said, "Yes, I followed Mian Mian all the way here. I am confused by all the steps. If I were to do it, I would be completely lost."

Feng Mian smiled faintly and said nothing, thinking: I am just my old trick.

Her family started out in this business, and they made a lot of money when her grandfather was in power. But then the Internet emerged, prices became transparent, clothes on Taobao were shockingly cheap, and offline clothing retail lost its advantage. Their industry was hit hard, and their funds were severely reduced.

Fortunately, there are other businesses that have not closed down.

That fabric factory was where their family started their business, and even though it made losses every year, the family was reluctant to sell it.

When Feng Mian's father passed away, she had to close the business reluctantly in order to save her other businesses.

Now she has started a fabric factory, partly to make money, and partly as a spiritual comfort.

Gu Yuelin has not been idle in the past few months.

Their team of more than a dozen people is researching Chinese character keyboard input method. With Feng Mian's advice, they have already come up with a complete concept and are now writing code to make it a reality.

Gu Yuelin said to her: "We will definitely be able to make it a reality before graduation."

I can’t remember the exact year Fengmian came out, probably in the early 1980s.

"What are your plans after you finish it?"

Gu Yuelin smiled and said, "What does it have to do with my plan? We have a mentor."

Oh, the first share of the labor is the tutor's, there's nothing I can do about it.

"Your participation in this program will make your resume look great when you graduate."

"Whatever. We all want to join the Ministry of National Defense anyway."

"If you work in the Ministry of National Defense, you may only make a limited amount of money. If you start out on your own, you may be able to make more money in the future."

Gu Yuelin wrapped the quilt tighter, rubbed her head and said, "A person's value is not determined by how much money he makes. You make money to support me, and I will always protect you."

Feng Mian was amused by his words, "Okay, then we have a deal."

"Yeah, it's settled."

“Make a pinky promise.”

"We still have to make a pinky promise?"

"Of course. Do you want to pull it?" Feng Mian hooked his nose with her finger.

Gu Yuelin pushed her hand back into the quilt.

"La, whatever you say is fine."

The New Year has passed, and Fengmian calculated everyone’s salary and year-end bonus, and then everyone went home to celebrate the New Year.

Several ordinary clerks in the store can earn 70 or 80 yuan in the off-season and more than 100 yuan in the peak season. During the Chinese New Year, Fengmian gave them 100 yuan as a year-end bonus, and the girls were very happy.

The main store here is almost supported by Sister Lan alone. Her salary is higher than others, more than 100 yuan in the off-season and more than 100 yuan in the peak season. During the Chinese New Year, Fengmian gave her 200 yuan.

When Lu Lan saw so much money, she was so excited that she couldn't control herself.

"I made 1,000 yuan this year. I've always dreamed that I could earn so much. Oh, how can I spend this money?"

Feng Mian smiled and said, "Sister Lan, you are still worried about having money but not knowing where to spend it. You should save it well. You will need money to build a house and Rongrong go to school in the future."

"Yes, yes, Fengfeng, let's go deposit the money later."

"Hey, I'll do whatever you say."

Feng Mian gave Feng Xiaojing another salary, but he didn't give her more year-end bonus just because she was a relative. He only gave her one hundred.

After all, she only works on weekends and cannot be compared with Sister Lan.