As a businessman, who doesn’t want to make money?

Yang Liu could understand his approach, but his behavior was a bit unkind.

But now he had to bow his head under the eaves, so he just said: "Manager Wang, I didn't come here empty-handed this time. I brought a few clothing design drafts that I am more optimistic about."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Fanhua immediately took the initiative and rushed to say, "Sister-in-law, it's okay if you can't get this batch of goods, but how can you take out your own clothing design draft? It took you a lot of effort."

As he was about to pull Yang Liu out, he added, "We don't want this thing anymore. At worst, we can look somewhere else."

After hearing what they said, Manager Wang became more interested in the clothing design drafts in their hands. He hurriedly stopped them and said in a flattering manner, "Brother, don't be anxious. Let's talk it over. We can discuss the price. Don't be impulsive."

Manager Wang has taken over this garment factory for several years. Although he doesn't make a lot of money, he feels it's a pity to close it down. He spent a lot of money on equipment to set up the factory in the first place.

It’s just that the designers in the factory have been drawing the same old things over the years without any new ideas, so the business is kind of lukewarm.

Now after hearing what they said, he just felt that if the clothing design drafts they had were innovative, they might be able to provide a boost to the clothing factory.

Yang Liu winked at Ye Fanhua.

He also knew that it was enough to put on a show like this, and he couldn't be too pretentious, otherwise if the other party gave up, all their efforts would be in vain.

Seeing them sit down, Manager Wang refilled their tea and asked with a flattering face, "I don't know if it would be convenient for you to show me the clothing design draft you have."

Ye Fanhua turned around and turned his head away angrily. Manager Wang had no choice but to look at Yang Liu with a flattering expression.

Seeing that the play was almost done, she took out five design drafts from her bag and handed them over.

Although Manager Wang is not a professional, he has been in the clothing business for so many years and can still tell the good from the bad.

He was stunned by the first picture he saw, and each subsequent one he looked at was more and more stunning. In the end, he couldn't let it go and asked hurriedly, "Which designer drew this draft?"

Ye Fanhua turned around again and said, "My sister-in-law drew this. This time we are here to find someone who knows the goods. Once this kind of clothing is designed, it will definitely sell out."

When Manager Wang heard this, he immediately became anxious. "Brother, we are old acquaintances. So I want your manuscript. You can name your price."

This is a person who will not do anything without profit. It is rare that he is so generous this time. He must have determined that he can make money from this article, otherwise he would not be so generous.

Yang Liu asked, "What about the batch of down jackets we ordered earlier?"

"The price remains the same, and you can get as much as you want."

After the deal was finally made, these clothing design drafts were sold to Manager Wang for 500 yuan each, and she was also asked to promise not to sell them to a second manufacturer.

When he came out, Ye Fanhua was grinning from ear to ear.

He almost couldn't hold it in just now, but now that he was out, he could finally laugh out loud.

"Sister-in-law, if we sell those manuscripts like that, won't we lose money?"

"It's definitely a loss, but there's nothing we can do. We don't have the financial resources right now. Even if we have the manuscript, we can't mass-produce it. Why not take this opportunity to win him over and have him deliver goods to us steadily? Then, when we have the financial strength, we can open a production line of our own and not have to rely on others."

After hearing her blueprint, Ye Fanhua's confidence suddenly increased and he nodded: "Don't worry, we will be able to open it sooner or later. When the time comes, we can design whatever clothes we want to sell ourselves and don't have to rely on others."

The two returned to the guesthouse, had dinner, and had a good rest.

The next day, they went to the factory and confirmed the goods and quantity, as well as future cooperation matters with Manager Wang. They also went to a nearby toy factory to have a look. Yang Liu and his two brothers bought a small car and a small tank.

But the money was given by Ye Fanhua. He said he bought it for his nephew. Yang Liu didn't say anything polite to him. He treated him to a meal and then took the bus back.

It was already evening when she got home, so she took the bus directly back.

Chu Yue had just coaxed the two brothers to sleep when he heard a knock on the door. Guessing that it was her who had returned, he hurried to open the door.

"Are you back? Have you eaten?"

Yang Liu handed him the bag, then sat down on the chair. Too tired to talk, she shook her head and said, "No, I wanted you to eat the noodles you cooked."

Chu Yue squatted down to change her shoes and poured her a glass of water.

"Then sit down and rest for a while, I'll do it for you right away."

In the room, perhaps hearing the noise outside, Wood and Stone both got up from their beds. Upon hearing their mother's voice, they rushed out of the house, "Mom, you're back! We missed you so much."

Yang Liu put down the cup, hugged her two sons, kissed each of their little faces, and smiled, "Mom misses you too."

"Look, these are the toy cars I bought for you. One is a car and the other is a tank."

"It's just my uncle who paid for it. When you see him, remember to say thank you."

"I know, Mom."

At this moment, their attention is completely attracted by the toys. If they didn't have classes tomorrow, they would probably be so excited that they wouldn't sleep all night.

Shitou even wanted to take his toys to bed at night, but in the end, it was Yangliu who coaxed him into going to sleep.

After eating the noodles and taking a shower, she went to bed early.

I still have to go to the store to work tomorrow.

She got up in the morning, had breakfast, sent her children to school, and then went to the store.

Yang Nan has been focusing on the house renovation these days, so he left earlier in the morning.

Seeing Yang Liu coming so early, she also said: "You are back, why don't you take a good rest? I am here in the store and I can handle it for the time being."

"Big sister, winter is coming soon. Our success or failure depends on this. How can I sleep well?"

There are still some summer and autumn clothes in the store, and they have to take advantage of this meal time to get rid of them quickly. One reason is to make room, and the other is that these clothes will be out of style if they are kept until next year, and they will be difficult to sell.

Yang Nan went to the warehouse at the back and took a look. "There aren't many left, but it's not worth selling them at such a low price."

The material of these clothes is pretty good and the quality is acceptable.

"How about this, we take these clothes and put them in the counters in the mall, and we'll give them a two-dollar profit for each piece we sell."

Because the mall has a large flow of people and these clothes are cheap, the aunties who usually go shopping love to take advantage of the bargains and they will definitely rush to grab them when they see cheap goods.