Actually, when it comes to understanding domestic fabric factories...

Wang Xirou didn't know much; she only knew how to design.

Qin Jingru, however, is different; once she understands one principle, all principles become clear.

Having worked at Dayun for so many years, Qin Jingru naturally has her own insights into the operation of the factory.

“This won’t work,” Qin Jingru said seriously. “A design drawing alone won’t pass. Unless…”

"Unless what?" Wang Xirou asked hurriedly.

“Unless we have a complete plan.” Qin Jingru counted on her fingers: “It’s not just about opening a factory; after opening the factory, we also need to figure out how to sell it. Let’s solve the factory opening problem first. Let’s just go and get a piece of land.”

Wang Xirou: ……

No, how come we're almost at the land acquisition stage?

"Mom, we don't have any money."

"Who said that? I have it!" Qin Jingru raised her chin, her face full of pride: "Lou Xiao'e helped me earn it. I've invested quite a bit in Hong Kong. Acquiring a piece of land is no problem for me."

"But Mom, where can we find land in Beijing now?"

"Of course there are! Let's go ask the professionals! Come on, let's go..."

Wang Xirou always felt that her mother wasn't very reliable.

But when she saw the smiling Dongfang Fuxing, she couldn't help but marvel once again at how incredibly powerful her mother's connections were.

Over the years, Dongfang Fuxing hasn't risen in rank, but in reality, his power has been constantly expanding. Mainly in Beijing, forget about political achievements; as long as you don't make mistakes, the city will naturally rise on its own. After all, the people living here are no ordinary individuals. They themselves become part of driving the city's economy.

If it were an ordinary person, they would never see such a busy person.

But Qin Jingru is different.

Others may not know, but how could he, the founder of Oriental Revival, not know?

Besides the "Dayun" car factory.

The adjacent development, slated to be Asia's largest residential complex, was also spearheaded by Wang Shouren. The key point is that despite its outrageous prices, people actually bought units—around 2000 yuan per square meter. Quite a few people did. This really pained him, considering that Oriental Revival hadn't charged much for that land back then. Fortunately, Wang Shouren later symbolically donated a portion of the proceeds.

He wasn't so heartbroken about the revival of the East.

Now that Qin Jingru has come to see him, he's become quite curious.

What is this woman doing here?

Generally speaking, if Wang Shouren was doing his own thing, he wouldn't entrust Qin Jingru with it; he always kept things separate.

"Sister-in-law, what brings you here today?" Dongfang Fuxing asked cheerfully, calling her "sister-in-law" willingly.

"Well, Comrade Dongfang, I need a piece of land." Qin Jingru sat down casually and brewed herself some tea. Over the years, Qin Jingru hadn't just associated with those old-fashioned remnants; she often joined in with figures like Comrade Dongfang Fuxing's wife. If Wang Shouren followed the proper business route, then Qin Jingru took the family route.

Many people's wives, such as Xu Yuanchao's wife, Dongfang Fuxing's wife, and so on, are very familiar with Qin Jingru.

Simply put, this woman possesses a certain naiveté, making her easy to manipulate without much effort. Moreover, she doesn't need anyone's help; her husband is powerful enough. Most importantly, unlike others, she doesn't try to influence the person through their family. Generally, she seeks help directly from the person, just like in this situation.

Eastern Revival: ...

How come you treat a piece of land like it's nothing, making it sound like a game?

"Sister-in-law, what do you plan to do with this land?"

"Oh, this." Qin Jingru pulled Wang Xirou out: "My daughter, she's back from studying in France and wants to open her own clothing factory. She doesn't have a place. Let's make this clear first, I'm not taking over the mess you've left behind."

Dongfang Fuxing opened his mouth.

Well, I swallowed it back.

He then sighed and said, "Okay, sister-in-law, but let me make this clear first: the location won't be great. And the price won't be cheap."

"Okay, name your price, and I'll transfer the money directly to your account later."

Wang Xirou just watched the two of them, exchanging absurd remarks.

After the conversation ended and Qin Jingru led her out the door, she realized something was wrong: "Wait a minute, Mom, if, I mean if, my plan doesn't go through, then you'll be at a loss."

Qin Jingru rolled her eyes: "You don't know anything. I'm just looking for an excuse to buy a piece of land. You can open a factory if you want, or it doesn't matter if you don't. Anyway, the land is there, it won't lose money. If you really can't get approval, I can go do something else."

I don't know about anything else, but Qin Jingru learned a lot about investment from Lou Xiao'e.

You see, this woman studied finance in college, and she has an exceptional interest in investing. She knows that China is currently experiencing rapid development, and if you have the ability to acquire a piece of land, you can't lose money no matter what. Even if the land is in a remote location, it doesn't matter. After all, it's in the heart of Beijing.

The location given by Oriental Revival is also quite interesting.

It's located in a remote rural area, clearly indicating that they want Qin Jingru to help boost the economy.

It wasn't that he thought highly of Qin Jingru, but rather that he believed Wang Shouren had the ability.

Wang Xirou was completely numb.

She felt like she was just a tool.

I proposed my own business plan, and my mom wanted to try it out.

My own business plan was put into action, and my mother invested in it first.

Who the hell can I complain to?

Is there no justice left?

"What kind of fabric do you want? Dacron? Or linen or cotton?" Qin Jingru asked.

Generally speaking, fabrics can be divided into two types: natural fibers, such as cotton, wool, silk, and linen. China has a relatively large cotton population, so most fabrics are made from cotton.

The once-popular "Dacron" fabric was another type—a chemical fiber.

Compared to natural cotton and wool, synthetic fibers have their advantages. However, these advantages aren't the most important; freshness is. Compared to cotton clothes and sweaters that people have worn for so long, "Dacron," a fabric with a distinct feel, excellent elasticity, high strength, and easy care, quickly captured the market.

"Of course, chemical fibers are more suitable."

"Alright then, you don't need to worry about production, I'll handle that. You figure out how to sell it." Qin Jingru nodded, then prepared to make her escape.

"No!" Wang Xirou grabbed her mother and asked incredulously, "Mom, you just ran away like that?!"