Chapter 114

At the back of the old street, there are many small garment factories hidden in the crooked corners.

It is the Spring Festival holiday now, but the business boss, in order to make more money, gave the workers an ultimatum.

"Although it is the Chinese New Year, if you go back, you don't have to come after the Chinese New Year."

The boss, with a beer belly, said generously: "If you are willing to work overtime during the Spring Festival, I will also give you a benefit. I will allow each of you to go to the telecommunications bureau to make a three-minute phone call. Isn't that great?"

Some female workers expressed dissatisfaction and were fired immediately, so those who stayed were all "voluntary".

Zhu Jun walked along the street and found several garment factories that were still in operation.

Which one should I go to? Zhu Jun observed for a while and finally chose the one with the largest storefront.

Before approaching the garment factory, she mentally prepared herself for a long time at the door before she mustered up the courage to go in.

Because she was young, when she walked in, the female workers outside just glanced at her and then lowered their heads to do their own work.

She was wondering how to start the conversation when the boss inside shouted, "We are not hiring any more people now."

"I'm not here to look for a job," Zhu Jun said, his voice trembling, "I...I want to order custom clothes."

"Oh, what kind of clothes do you want to order? Little sister, we don't do custom-made clothes here. How many pieces do you want?" The young boss came over lazily and asked while picking her ears.

Zhu Jun took out a red shirt from his bag: "I, I want three...two hundred pieces."

Two hundred pieces? That's a steal. The young boss was not enthusiastic at all and waved his hand: "The order is too small, I won't accept it."

Then he lifted his legs and walked away.

Zhujun was left standing there alone, at a loss as to what to do, and could only hold on to the red shirt tightly.

This person...why is he like this?

She clutched her red shirt, tears welling up in her eyes, but she felt that she shouldn't cry easily in public, so she tried her best to hold them back.

Zhu Jun found a stone, sat down on it, wiped her tears, and thought for a while.

Or, just go back?

She hesitated again, but if it were her sister Chen Lanjun, she would definitely not back down so easily.

In her heart, she silently chanted her sister's name, thinking "I am Chen Lanjun's sister" to cheer herself up. Zhu Jun calmed down and continued to ask with the red shirt.

This time she changed her target and chose to ask those small, inconspicuous manufacturers, and finally reached an agreement with a small garment factory.

It is called a garment factory, but in fact it is just one room with a lot of sewing machines and piles of fabrics.

The boss’s surname is Mao, and everyone calls her Sister Maomao.

When Zhujun came to ask, Sister Maomao immediately put down her work and came over to pour her a glass of water: "Do you want to make this red shirt? You can tell me any requirements."

When the other party's attitude softened, Zhu Jun slowly stated his requirements and price one by one.

Maomao was a local girl from the countryside. She originally worked in a garment factory owned by a Hong Konger. However, the factory required her to work overtime every day, from early morning to nine at night. She was so angry that she argued with the boss, but the boss said, "This is not a place for you to be a grandmother," and immediately announced that she was fired.

"I was so angry," said Maomao. "Well, they really fired people when they said they would, and no one could do anything about it. So I joined forces with a few co-workers who were also dissatisfied with them, and together we pooled money to buy this small shop."

The more Zhu Jun listened, the more familiar it sounded. When he asked, he found out that it was indeed the garment factory with the bad attitude at the beginning.

The two of them now felt a sense of mutual admiration, talked to each other, and finally came up with a draft agreement.

After returning home, Zhujun immediately went into the bedroom and reported what happened today to her sister Chen Lanjun.

Chen Lanjun listened very carefully, without revealing a word - in fact, she and Fengjun had been following her from a distance. After all, she was a little girl, and she had just arrived. If she was bullied, the two sisters would immediately jump out to support her.

In fact, when Zhujun walked out of the first factory opened by a Hong Konger, they thought for a moment that the little girl would go back crying.

Feng Jun even took out the handkerchief from his pocket and prepared to step forward, but was stopped by Chen Lanjun: "Take another look."

After crying for a while, the little sister clenched her fists and muttered something to cheer herself up, and then went to find the manufacturer again.

Now that Guangmian and Zhengda had met, Chen Lanjun praised him again.

"You are amazing and brave. You have the courage to ask another company after being rejected. This is a great quality..."

Since it doesn't cost any money to give compliments, of course I should say more to give my younger sister confidence.

Zhujun was so delighted by the praise that she even felt confident that she was a "genius business girl". She happily went to find the tailor, Granny Cai, to report the good news to her and ask her to supervise the quality of the final clothes.

Feng Jun pushed the door open and came in, holding a plate of apples, and said with a smile: "You really value this small business."

"Although there are only about a hundred pieces of clothing now, this business will not be small."

"Oh, you are interested in the clothing industry."

“Somewhat.”

Chen Lanjun reached out and took a piece of apple, eating as she spoke.

Although buying and selling clothes in these days seems old-fashioned, the clothing industry is really making money in these years.

When society changes, clothing, as the most obvious and visible symbol, is almost always the one that changes the most.

The first group of people who got rich couldn't wait to take off their unremarkable blue and black cloth clothes and began to pursue colorful and modern clothes. When the average monthly salary was 200 to 300 yuan, a piece of clothing dared to be priced at 300 to 400 yuan, and buyers were still flocking to it.

In fact, Chen Lanjun had long wanted to get a piece of the pie in the garment industry, but other businesses required a lot of energy, and she also had to balance her studies, so she really had no time to develop a new business.

This time, her younger sister Zhujun accidentally wanted to do business in this line, so she was naturally happy to see it succeed.

Taking advantage of this experience, I discovered some talents and established this product line. Even if my younger sister has to go to school, the clothing business can still be carried out normally. In the future, if my younger sister is interested, she can also take care of this clothing business. If she is not interested, I will not force her.

With this in mind, Chen Lanjun explained to Fengjun: "I want to take this opportunity to develop the clothing business, and I would like to ask you to pay more attention to it."

Feng Jun nodded: "I understand what you said. Don't worry, I will take good care of it and see if I can find a reliable person to take care of it."

Chen Lanjun had just heard her younger sister talking about her new job "Sister Maomao". She had some initial liking for this person, but she was not sure whether she was consistent in her words and deeds.

After thinking for a while, she said to Feng Jun, "How about you go meet the person in charge of that small garment factory tomorrow, the one called Sister Maomao?"

"Okay." Feng Jun agreed readily.

Chen Lanjun hesitated for a moment, then pretended to be nonchalant and said, "I just have a few days off, so I want to go to Hong Kong to check out the business there. The weather tomorrow seems to be good, so I plan to go through the border in the name of the company tomorrow to take a look."

Logically, the business does need to be checked, and Feng Jun has no objection, but -

She glanced at Chen Lanjun, who had a calm face, and felt a little worried.

Finally, I asked, "Are you really just going to inspect the business?"