The next morning, Huo Junshan took Yun Ningyan to the city.

They left early in the morning, before everyone else was awake, and drove to the city.

"Are you hungry? Wait for me, I'll go buy some steamed buns."

"We'll eat when we get to the factory; they probably won't be here that early."

Yun Ningyan was drowsy in the car, mainly because they had gotten up before five in the morning.

She hadn't eaten breakfast either, and her stomach started growling with hunger on the way.

Huo Junshan thoughtfully bought more than a dozen meat buns, thinking that Yang Dasheng hadn't eaten either.

I brought them with me.

Hao specially brought a lunchbox for Yun Ningyan, which contained millet porridge.

"Here, have two steamed buns first. The millet porridge is still a bit hot. You can eat it when we get to the factory."

Yun Ningyan nodded, took a bite of the bun. It had a thin skin and a generous filling, and was tender and juicy with every bite.

It's delicious.

"Huo Junshan, these steamed buns are really delicious. I think they're even better than the ones from the commune."

Huo Junshan smiled and freed one hand to pat her head.

"If it's delicious, eat more."

His gaze involuntarily fell on Yun Ningyan's pink lips.

He hadn't properly tasted these lips in a long time.

Now that they have these two children, they rarely communicate emotionally with each other anymore.

Ever since Yanyan gave birth, he has been worried that her body has not yet fully recovered.

I had no choice but to bear it.

I feel incredibly thirsty now.

If he weren't still driving, he definitely would have kissed her!

Yun Ningyan looked at his wolf-like eyes staring at her.

She suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.

My mouth is so clumsy that I can't even eat properly anymore.

"What are you doing?"

Huo Junshan chuckled: "Nothing, just wanted to kiss you."

Yun Ningyan blushed deeply.

She rolled her eyes at Huo Junshan: "Drive carefully and don't think about anything else."

Huo Junshan: "I was just driving!"

Yun Ningyan stopped talking and focused on eating the steamed bun in her hand.

By the time they were almost near the factory, she had finished eating.

Huo Junshan found a secluded spot and stored the car away.

Holding Yun Ningyan's hand, he said, "Let's go in. Yang Dasheng should be up by now."

Yang Dasheng saw the two men as soon as they entered the factory.

"Oh, Brother Huo, Sister-in-law, you're finally here! I was so worried, I was afraid you wouldn't come today."

"We've been waiting for you!"

He said he wanted to go up and hug Huo Junshan, but Huo Junshan dodged him.

Huo Junshan looked at his messy hair with disdain and said, "How long has it been since you took a shower?"

Yang Dasheng touched the top of his head: "I worked too late yesterday, so I didn't wash up or change my clothes."

Huo Junshan nodded: "Come and have breakfast, we brought steamed buns."

Yang Dasheng has basically not eaten breakfast during this long period of time; he has always just grabbed something quick and easy for breakfast.

It's okay if I don't eat it anyway.

I usually eat a little more at lunchtime.

"Brother Huo, let's go check out the clothes after we finish eating. Let me tell you, these clothes are really good-looking."

Huo Junshan laughed and said, "Of course it looks good, it was designed by your sister-in-law."

There was also a sense of pride in his tone.

Quite proud.

The two ate steamed buns, while Yun Ningyan sipped her millet porridge.

After the three of them finished eating, they went to the workshop together.

The warehouse was neatly arranged with five hundred pieces of clothing, and there were even more!

Yun Ningyan gave Yang Dasheng a thumbs up: "Not bad, you can still make a lot in the next few days. How much more?"

Yang Dasheng thought for a moment: "There are probably more than two hundred items."

Yun Ningyan nodded: "Okay, let's see if Fangjie and the others can have them all together later?"

Even if Fangjie and the others don't want it, it doesn't matter.

They can also sell it themselves.

Anyway, they take it to other cities, but they can't sell it in these three surrounding cities.

I believe that after this big sale, Sister Fang and her family will place another order with them.

At that time, the garment factory will have many orders, and there will be no need to ask for 30% payment in the future.

They demand full payment upfront; whoever has the money first gets their order processed.

Anyway, they have countless clothing styles, so we're not afraid of them copying us.

Once they've sold it, there's not much point in them copying it anymore.

They've already made all the money from the top.

Besides, Yun Ningyan didn't intend to make overly fashionable clothes.

With just a few minor alterations to the existing clothes, they already look great.

Once they arrive in Beijing, they must develop the garment industry thoroughly; there will be no problem with it for the next few decades.

She plans to create her own brand, offering not only affordable products but also luxury goods.

They want to sell their clothes to the world.

Before Fangjie arrived, the three of them started taking stock of the accounts in the office.

Yang Dasheng took out all the money he had made from the retail sales over the past few days and reconciled the accounts with Yun Ningyan, item by item.

Yun Ningyan carefully put the money away and then recorded it in the books.

She has her own ledger, which she keeps in her office.

The three of them can see each other at any time.

After sorting out, reconciling, and recording all the accounts, Sister Fang came over with a few people.

They drove over directly in a small truck.

"Comrade Yun, we've come to collect the laundry."

"Are the clothes finished?"

Yun Ningyan smiled and shook hands with Sister Fang, then nodded: "Okay, it's in the warehouse."

"By the way, Sister Fang, do you only need five hundred pieces? We made over two hundred extra. If you don't want them, we'll..."

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