Old man Zhang responded in a booming voice: "Okay, okay, then we'll carry this wooden sofa over there."

After saying that, he instructed his two grandsons: "Be careful, don't bump or scratch anything. If there's any damage or paint chipping during the inspection, our company won't pay for the shipping."

Zhang Mingming and Zhang Xingxing had no choice but to continue working as porters. As for wages? How dare you ask for wages for doing work for your own grandfather?

The two of them carefully carried the wooden chair and followed Grandpa to Grandma Sun's house. When they went in, they saw that the yard was really lively. Were all the old men and women over 60 years old in this alley gathered with Grandma Sun's family today?

The two men put down the wooden chairs and without even having time to wipe the sweat off their faces, they called out to all the grandpas and grandmas. Grandma Sun cheerfully poured two bowls of mung bean soup for the two young men. Under the loving gazes of the grandpas and grandmas, the two men didn't even dare to taste the saltiness carefully, and just picked up the bowls and drank it all.

As soon as I finished drinking, my grandfather, Old Man Zhang, started to chase people away: "Okay, okay, you two should leave quickly. Our company is about to have a meeting, and it is not convenient for outsiders to listen here. Hurry and do what you need to do."

Zhang Mingming and Zhang Xingxing were at a loss whether to laugh or cry. Yes, yes, we are both outsiders.

After they left, the old men and women gathered around and urged him, "Lao Zhang, hurry up and lift it up. Why are you covering it with a rag? Let us take a look and see how it's done."

Old Zhang didn't keep anyone in suspense. He pulled back the velvet cloth, and a minimalist three-seater wooden chair appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone was a little disappointed. That's it?

It's just an ordinary wooden chair, a little wider, but you dare to call it a sofa?

Can it really be sold for money?

Old Lady Sun was very excited. She asked the old sisters to follow her into the house to get the pile of cushions they had made in the past few days: "Come on, take out the sets of fabrics and other things we made and spread them out."

A bald old man muttered disdainfully, "It's just such a crappy thing, who would buy it? I think you've all been cheated by this kid from the Hu family."

The old man Zhang next to him was unhappy: "Liu Dabo, if you have anything to say, please speak louder. If you don't want to do it, no one here forces you. Everyone comes and goes voluntarily, and you can withdraw your shares at any time."

Liu Dabo was usually a very open-minded person. He was not happy to hear him being criticized in front of so many people. He turned his face away and said, "Humph, if you want to leave, leave. If you stay any longer, you will just waste your time." He then shouted to his wife in the house, "Old Xu, I'm leaving. Do you want to leave?"

Old Xu came out of the house holding three pillows: "Why are you leaving? No one is allowed to leave. If you dare to leave, you will have to wash your clothes and cook your own meals from now on. I won't serve you like a monkey."

There was a burst of suppressed laughter from all around. Liu Da's face flushed, and his head seemed even bigger. "Then... let's stay for a while before leaving."

The older sisters deftly placed three square cushions with white backgrounds and green flowers. They filled them with the sponge with the most suitable resilience and hardness they could find on the market.

After the three cushions were placed, this ordinary wooden chair instantly became a higher grade.

Everyone became excited, even Liu Da Nao opened his eyes wide, looking forward to his wife and the others' next move.

After the three seat cushions are three back pillows. Once the back pillows are put in place, it looks like a sofa.

Mrs. Sun put a few more small cushions in the place. After that, the people gathered around the new sofa, looking at it and trying to sit on it.

Liu Dabo was the most excited: "Is this thing really made from your old bed, Sister Sun? You can't tell at all. Not to mention, it's much more comfortable than the spring-cushioned sofa in my house."

Old Lady Sun: "How could it be false? Anyway, I only paid twenty dollars for the modification fee, plus these cushions, the total cost was less than a hundred dollars."

Everyone: “So cheap?”

A three-seater sofa on the market would cost at least six hundred to one thousand yuan. After being decorated like this, this sofa doesn't look like a cheap item at all, except that the color is a little too young. However, they have never seen such a style in the home furnishing stores on the street. Based on its unique appearance, this business should be successful!

The old ladies removed the set of light green cushions and replaced them with another set of darker colored cushions with dark patterns. This set was more to the liking of middle-aged and elderly people. They felt that the previous set was more suitable for the tastes of young people.

Old man Zhang boasted to everyone proudly: "So, you just want to talk about my craftsmanship, what do you think?"

Liu Dabotou said, "The sofa is nice. It probably has little to do with your craftsmanship. Any carpenter can make it. The most important thing is these cushions. By the way, Mrs. Sun, do these cushions get dirty easily? If they do, are they easy to clean?"

Before Mrs. Sun could say anything, Old Xu from her family interrupted her, saying, "Look at how bothered you are. You don't usually wash the socks at home. Besides, our mats all have zippers, so they can be easily removed and washed. They're really good."

Liu Dabo touched his big bald head and said happily: "Okay, Old Xu, let's make one for our family too. We have an old wooden bed at home."

Mrs. Xu rolled her eyes at him. "Need I tell you? Each of our families has ordered at least one or two sets, and they're being processed right here at Old Brother Zhang's woodworking factory. Old Brother Zhang, when will this sofa frame for my house be ready?"

Old Zhang laughed like a bell: "Haha, it's almost done, it's almost done. This shelf is not difficult. The experienced craftsmen in our factory can make ten in a day."

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Old Mrs. Sun said that she and her sisters were also quite fast. They could make dozens of mats a day by standing on the sewing machine. However, their eyesight was not very good and they only had one sewing machine.

Old Lady Sun asked Hu Yitong, "Old Hu, we have an electricity company here, so is it already established? Where are we going to sell this sofa? How much is it going to cost? Do you have a charter?"

Hu Yitong corrected her: "Sister-in-law, it's a limited company, Sunset Red Home Furnishings Co., Ltd. Once we have all the sofas for these stores finished, the business will come to us. There's no rush, no rush."

Old Mrs. Sun was fine: "It's okay as long as you have a plan in mind. Oh, I shouldn't have let the two boys from the Zhang family go just now. They should have helped me carry the sofa into the house." She was a little annoyed. They were old and didn't dare to lift it. If they sprained their waists, it would be ugly.

Hu Yitong: "It's okay, just put away the cushions and I'll carry it in for you. This thing isn't heavy."

Old Lady Sun: "Oh yes, I've confused your identity. Okay, then you can move."

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A week later, their business of Sunset Red Home Furnishing Co., Ltd. started by refurbishing old beds into sofas.