Chapter 289 Assembly Line Operation

"Everyone else works on an assembly line, but she is the only one who can complete the production of a set of clothes by herself."

"This women's clothing set is used as a sample and the inspector will check it according to this standard."

"Okay."

"I want to follow the inspector and train her for a few days, otherwise I won't feel at ease."

Ma Fangfang took over Qin Qing's words.

"You have the final say in the management of the workshop."

"I'm just helping you sort it out. Once this batch of clothes leaves the factory, I'll go to the clothing store and sell them."

"Making clothes is not our goal. Our goal is to make clothes available to every household and even to every corner of the country."

"However, we should curb our ambitions for now and stop making big promises."

"I still boasted to you."

…

Qin Qing smiled and talked to Ma Fangfang, and she inadvertently expressed her lofty ideals.

She felt a little embarrassed, and her face flushed.

"It's not an exaggeration, it's the truth."

"I understand your heart."

"Following you, I can make money and eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks. I am satisfied."

Ma Fangfang was telling the truth. Since she started hanging out with Qin Qing, she went from being a mop boy to becoming the workshop director of a garment factory.

Not only did her wallet become fatter, but she also became on equal footing with Qin Dacheng at home.

Even her father-in-law, who was the village chief, looked up to her.

I handed the child to my mother-in-law, who said nothing but patted her chest and promised that she would take good care of her grandson and take care of the household logistics.

Two years ago, this would have been unthinkable.

"Let's look at men's clothing. Men's clothing is different from women's clothing. It has a handmade part."

What Qin Qing is worried about is men's clothing. In the 1980s, men's clothing changed from the previous old styles. It was influenced by foreign countries and a large number of junk clothes poured in from the island countries.

Male compatriots who don’t care about beauty and are content with just having clothes to wear have developed a new pursuit of beauty.

She wanted to keep up with the international standards and allow the clothes she designed in her previous life to enter the international market in the 1980s, taking advantage of the time difference.

What I just said to Ma Fangfang was not an exaggeration.

Instead, it is a plan that she will implement step by step.

"Nizi, her handicraft is quite good. I saw the men's clothing she just sewed."

"Not only was I surprised, but even those who claimed to be masters of making clothes were in awe."

"Let her be a master and train some clever female employees. I think the launch of men's clothing will bring down the white rice urban beauty."

…

Ma Fangfang said something that surprised Qin Qing. Qin Qing didn't expect that this rural sister-in-law who had just come out of Dagang Village had caught up with the pace of the county town in less than a day, and her words were also very coherent.

I also knew that Nizi would be the master. Suddenly I felt that everyone was changing.

The clothes produced by the garment factory are a hit.

"It's only a matter of time before Urban Beauty is brought down."

"Let Nizi be your apprentice, and I'll go see her work. If it's as good as you say, I'll triple her salary."

"Retaining and protecting talents is what we need to do now."

"Today, I'll give you a sample. You can decide how to proceed."

"Decentralization of power is not just talk; it must be put into practice."

Qin Qing said it lightly, but Ma Fangfang was deeply moved.

She felt that Qin Qing was not only capable, but also knew how to use people.

In half a day, Nizi showed her true colors.

She felt that since Nizi was valued, she would also be valued if she worked hard.

Ma Fangfang is still worldly-wise and only thinks about that little bit. If she is not valued, how can she become the workshop director?

That is an existence second only to one person and above dozens of people.

"I understand."

"Thank you, Director Qin, for your trust."

…

Ma Fangfang was more excited than anyone else. She felt that her spring had come and she must make more money than Qin Dacheng.

Thinking of Qin Dacheng, she suddenly asked Qin Qing, "Shall we each live in our own dormitories?"

"Can you give us a smaller room?"

"If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten that you and Dacheng are special. One is the director of a mop factory, and the other is the workshop director of a garment factory."

"How can two of you be alone?"

"However, the dormitory is currently tight, so it's just the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl for now."

…

Qin Qing panted heavily while speaking, which attracted Ma Fangfang's attention. But in the end, it was still the same.

The couple lived in separate dormitories, which were quite far from each other.

"I knew it would be like this."

"But I was just teasing you."

"I wouldn't want to live with Dacheng."

"You'll be drowned in spit."

“Hehehe…”

Ma Fangfang suddenly burst into giggles, almost crying.

Qin Qing looked at Ma Fangfang and spoke slowly.

"Have you really thought it through, or are you just saying nice things?"

"Of course I figured it out, you bad..."

Ma Fangfang only then realized that she had been fooled by Qin Qing, this little girl.

She was just about to say that you didn't enter the bridal chamber on your wedding night, but Fang Zhiwei ran away along the urethra.

Of course, I don’t know about those little secrets between husband and wife.

Just as I was about to say this, my mind stopped me. I muttered to myself that if I said it, it would be a disaster. If Dacheng knew about it, he would beat me so badly that I couldn't take care of myself and would have to lie on the kang for the rest of my life.

Qin Qing was not as simple as Ma Fangfang thought. In her previous life, she was a mature woman, married with a daughter, and knew everything about marital affairs.

She also understood Ma Fangfang's inner thoughts and what Ma Fangfang wanted to say but didn't say out loud.

She still pretended to be confused even though she knew the truth.

Looking forward to the garment factory getting back on track and the clothing store selling its products, and going to Kyoto to find his lover Fang Zhiwei.

Qin Qing's thoughts were unusually active at this moment.

As the saying goes, every festive occasion makes us miss our loved ones more.

At this moment, she missed Fang Zhiwei, who was nowhere to be found.

Whether he is dead or alive, she will wait for Fang Zhiwei.

Even if the old man came to her house, it could not shake her love for Fang Zhiwei.

"Nizi, your work is excellent."

"The stitches are even and the speed is fast. You should take an apprentice."

Ma Fangfang's voice interrupted Qin Qing's thoughts.

She returned to reality from her distant thoughts.

Qin Qing looked down at Nizi. Nizi's hands were so dexterous that the small silver needle seemed like a magic trick in her hands.

In a short while, the semi-finished men's clothing was sewn.

"The seams are so smooth, they can leave the factory without ironing."

Ma Fangfang praised it highly.

This was the first time she praised someone like this.

Ma Fangfang is a well-known capable person in Hedong Village, and many families choose their daughters-in-law according to Ma Fangfang's requirements.

Families looking for a daughter-in-law also looked for a daughter-in-law based on Ma Fangfang's appearance and her quickness and dexterity.

These have become unwritten rules in Hedong Village.

"Thanks!"

Nizi said embarrassedly.