Those who can be sent out to conduct business must be good in appearance, eloquence and even personality.

The eldest sister was a warm-hearted person to begin with, and after Jian Yuelan gave her some candy, her attitude naturally became even more enthusiastic.

"Comrade, you've finally found the right person. I'm from Old Street, and I've lived here for over 30 years. There's no one or anything in this area of Old Street that I'm not familiar with."

"What do you want to know?"

Jian Yuelan told her what she wanted to know, and her elder sister said simply, "This pastry shop originally had an owner, but something happened to the owner's family, and since they had no direct relatives, the house became public property."

He pointed to the supply and marketing cooperative on the street and the tailor shop across the street, "It's the same situation with those two."

Jian Yuelan understood what was going on. After thanking her elder sister, she bought half a pound of water chestnut cake, radish cake and other cakes and went to the Red Star Garment Factory.

As the largest state-owned garment factory in Ancheng, Hongxing's geographical location is not very advantageous, but it is not too remote either.

There was a guard standing guard at the door. Upon learning of Jian Yuelan's purpose, the guard raised his eyes and stared at her again and again, "Comrade, who are you looking for?"

"Yuan Wei."

The old man's curiosity was aroused. "Are you Director Yuan's girlfriend?"

"No, I'm his sister."

The Yuan family and the Luo family have a long history and a close relationship. The Luo family's second elder and the Ye family have become sworn relatives, so she has to call them grandpa and grandma. Yuan Wei and his sister also call the second elder grandpa and grandma, so it's not wrong to round it off and call her sister.

"Then go in."

When he heard it was my sister, the old man immediately lost his desire to eat melon.

It was too obvious, and Jian Yuelan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Thank you, I'll go in first."

"Go ahead, just don't run around."

"OK."

After saying goodbye to the old man, Jian Yuelan entered the factory area and within a few minutes, a familiar figure appeared in front of her.

It was exactly who she was looking for.

"Yuan Wei."

She shouted.

Yuan Wei, who was talking to someone with his back to her, turned around when he heard the voice behind him and saw Jian Yuelan running over with a smile, "Sister Lan, why are you here?"

"I have something to do in Ancheng, so I just happened to come by and see you."

"Come sit in my office?"

"good."

So, Yuan Wei said hello to his colleagues and took Jian Yuelan to his office.

"Sit down, sister. I'll make you some tea."

"No, I brought water."

Patting the army green kettle, she refused with a smile.

Yuan Wei did not beat around the bush, but instead asked about the physical condition of the two elders of the Luo family.

Jian Yuelan heard the sincerity in his words, so she told him in detail about the two elders' recent situation, and then got straight to the point, "I want to see Uncle Lu."

"Sister, are you going to sell the blueprints?"

This was Yuan Wei’s first reaction. What could Jian Yuelan say but nod.

"I have this idea, but I won't know the details until we have a discussion."

"Come on, I'll take you to see the factory director."

Yuan Wei was excited when he heard this and couldn't wait to take her to meet Lu Guowei.

The designs she had come up with before sold very well after being made into ready-made clothes, and were sold in Shanghai and Beijing.

In other words, the fabric cannot keep up. If it could keep up, it would sell better.

Even so, the Red Star Garment Factory became famous because of these clothing models.

If only locals knew about the Red Star Garment Factory before, now people from other provinces and cities know about it.

This is all thanks to her design drawings.

And he also gained real benefits from these design drawings.

Lu Guowei gained more benefits and tangible results, which led to his extreme enthusiasm after seeing Jian Yuelan.

However, he was not suited to enthusiasm.

It's simple. Years of military career have made him a serious person, and his face looks extremely solemn because he has been wearing a tense face for a long time.

How can I describe the way he smiles? He's not friendly at all, but rather so twisted that it can scare a child to tears.

Jian Yuelan endured it again and again, and when he twisted his smile again to show concern for Grandpa Luo and Grandma Luo's health, she spoke bluntly, "Uncle, can you please stop laughing? I'm a little scared when I see you laughing."

It's so creepy.

When Lu Guowei heard this, he immediately restrained the smile on his face, "I also feel that I am not suitable for laughing."

After rubbing his face which was almost frozen from smiling, he felt relaxed all over.

"Where's your picture?"

"No."

Lu Guowei was stunned for a moment, then said with an expression that he understood, "I know, it's another painting. Wait, I'll get some white paper."

"Uncle, don't worry."

Jian Yuelan quickly stopped the man and said, "I have something else to tell you."

Lu Guowei, who had stood up, sat back down when he heard this. "What's the matter?"

“I want a place to be affiliated.”

As soon as these words came out, Lu Guowei's eyes looking at her suddenly became sharp.

"you······"

"I don't want it now, but in two years."

Lu Guowei, "???"

He was a little confused about this operation.

The quota you need to register for is two years later.

It's not a big deal, is it?

"I may not still be at Red Star in two years."

Jian Yuelan was not worried about this. She had asked Grandpa Luo, and he knew that Lu Guowei would not be able to leave the Red Star Garment Factory in a short time.

But I can't say that.

So, she changed her words, "If you're not here, we'll talk about it later. If you are here, could you please leave a spot for me? Is that okay with you?"

"Okay, bring ten drawings in exchange. The price will remain the same as before."

"Ten is too many, three at most."

"No, three is too few, nine can't be any lower."

"No way, I don't have that much inspiration."

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