Ye Yun raised her eyebrows.

Chen Zhenxing hesitated to speak, and finally said tactfully: "I don't know how to put it, but I had this idea before, but we have always been conservative..."

"Director Chen, the times are changing, society is progressing, and it's time to change your thinking."

Ye Yun nodded at him.

She had read a sentence before: Economy determines people’s dressing style.

When the economy is developing rapidly, people's mentality is enthusiastic and unrestrained, and so is their dressing style.

They have not accepted this style of clothing because our country has been poor and stagnant for many years. We are inferior and vigilant, and we would like to shrink into our coarse linen shirts.

But now it's different.

The people are awakening and the economy is entering a period of rapid development. We will eventually see the most beautiful new era.

So, how can a normal piece of clothing not be accepted?

If this is unacceptable, then if she just draws a suspender, won't these two people be scared to death?

"I believe in the elder sister!"

Brother Bing spoke first.

The sudden voice brought Chen Zhenxing back to his senses. Chen Zhenxing looked at Bingge awkwardly, then looked at Ye Yun.

Then, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "Okay, I believe it too."

Ye Yun smiled.

She dusted off the clothes and solemnly hung them on the sample wall.

"In that case, let's get started."

"Uh," Chen Zhenxing wiped his sweat and said the same thing, "The factory has no money, and the workers are..."

"I said the three of us."

"Ah?" Chen Zhenxing was shocked and stared at her with wide eyes.

The soldier also picked his ears. It seemed that his ears were broken. Why did he feel like he heard something incredible?

Ye Yun glanced at them and sighed.

She reached out and took down the old sample that was hanging there, sat down in front of the sewing machine, took a pair of scissors and cut the V-neck first, then started to operate the sewing machine in an orderly manner.

"I'm going to the warehouse to move the goods!"

The soldier turned around and walked out. Chen Zhenxing, who had come to his senses, quickly followed him. "I'll go with you!" After a while, the sound of sewing machines clacking could be heard in the factory.

Three sturdy machines rang together.

The dark clouds outside the factory gradually dissipated, and the bright sunlight shone through the doors and windows of the factory with hope.

Ye Yun was threading the needle carefully.

Director Chen also started operating the sewing machine.

Brother Bing has the most nimble hands and feet.

Hope is only in your own hands...