The Beauty of the Big Factory in the 70s: Reforming the Villainous Cub and Getting Rich

Chen Qing transmigrated into a period novel, becoming the aunt of a beautiful, strong, and tragic villain.

The 'beautiful and strong' parts were inherent to the villain; the 'trag...

Chapter 505 Luxury Brands

Chapter 505 Luxury Brands

The two went to see a second fashion school, which did offer fashion lessons, but the school was too small and couldn't accommodate many people.

Chen Qing placed his hopes on the third company.

Small drops of rain fell. Chen Qing looked up at the sky which was suddenly covered with dark clouds. He had no choice but to borrow two umbrellas and take the bus.

She had to go home to collect the clothes and then take two more umbrellas to school to give to the children.

Thunder rumbled, lightning flashed, and Tian Mengya frowned: "This weather is very annoying."

"etc!"

Chen Qing remembered something important.

Construction site!

The construction site has to stop working on rainy days!

Chen Qing was so angry that he gritted his teeth and wanted to curse God, but just then a bolt of lightning struck, accompanied by thunder, and half the sky was bright.

Chen Qing also became obedient.

What could be wrong with that? It's just working.

She underestimated the time.

Chen Qing was so angry that he had a headache and even felt like vomiting.

She bent over and held her stomach, looking painful.

Tian Mengya looked at her worriedly: "Chen Qing, what's wrong with you? Are you so carsick? We just got up here less than ten minutes ago, how could you be so carsick! Just bear with it, we'll be home in half an hour, and I'll take you to the hospital later!"

It was a rainy day, but because we were afraid of getting wet, the car windows were closed. Instead, it became very stuffy and hot in the car, making it difficult to breathe.

Chen Qing only felt dizzy, with waves of pain rushing through her temples. She clutched tightly at the paint-chipped back of the chair in front of her, trying to use the pain on her skin to cover up the motion sickness, but the effect was minimal.

The conductor also came over to check on Chen Qing and cranked the window open a little to give Chen Qing enough fresh air: "Comrade, it's raining. Don't open it too wide, or you'll catch a cold."

Chen Qing finally felt a little better after feeling the fresh air. He said weakly, "Thank you."

Tian Mengya: "Your motion sickness is too severe."

His face suddenly turned pale and his lips were bloodless, which was scary to look at.

Chen Qing rubbed her brows, thinking that maybe it was because of her pregnancy that her motion sickness became more severe. "Can I apply for an umbrella in the car?"

The rain was indeed a bit heavy.

No more umbrellas.

She catches cold easily.

She was a pregnant woman who caught a cold, and it wasn't even three months yet. She couldn't take medicine for the cold and could only endure it. Chen Qing really didn't want to catch a cold.

The conductor hesitated for a moment and asked her to sit in the first row: "It's less likely to get dizzy in the first row."

Chen Qing walked unsteadily to the first row: "Thank you, comrade."

She held her belly with a look of pain on her face, so the conductor asked, "Are you pregnant?"

Chen Qing was shocked: "Am I showing my pregnancy?"

"No, I can tell by the look on your face."

The conductor laughed.

Chen Qing: "You are so amazing."

"What's so great about that?" The ticket seller was embarrassed by her praise and asked, "How many children are you having?"

Chen Qing: "First child."

The ticket seller advised: "It doesn't matter whether the first child is a boy or a girl, don't feel pressured."

"Yeah, I know."

Chen Qing wants a daughter, but she can't decide whether it's a boy or a girl. Either girl is fine.

It was raining, so there were fewer people on the bus. The conductor stood beside Chen Qing and explained pregnancy to her: "I'm telling you, you need to ask your mother-in-law to brew some rice wine for you and exchange it for more eggs, so that you can have enough to eat during your confinement period... Judging from your appearance, you should be able to eat enough. Then make an appointment with the villagers to buy two chickens and some pork kidneys. It would be best if you could contact the slaughterhouse and prepare all these..."

The ticket seller was a warm-hearted person. She talked to Chen Qing all the way. Chen Qing learned a lot of knowledge. Only when they arrived at their destination did they reluctantly say goodbye to the ticket seller.

"Sister, I'll get off first. Thank you."

"Oh, okay."

The ticket seller also waved to her.

After getting off the bus, Tian Mengya asked, "Why does the conductor keep telling you about pregnancy?"

She was sitting in the back and didn't hear almost everything, but she vaguely heard some of the content and was very curious about it.

Chen Qing wanted to keep her three-month promise, but her friends seemed to have known about it in advance: "I'm pregnant, and I'm more than two months pregnant now."

"Oh my god!!!" Tian Mengya covered her mouth excitedly, and then said: "So you are pregnant, and He Yuan is on a business trip, is he a man?!"

She gritted her teeth.

Chen Qing smiled and said, "He has no choice, but he promised me that after the baby is born, he will be responsible for the main task of raising the child, so I can go to work."

Although Tian Mengya thought it was okay, she was still indignant on behalf of Chen Qing: "You are pregnant, and you are still working at such a high intensity, can you handle it? Do you want to ask the organization for a delay before returning to work?"

"No, I can do it. I finally got a job opportunity I wanted, and I want to hold on to it."

Chen Qing's eyes were gentle and firm.

The rain formed a curtain of rain along the umbrella. Tian Mengya looked at her with a bit of blurry eyes, but was still shocked by her eyes.

Chen Qing smiled at Tian Mengya and said, "I'm going home to collect my clothes first. You should go back quickly too."

The two separated at a fork in the road. Chen Qing felt that she was just an ordinary person. Even if she traveled back to the 1970s, there would be very few things she could change.

So, she just wants to focus on what she wants to do most.

Her dream is to make the Chinese clothing brand known internationally!

This was her dream when she first entered the workplace.

This is not impossible, because China fifty years later will have the ability to create luxury brands.

China's craftsmanship, international influence, and all aspects of the country's performance are among the best in the world.

It is crucial to build a globally renowned brand and export soft power. At that time, the country will also vigorously support domestic brands with export capabilities.

That was her chance!

Chen Qing wants to do this one thing well in his life.

She originally thought that she could only start laying the foundation after 1978, but now she has been given the opportunity to work in a garment factory. Chen Qing really cherishes it and is very grateful.

The sudden arrival of the child disrupted the plan, but Chen Qing chose to accept it all.

There's nothing I can do about it, since she wants it all.

When Chen Qing got home, all the clothes in the house were wet. She put them in the washing basin, poured some water to wash them, and hung them directly under the porch. Then she went to take the four umbrellas at home to the Machinery Factory Children's Primary School.

At school, He Yuxiang was also worried about the clothes at home. He went outside to take a look and saw that the rain was getting heavier and heavier. The clothes must have been wet again.

So annoying.

When he could guess the weather!

As long as he knows it is raining, his clothes will not easily get wet!

Teacher Lin called the whole class back to the rooms and told them not to stay in the corridor: "It's easy to catch a cold if you get wet in the rain. Go back and play."

He Yuxiang went back obediently. When he passed by Xiaoyu's desk, he knocked on her head again: "Why are you wet?"

Xiaoyu covered her wet bangs, shrank her neck, and said guiltily, "I washed my face."

(End of this chapter)