"She wants to find a factory to make clothes."

Upon hearing that Xia Lan was in business, the gatekeeper immediately stood up.

He glared at Chu Xiaolan.

"Why didn't you say so sooner..."

Chu Xiaolan chuckled and led Xia Lan into the factory.

It's called a factory area, but it's really just a large workshop with dozens of sewing machines inside. The female workers are practically running the sewing machines on fire.

Upon seeing Xia Lan and Chu Xiaolan, many people glanced up briefly before lowering their heads to continue working.

Several people saw Chu Xiaolan and waved to her, and Chu Xiaolan smiled and waved back.

"Chu Xiaolan, are you here looking for scrap again?"

A male voice rang out, his gaze towards Chu Xiaolan filled with helplessness.

"No, this is Xia Lan. She wants to find a factory to make clothes, so I brought her here."

Chu Xiaolan explained to the man.

Upon hearing that Xia Lan had come to have clothes made, the man quickly invited her into his office.

I personally brewed a cup of tea for Xia Lan.

"Hello, my name is Chen Hua, and I am the person in charge of this processing plant."

Chen Hua tried hard to act like a boss, and Chu Xiaolan couldn't help but laugh when she saw him like that.

Helpless, Chen Hua glared at Chu Xiaolan, telling her to be serious.

"Here's a dime, go buy an ice pop!"

Chen Hua tried to get Chu Xiaolan to leave, but Chu Xiaolan snorted and sat down next to Xia Lan instead of moving.

"I'm not leaving, I came here with her!"

Chu Xiaolan glanced at Chen Hua, then turned her head away.

"It's alright, let her stay!"

Xia Lan looked at Chen Hua and took the initiative to speak.

"This is the dress I want to have made. Do you think you can make it here?"

Xia Lan handed the blueprints to Chen Hua, who looked at the clothes on them, flipping through them one by one.

"These...you designed all of these clothes?"

Chen Hua looked at the clothes on the clothes, his eyes shining.

Chu Xiaolan had only seen one picture before, and she didn't expect Xia Lan to have so many. She couldn't help but look up curiously, and her eyes dimmed when she saw the model's picture on the paper.

Xia Lan doesn't need her at all; her designs are much better.

Chu Xiaolan got up to leave, but Xia Lan reached out and stopped her.

Chu Xiaolan was taken aback and turned to look at Xia Lan.

Xia Lan gestured for her to sit properly.

Although she didn't understand what Xia Lan was going to do, Chu Xiaolan obediently sat down.

After reviewing all the design drawings, Chen Hua looked at Xia Lan eagerly.

Do you sell these blueprints?

"Not for sale."

Xia Lan said indifferently.

Chen Hua sighed regretfully.

If he had her blueprints, his garment factory could definitely grow into a large enterprise, instead of just working as a processing plant.

Do you own a garment factory or a processing plant?

Xia Lan asked.

Chen Hua pursed his lips.

"When we first started, we definitely wanted to make it big. We still have support now, but we're just processing clothes for those bosses. We don't have any clothes of our own at all."

"I want to open my own clothing factory and produce my own clothes."

Chen Hua initially had grand ideals and plans, but reality slapped him in the face. A clothing factory without designers is a joke.

They only do processing work, which any factory can do, so how can they stand out?

For a single garment, these small factories each take charge of a part, then send the finished product to a large factory, where it is assembled and finally sold wholesale as a complete set.

Skipping any step is futile.

Ideals and reality are not the same thing.

Xia Lan roughly understood.

"I'm entrusting you with making my clothes. Can you guarantee that the patterns won't be stolen by someone else?"

Xia Lan looked at Chen Hua and asked curiously.

"At first, it won't be like that. But if your clothes sell well, then it's not necessarily the case. Many factories will rush to imitate your clothes."

Chen Hua pursed his lips, feeling utterly powerless at this act of suicide.

Everyone relies on orders from big companies to make a living; who gets more and who gets less depends on themselves.

"After all, it's clothing. An experienced tailor can tell how to make it just by looking at it."

Chen Hua told the truth.

"But I can guarantee with my own integrity that I will absolutely not let your drawings leak out."

Xia Lan thought for a moment and nodded.

"Then make fifty of each set you get."

"What?"

How many items did Chen Hua order in one go?

"Fifty."

You heard me right!

Xia Lan smiled at Chen Hua.

“I want every size.”

Xia Lan's words prompted Chen Hua to quickly take notes.

Chu Xiaolan sat beside Xia Lan, wondering how much money she was going to spend.

How long will it take to complete?

I'll try my best to finish it for you in ten days!

Chen Hua said earnestly.

"OK!"

How much deposit is needed?

Xia Lan waited for Chen Hua to speak, but Chen Hua was stunned.

"two hundred."

Chen Hua took out a pen and did some calculations, then carefully held up a two.

"If you think it's too expensive, a hundred is fine too!"

Chen Hua said nervously, "This is the first time I've ever been this nervous."

Xia Lan looked at Chen Hua and said with amusement.

"I'll give you two hundred, you write me a receipt."

When Chen Hua saw that Xia Lan had actually taken out the money, his eyes lit up, and he immediately wrote a receipt and handed it to Xia Lan.

Xia Lan nodded in satisfaction.

"Shall I take you to see our fabrics?"

Chen Hua nervously clenched his fist and said to Xia Lan.

"OK!"

Xia Lan was also curious to see what the current fabrics were like.

Chen Hua led Xia Lan and Chu Xiaolan out and arrived at the clothing factory next door.

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