The matter of my second cousin seems to have nothing to do with Chen Xihua's family, but it does have some connection, namely with Grandma Chen.
A few days later, Grandma Chen, who had recovered her spirits, came to her house every day, holding Chen Baohua's hand and talking for most of the day.
It's always the same few lines: don't be fooled, and don't be like your second cousin, becoming a live-in son-in-law. He's such an ingrate; I've loved him so much, and now he doesn't even want his parents or grandparents.
Although Grandpa and Grandma Chen were indeed greedy and fond of money, and also favored sons over daughters, they were still traditional old folks.
If the woman had brought a large dowry for Chen Jianhua, they would have been happy to accept her marriage into the Chen family. But now that she's giving away a grandson, they're not happy about it.
Recently, Chen Baohua's status in Grandpa and Grandma Chen's hearts has risen a notch. Grandma Chen said that her eldest cousin is also an unfilial son. She originally wanted Li Xiaoling to have another child, at least a son, but her eldest cousin's wife was unwilling.
Li Xiaoling's uncle, Factory Director Li, gave Chen Penghua a better job, so he stopped arguing with his wife, and Li Xiaoling also returned to work at the textile factory to earn money.
Li's mother took care of their six-month-old daughter. Both she and her husband worked, and they were both only children. She couldn't have another child secretly.
Grandma Chen was so angry she almost fainted, but she was helpless. Moreover, with her aunt Wang Fen, the women's director, in the Chen family, no one dared to openly allow Li Xiaoling to have a second child.
Finally, Grandma Chen stood her ground and sent the couple back to their new house in the northern part of the county, forbidding them from eating in the family quarters anymore.
Li Yumei has been in an exceptionally good mood lately. She always has a smile on her face when she goes out and comes home, looking radiant and triumphant.
Chen Lao Er was also beaming with pride, walking with a brisk pace, riding his motorcycle up and down the hill, because Xiao Wu had given him 20,000 yuan to buy furniture for his new house.
Chen Xihua was speechless: What a disgrace!
On the morning of August 9, Chen Xihua had just stepped out of the family residential area when she received a call from Wang Ying.
"My sales director, you're such a busy person, is something urgent?" Wang Ying wouldn't call at this hour unless she had nothing urgent. Everyone in the company knows she's been "in seclusion practicing calligraphy" lately.
"Little Fifth Sister, we can't hold them off any longer. In Haishi, the Lihua store opened a week ago, and the more than 42,000 pieces of clothing that were delivered are almost sold out, with less than half left. Many young and wealthy girls are buying them one by one, and quite a few people have bought all four styles of our autumn clothing at once." Wang Ying's voice on the phone was both excited and worried.
Lihua Garment Factory has a production line with only 200 people, and the workmanship is much more refined. Each person can only make a maximum of 10 pieces per day, and many people make 8 pieces instead of 8 sets. The monthly output is only more than 40,000 pieces.
Haishi Lihua's two stores are both two-story, 200-square-meter storefronts with only eight salespeople. In the few days since they opened, they have sold one to two thousand items every day.
"Sister Wang, don't worry. Here's what you'll do: send out the purchase restriction notice right now."
Each of the two stores is limited to 500 items per day, and each person is limited to two items. This should last for about twenty days.
"Is there a purchase limit? Won't that affect customers' desire to buy?" Wang Ying hesitated.
"It's alright, let's leave it at that for now. I have other plans now, I'll talk to Director Yang first." Chen Xihua had been wondering whether or not to expand the facility again, and now it seems necessary.
"Okay, I'll hang up now. We already have customers in the store." Wang Ying said hurriedly and got busy.
Then, Chen Xihua dialed the phone number of Lihua Garment Factory.
"Director Yang, it's me. The vacant lot on the left side of Lihua Garment Factory is also unused, right?"
"Yes, Boss Wu, what do you mean?" Director Yang, who had just arrived at the office and hadn't yet visited the workshop, had a hunch that they were planning to expand the factory.
"Yes, we'll expand the production line by another hundred people. However, this workshop is for Lihua Garment's private customization, and it will produce expensive gowns and other haute couture items. We'll try to start taking orders a month before the Lunar New Year."
"Okay!" Factory Director Yang's voice was loud and excited. High-end customization!
"Then I'll have to trouble you, Director Yang!"
After hanging up with Factory Director Yang, Chen Xihua dialed Zhang Anmin's number at Fanghua Garment Factory.
"Director Zhang, is there anyone else renting that four or five acres of vacant land behind our Fanghua Garment Factory? ...Okay, go and ask. We'll rent it again, and if we can sign a twenty-year lease like before, we'll do it that way too."
"Yes, that's right, it's about expanding the business and making clothes for Lihua. We'll probably need Sister Xiaolan to find some seamstresses with three to five years of experience."
"Okay, no problem, I'll get right on it!" Zhang Anmin was very excited after hearing this, but he managed his emotions well and didn't show it.
Zhang Anmin was aware that the Lihua Garment Factory had recently opened in the provincial capital. He hadn't had any particular plans before, thinking that he could just focus on making Fanghua Garment Factory a success. However, after hearing about the opening of the Lihua Garment Factory from Li Shisheng, who had just returned from Haishi two days ago, he became interested.
He wondered if Gaoyang County could also create the Lihua brand.
Boss Xiao Wu actually intended for herself to compete with Factory Director Yang from the provincial capital. She said that healthy competition is essential, and without competition, there can be no progress.
Zhang Anmin shared this view; he couldn't afford to fall too far behind.
After explaining everything, Chen Xihua went through the styles and characteristics of several luxury brands she had encountered in her previous life. Of course, she wouldn't copy them exactly, but she would borrow some elements and styles.
"Fifth Sister, are you going to Teacher Qin's house or Fanghua Garment Factory?" Chen Baohua wondered if he wouldn't have to go today if his fifth sister wasn't going to Teacher Qin's house.
"Let's go to the teacher's house first." Chen Xihua also wanted Old Man Qin to provide some elements and styles of traditional Chinese painting.
"Oh, okay." Chen Xiaoliu was a little disappointed, but it quickly dissipated.
"Xiao Liu, is something wrong? Did you make plans to hang out with your classmates?" Chen Xihua was very familiar with Chen Xiao Liu; she could even tell from the slight change in his voice.
"No, it's just that a male classmate invited me to his house to play." Chen Baohua didn't finish her sentence.
"Then wait a minute, ask Teacher Qin yourself if he'll let you leave early." Chen Xihua was preoccupied with the fashion design, so she didn't pay much attention to Chen Xiaoliu's true thoughts at the moment, thinking that young boys these days also have their own circles of friends.
But Chen Xihua didn't know that because she didn't discover and stop it in advance, she was so angry that she beat Chen Baohua up severely soon after.
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Haishi, Lihua Main Store.
"No, what's wrong with Lihua? Why can't we buy anymore? Are you stupid? You're not going to make money? You can only buy two items, but I really like the other two too!"
"Exactly, get your store manager out here. I want to ask if one of your sales staff did this on purpose."
"Oh dear, I like this one too. Could you make an exception? It doesn't matter who you sell it to, it's still selling."
"....."
Wang Ying looked at the customers in the store who wanted to buy more items and were unhappy because they couldn't get what they wanted. She tried everything she could to appease them, saying that there would be other new styles soon, and finally managed to get them to accept it.
It's a bittersweet experience.
But there's no way to deal with it for now. If we sell out all at once, the store will be empty, and we'll have to close down in a few days.
No, wait, it's out of stock.
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