However, things didn't go as planned; the woman showed no mercy.
Yang Qingheng smiled bitterly to herself. Today's luck was truly exceptionally bad. It seemed she would have to study the almanac carefully next time she went out.
The two were led out of the warehouse.
"What's going on?" Zhou Shuwen walked straight into the factory, saw Yang Qingheng's face clearly, and strode over to her.
The team leader was furious: "These two people were trying to buy and sell public property without authorization, and I caught them red-handed!"
Not only was she arrested, but she also ran into an acquaintance. It was like a coward running into a funeral procession. She was incredibly unlucky. Yang Qingheng was so embarrassed that her face turned red, and she didn't dare to look at Zhou Shuwen at all.
Zhou Shuwen chuckled and said, "Xiao Li, you've misunderstood. This isn't a private transaction. This girl is my friend. I told her about buying the fabric. I'm sorry I didn't make it clear to you beforehand, which caused this misunderstanding."
"Oh, you should have said so earlier! If you had introduced her, I would have personally taken her to choose the items," the team leader said with a forced smile.
Zhou Shuwen shook her head: "No need to trouble you. You take the masters to check the machine first, and I will personally take care of her."
He pointed at Yang Qingheng and said, "Qingheng, come to my office to talk."
Yang Qingheng reluctantly followed.
If it were someone else, she could use the excuse of the village's collective economy to brush it off, but Zhou Shuwen knew her inside and out, and she wasn't so easily fooled.
Before she could figure out what reason to give, Zhou Shuwen suddenly closed the office door.
"The bags you sent me here were all made by yourselves, right? And those on the black market, you sold them too?"
Yang Qingheng's heart stopped beating: "I..."
"Why are you in such a hurry? We're old friends." Zhou Shuwen couldn't help but laugh.
Yang Qingheng touched her nose: "Don't you think I'm being inappropriate?"
Everyone is terrified of speculation and profiteering, so why is she so calm?
“Everyone has their own way of life. You’re running a small market and it’s not harming the interests of your customers, so why should I think it’s bad?” Zhou Shuwen poured her a glass of water. “Besides, this kind of life probably won’t last much longer.”
She spoke cryptically, but Yang Qingheng, who had been reborn, understood immediately.
He was surprised; how did Zhou Shuwen know all this?
However, considering that Tang Bainian said his aunt was from the capital, it didn't seem strange.
Judging from Zhou Shuwen's demeanor, her family must have some wealth and influence; she probably heard some rumors about it.
Zhou Shuwen stood up with a key in her hand: "We don't really manage the waste fabric part. In the past, it was all handled by the group leaders of each group. Just tell me how much you need."
Yang Qingheng hesitated: "Are you sure this won't cause you any trouble?"
"Would I lie to you?" Zhou Shuwen said helplessly. "Go and see what kind of material you want."
Yang Qingheng smiled gratefully and quickly followed.
When the warehouse door was pushed open, Yang Qingheng's jaw nearly dropped to the ground in shock: "These... these are all discarded?"
The fabric here looks much larger than the pieces we saw before, and the material also looks much better.
“Yes, these are all leftovers from recent cutting. Feel free to take them.” Zhou Shuwen nodded.
Yang Qingheng asked cautiously, "What's the price of this scrap cloth?"
"Of course, it's the same as the one you just saw, one yuan per kilogram. You can come and pick up as much as you want, but you must avoid people," Zhou Shuwen said gently.
Yang Qingheng's heart was pounding. If she could use this fabric, she wouldn't have to worry about raw materials anymore, and her costs could be reduced by at least half!
"Aunt Zhou, thank you so much." She smiled sincerely.
Zhou Shuwen waved her hand: "We're family, no need to be so polite, but I have a request for you."
“Please speak.” Yang Qingheng stood up straight, like a primary school student being lectured.
"No matter what, prioritize your own safety."
Yang Qingheng was taken aback, not expecting her to say that, and felt a warmth in her heart: "Okay."
"Alright, it'll be dark if we don't go back now." Zhou Shuwen personally escorted her to the factory gate before returning home.
As soon as Yang Qingheng got home, she went straight to Sister-in-law Sun's house.
"Qingheng, what brings you here?" When Sister-in-law Sun saw her rush in, her heart skipped a beat, and her first thought was that something had happened at the black market.
Yang Qingheng suddenly smiled: "It's a good thing."
Sister-in-law Sun breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help being curious: "If you can say it's a good thing, then it must be a really good thing."
You should know that this is the kind of person who would lend out more than a thousand yuan without batting an eye.
Yang Qingheng pulled her to sit down: "Didn't I tell you before that the fabric produced by Liu Qing's side wasn't enough to support both markets?"
"Could it be..." Sister-in-law Sun's eyebrows danced with excitement.
Yang Qingheng chuckled: "Yes, I have already found a source of goods, but I only trust you with this matter, so you must handle it carefully and without any mistakes."
Zhou Shuwen didn't say anything, but she knew that if things were exposed one day, the Industry and Commerce Bureau would likely trace the clues back to Zhou Shuwen through her bag.
People have helped her so much, she must keep it discreet and not implicate them; this is a basic sense of morality.
Sister-in-law Sun was flattered and quickly promised, "Tell me, I will do my best to do it."
“Starting today, the task of transporting the goods will be handled by you and Brother Xingnong. The labor cost is four hundred a month. Once the fabric is delivered, you are not allowed to transport it directly home. I will give you an address to leave it there, and then transfer it home a few days later. Also, I have spoken with Liu Qing’s mother-in-law and have allowed her to make bags at home at the same price as you. I would appreciate it if you could teach her when you have time.” Yang Qingheng said.
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