Ye Yun raised an eyebrow.
Chen Zhenxing hesitated for a moment, then finally said tactfully, "I don't know how to say it, but I've had this thought before, but we've always been conservative..."
"Director Chen, times are changing and society is progressing, so it's time for you to change your thinking too."
Ye Yun nodded to him.
She had once read a quote: "The economy determines people's clothing style."
When the economy develops rapidly, people's mentality becomes enthusiastic and unrestrained, and their clothing style reflects this.
They have never accepted this style of clothing because our country has been poor and stagnant for many years. We are ashamed and wary as we would rather shrink into our coarse linen clothes.
But things are different now.
With the nation clear-headed and the economy entering a period of rapid development, we will eventually witness the most beautiful new era.
So why wouldn't a normal piece of clothing be accepted?
If they can't accept this, what if she just drew a tank top on them? Wouldn't that scare them to death?
"I believe you, sister!"
The soldier spoke first.
The sudden voice brought Chen Zhenxing back to his senses. Chen Zhenxing looked at the soldier with a troubled expression, and then looked at Ye Yun.
Then, gritting his teeth, he made up his mind and said, "Okay, I believe you too."
Ye Yun smiled.
She dusted off her clothes and solemnly hung it on the sample wall.
"In that case, let's get started."
"Uh," Chen Zhenxing wiped his sweat, repeating the same thing, "The factory has no money, and the workers are all..."
I said the three of us.
"Huh?" Chen Zhenxing stared at her in shock, his eyes wide.
The soldier also picked at his ears. His ears seemed to be damaged. Why did he feel like he heard something unbelievable?
Ye Yun glanced at them and sighed.
She reached out and took down the old sample hanging there, sat down in front of the sewing machine, took the scissors and first cut out a V-neck, then started operating the sewing machine in a very professional manner.
"I'm going to the warehouse to move some goods!"
The soldier turned and walked out. Chen Zhenxing, snapping out of his daze, quickly followed him. "I'll go with you!" A moment later, the clattering of sewing machines echoed from inside the factory.
Three sturdy machines started up at the same time.
The dark clouds outside the factory gradually dispersed, and the bright sunlight shone through the factory's doors and windows with hope.
Ye Yun carefully threaded the needle.
Factory Director Chen also started operating the sewing machine.
The soldier was the most agile.
Hope lies only in our own hands...
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