Zeng Wangcai suddenly had an idea that Li Fan’s sudden idea could bring huge changes to his family.
The beginning of this change is opening a factory.
It is not appropriate to say that we opened a factory. It should be called a joint factory. We can own shares and provide technology and money. We can jointly set up a garment factory with the state to specialize in the production of military uniforms, and start the business with vests.
He had never thought about it in this regard before, because the historical background was not right. Even if he jointly set up a factory with the state, it would not be appropriate. Having money in times of trouble is a crime, unless you have a status.
But the production of armaments is different, because there is a backer.
"Dad, I'll get you a job as a factory manager. Are you happy with that? Hehe..." Thinking of this, Zeng Wangcai couldn't help but laugh.
This is the first time, the first time that the resources in the space can be directly converted into cash, how can I not be happy.
"Brother, what are you happy about?" Little Leopard was confused.
"Don't ask!" Zeng Wangcai still laughed, "Let's go back to the village to visit grandma in a few days. I'll talk to Second Aunt. I remember Second Aunt is good at sewing."
"That's right, grandma's needlework is better."
"Well......"
Zeng Wangcai's thoughts were already scattered. He thought that everyone in his family could go to work in the factory, forgetting that his grandmother was better at sewing. He wondered if his grandmother would want to give away her remaining energy at that time...
The car returned to Sijiucheng at around ten o'clock and stopped at the entrance of the alley where Zeng Youqian's tailor shop was located.
After getting off the car, Zeng Wangcai and his companion walked inside.
"Auntie Mei, San'er!" Zeng Wangcai came in, leaned against the counter and greeted them.
"Hey, Wangcai, why are you here?" Teller Zhang Chunmei was very surprised to see Zeng Wangcai.
The boy called San'er by Zeng Wangcai ran over, laughing and calling "brother" with white air coming out of his mouth.
Zhang Chunmei is an employee of the tailor shop, who was sent here by the street office. San'er is Zeng Youqian's apprentice, almost like Ban'er, so he has a good relationship with Zeng Wangcai.
There are six people in the tailor shop, half of them are Zeng Youqian and his apprentice, and the other half are people assigned by the street office. Fortunately, Zeng Youqian is lucky and has good skills, and the people who work here are all of good character.
After a brief greeting, Zeng Wangcai patted San'er, who was much shorter than him, and said, "Where is your master? Is he out making clothes for people?"
It is the end of the year now. Zeng Youqian has good craftsmanship, and many prestigious customers will ask him to make clothes for them.
"No, he's measuring someone inside. I'll go and call..."
"No, I'll go by myself and give him a surprise!"
Zeng Wangcai held San'er and asked Xiaobao for a vest. He thought about it and asked for two more, giving one to Zhang Chunmei and one to San'er.
The vest’s reputation must be spread and hyped up. As for who made it, Zeng Wangcai felt that his father could solve it.
"Oh, you're still thinking about us. Look what you've done..." Zhang Chunmei was a little at a loss. She wanted to return the vest, but was reluctant to do so.
Although she didn't know what was inside the vest, the cloth on the outside was good stuff.
“Take it, take it!” Zeng Wangcai walked inside and arrived in two steps.
There is a workshop just behind the front business. Whenever a customer comes who doesn’t want to have their size measured outside, Zeng Youqian will lead them inside.
Zeng Youqian had heard Zeng Wangcai talking outside, but he did not come out because he had not finished the work at hand.
After Zeng Youqian finished entertaining the guests, Zeng Wangcai suddenly rushed over and gave his father a bear hug.
“What are you doing? How disrespectful…” Zeng Youqian pushed his son away awkwardly. Actually, he was also very excited as he hadn’t seen his son for almost half a year.
Father’s love is always so restrained!
"I miss you!" Zeng Wangcai put the vest on his father's body.
Zeng Youqian suddenly felt a lump in his throat. Damn it, they have been father and son for 20 years, and this is the first time he has heard his son say something like this. How corny!
"Where did you get it from?" Zeng Youqian took the vest and changed the subject, "Does your army have people who make clothes?"
"What did our troops do? You did it. Remember, this vest was made by you..."
"I made it? How come I don't know?" Zeng Youqian was confused and took a closer look at the stitches on the vest. "What the hell, can your father's hands make such stitches? I see you are my father, what's going on, tell me the truth!"
Zeng Youqian certainly knew that there was something strange about his son.
Zeng Youqian has been making clothes professionally for decades, so how could he not see that the stitching on the vest was definitely not handmade.
"Don't be anxious!" Zeng Wangcai glanced outside, signaled Xiaobao to keep watch, and took his father to the yard, where he told him the idea of opening a factory in detail, and also said that the prerequisite was to get the support of the country.
To be honest, Zeng Youqian was completely confused when he heard his son's thoughts.
He has been a tailor all his life and has never thought about opening a factory. He only wanted to take good care of the shop left by his master, but the shop is not his own now.
Ninety-nine point nine percent of people today would never think of opening their own factory.
"Open a factory? Open a factory?" Zeng Youqian digested the news for a while and murmured, "What should I do with my shop..."
"Hey, you are too conservative." Zeng Wangcai gave his father some advice, "The shop is still a shop. If the relationship changes, the retail department belonging to the garment factory will be finished."
After chatting for about half an hour, Zeng Youqian was moved. Who doesn't want to have a good life at home, and who doesn't want to improve their status, right?
"Then let's see if we can let you be the factory director..."
"Factory director?" Zeng Youqian was shocked. "No, how can I be a factory director?"
"Why can't you be the factory manager? Have you forgotten what happened with this shop?"
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