Chapter 69 Arrangement

"Yes, yes, I know what to do." Liu Huawei felt guilty. He didn't expect Lin Jianyan's attitude to be so firm.

But he didn't have any bad intentions. The main reason was that internship period was rarely seen in factories nowadays. It was usually a system only found in companies, so it was normal for some people to complain about it.

But what Lin Jianyan said is right. The treatment in the factory is indeed very good. If you can't even last ten days, you may not work honestly in the future. It would be better to screen out more people who have too many things to do.

"Then boss, do you want me to go out and recruit some people?"

Lin Jianyan thought for a moment and said, "Don't go. The factory has been so busy these past two days. You have to take care of everything. I'll go. I have to visit my mother."

Liu Huawei nodded. He really couldn't leave. "Okay."

"By the way, I heard from Butler Zhao that you are designing new clothes for the clothing factory? Isn't it too early now? There are still many modified clothes that have not been launched yet."

Lin said: "It's not for the factory, it's for the two ladies. They are going to wear it at the annual meeting."

Liu Huawei's eyes widened in surprise, "Really? That's great! Is it the same effect as the red dress I wore last time?"

Lin Jianyan smiled, "Yes, my sister-in-law put it on that day, and her friends were amazed at the first sight. You know, those ladies are still quite competitive. If it weren't for the fact that the factory was opening for promotions during those days, and I was also quite busy, I might have already designed it by now."

"Now that you mention it, I'll give you a task."

Liu Huawei was shocked: "Boss, you tell me."

"Find me a quiet empty room and move those tailors and embroiderers in." Lin Jianyan took out a piece of paper and wrote something on it.

After writing, I handed him the paper and a card. "Purchase two batches of the things I wrote about and have the machine installed. There are 20,000 in this card, which should be enough. If it's not enough, tell me again."

Liu Huawei was not polite either. He took the things and said, "Okay, boss. Are you in a hurry? If you are, I will go right away."

Lin Jianyan said: "No rush, I haven't finished the design yet, I just need to finish it within a week."

Liu Huawei: "Okay."

After making the arrangements, Lin Jianyan went back home. He also went to the market to buy a bunch of pigments and test papers, and started playing in the living room again.

Uncle Zhao and the servants had no idea what he was doing. They only saw him using test papers dipped in dye to create hundreds of colors. When the surface was almost dry, he placed them on a tray and arranged them neatly.

Uncle Zhao saw him handling more than a dozen trays at once, and couldn't help but ask out of curiosity, "Master Lin, what are you doing?"

Lin Jianyan blew on the colored test paper on his hand, wanting it to dry faster. Hearing Uncle Zhao's question, he smiled and replied, "I'm making color palettes. After these test papers are dry, I'll apply a layer of grease on them to fix the color. Then I'll stick them on blank paper boards to make booklets. Then I'll be able to choose colors at a glance."

Uncle Zhao was even more confused. "Why do you do this? If you want a color chart, can't you just ask people to buy it at the market?"

Lin Jianyan shook her head. "Because I plan to open a clothing design studio next year, the colors on the market are not complete enough, and the chroma and saturation are not good. I am more satisfied with mixing them myself."

Uncle Zhao was surprised and said, "Mr. Lin, you can also design clothes, you are amazing!"

He was not pretending to be so surprised. Lin Jianyan's background was basically transparent and could be found out clearly with a quick check.

He has no father, and there is only a sickly younger brother and a prostitute-born mother in the family. It is said that his mother has remarried and opened a tea restaurant these days, and it is said that the business is pretty good.

I went to college and was a gifted boy. I skipped two grades and was even featured in the newspapers two years ago, but it was a short-lived achievement and didn't make much of a splash.

But I didn't hear that he majored in design? Didn't he study finance?

In fact, Lin Jianyan was also helpless. When he came, the original owner had already chosen his major, and he had no way to change it. In order not to make the burden on the family heavier, he did not hide his incompetence and directly skipped two grades. Later, he was afraid of attracting too much attention and getting into trouble, so he kept a low profile.

He left as soon as he graduated and didn't even attend the graduation party.

Lin Jianyan avoided Uncle Zhao's questioning and inquiring eyes, and asked the servant to put the trays on the balcony. "Put them on the balcony to dry for two days. Remember to close the windows and don't let any drafts in."

Uncle Zhao was still thinking about something, and Lin Jianyan interrupted him, "Uncle Zhao, when is dinner? I'm a little hungry."

Uncle Zhao came to his senses after hearing his words, looked at his watch, and clapped his hands in frustration, "Oh, it's already past six o'clock, I'll go to the kitchen to take a look."

Lin Jianyan heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that he had finally stopped having wild thoughts.

The next day, Lin Jianyan got up early because he had something to do.

He first went to Zhang Xiufang's house. He knocked on the door for a long time but no one came to open it. Then the family next door heard the noise and a man came out.

"Who are you looking for? The family is not at home."

Lin Jianyan was stunned: "Not at home? Then do you know where they went?"

The man looked at him, dressed in fine clothes and looking very wealthy, and his tone dropped eight notes. "This couple opened a tea restaurant. They left at dawn. The location is just across the street, just around the corner."

Lin Jinyan thanked him politely. The man looked at his back and murmured, "I didn't expect this couple to have such wealthy relatives. I guess we must not offend them in the future."

As for how he knew that Lin Jianyan was a relative and not a bad guy, it was all up to him to guess. After all, if he was a bad guy, how could he be so polite? Besides, the man opposite him was wearing a fine suit that looked expensive. He was so well-groomed that he looked like a young master from a wealthy family. Which bad guy would dress like this?

Lin Jianyan didn't know what that person was thinking. He got in the car and waited for it to cross the road and turn a corner. He saw a tea restaurant at a glance and also saw Zhang Xiufang working through the glass.

Zhang Xiufang heard the doorbell, put down the tray for the guest, and hurriedly greeted him, "Welcome, please come in, what would you like to eat?"

"Then I'll have a bowl of chestnut pork rib soup."

Zhang Xiufang listened to the familiar voice and looked carefully. She was surprised to see that it was Lin Jianyan. "Ah Yan, why are you here?"

"I came to see you. I didn't expect you to open so soon." Lin Jianyan rolled up his sleeves to his wrists and was about to take the tray from her hand, but Zhang Xiufang dodged him.

"Since you have plans, you must open early and make money early. Hey, don't touch it, don't touch it, there are water stains, don't dirty your clothes. You sit for a while, I'll take this inside first."