Chapter 483 Selling Other People's Things for Money
She didn't know whether her sister regretted it later, but she knew that she regretted not being nicer to Cheng Hui.
"I will make all your clothes from now on!" Bian Xiumei regretted it after saying it...
She looked at the clothes on Cheng Hui. The style was novel and crisp. They were definitely made by a good tailor. She might not have the skill.
In fact, she is better at making cheongsams. She has liked it since she was a child and learned it from the tailor at home. Since she was a child, she has only made clothes similar to cheongsams or children's clothes.
But Cheng Hui needs a suit more now, but she doesn't know how to wear one.
Cheng Hui didn’t know yet that she could make cheongsams, but she knew that she could make children’s clothing. She had seen the confiscated clothes when she was a child, and they were really beautiful.
And what Cui Pan wore since he was a child, although they were all modified from old clothes or had patches, Bian Xiumei was able to make the patches very cleverly, even artistically. Cui Pan had never been ridiculed for wearing patched clothes, but was only envied and imitated by his classmates.
Cheng Hui's heart moved: "Aunt, maybe I can arrange a better job for you?"
"Oh? What?" Bian Xiumei asked curiously.
"I'm actually the deputy director of a garment factory." Cheng Hui said.
Bian Xiumei......
She had heard Song Eva talk about some things about Cheng Hui these past two days and was extremely surprised to learn that she held several positions and was the director of several factories.
Didn't expect there would be one more?
Cheng Hui asked Song Yiwa: "Has the clothing factory in Harbin called again?"
"No, no one told me." Song Eva said.
"Keep an eye on the garment factory and ask them if the pajamas are ready. If they are, please ship them to me." Cheng Hui said.
"Okay." Song Eva said.
Cheng Hui said: "I want to set up a branch of Harbin Garment Factory in Beijing... I don't know if it will work."
She was actually talking to herself because the two people opposite her could not give her any advice.
For a factory to set up a branch, it must be strong enough, have too much business to handle, and also have the need to expand to the capital.
Harbin No. 1 Garment Factory does not have these points, so her idea of opening a branch factory cannot be realized.
"Then let's open an office!" Cheng Hui said, "Contact Wang Song and ask him to come with the pajamas. Come over now and make as many pajamas as you can. If the remaining materials are not finished, we won't make them. Bring them over and make them here."
"Okay!" Song Eva said happily.
She is not satisfied with being a personal secretary, she wants to be a professional secretary. Now Cheng Hui is giving her opportunities to get involved in official business little by little, so of course she is happy.
Cheng Hui said to Bian Xiumei, "Once the clothing factory's office is established, you can go there to work as a designer. How about that?"
Bian Xiumei was so excited that she was a little at a loss: "Designer? Can I? I have never been one. I don't know how to make modern clothes. I don't really know how to make them. I don't understand the beauty of western clothes, but cheongsams are not allowed to be worn nowadays. I can't do that!"
Cheongsam is a feudal relic.
No one would make a fuss if an old lady wore a gown with a slanting collar, but if a young woman wore a tight cheongsam on the street, she would be arrested.
"It's too early to talk about making clothes now. After all, we are just an office." Cheng Hui said, and it was an office that had only been established for one minute.
"But you also have something to do." Cheng Hui said, "Go to all the clothing factories in Beijing, get their drawings, and collect and organize some classic styles.
"It's not enough to just collect the blueprints from the capital. We also need to collect blueprints from garment factories across the country, and then compile them into a book called '1973 Clothing Encyclopedia' and sell it..." Cheng Hui laughed, "Hahaha, that's what we'll do!"
After finishing the ones from 1973, we can still sort out the ones from 1974. After finishing the ones from 1974, we still have the ones from 1975!
New products every year!
Or making money from other people's things.
Song Eva and Bian Xiumei were already dumbfounded. Is this even possible?
"Of course!" Cheng Hui said, "The task of organizing it is now up to you!"
"Can I, can I do it?" Bian Xiumei asked, but there was light in her eyes.
Clothing is an area that she considers herself to be good at, and what she needs now is not design, but just organization.
It's not like she's illiterate, and it's not like she doesn't know how to deal with people!
She was just tortured for these 20 years and her wings were broken.
But now, she feels her wings are fine again.
"Let's go to the capital first. I'll let Jiang Quan drive you there every day. Then I'll let the higher-ups give a heads-up and see who dares not to give you the money." Cheng Hui said.
She spoke arrogant and domineering words with a calm expression.
Finally, she realized the little benefit of not having patent rights and being able to "steal" other people's things.
Of course, if others hide good things from her, then she won’t give them to them, because she won’t like them anyway.
Bian Xiumei's heart was completely revived, and the next day she took the initiative to ask Song Yiwa to take her shopping for clothes.
Because of time constraints, she could only buy ready-made clothes, but Bian Xiumei didn't really like these clothes, so she altered them herself.
She said she couldn't make Western-style clothes, but that was actually a bit modest.
The originally baggy clothes became beautiful instantly after she modified them.
She is also good at matching. She matches the collar of her white shirt with a small silk scarf she made herself, which instantly makes the look more classy.
The use of this small silk scarf is common in later generations, but it is almost unique now. At least Cheng Hui has never seen it on anyone else.
Song Yiwa immediately looked at her differently: "Wow! Aunt Xiumei, I didn't expect you to be so good! Just based on this skill, you are definitely an excellent designer!"
Bian Xiumei smiled immediately, with a different light in her eyes, but she was still a little unconfident: "Really?"
Cheng Hui gave a thumbs up and said, "It's absolutely true! Just wait, I will order a batch of silk from the south and make it into small scarves like this. This will be the first sales of our office. It will definitely sell like hot cakes."
"Really?" Bian Xiumei was surprised and worried: "Then you should buy less goods, what if you can't sell them..."
"Don't worry, you are only responsible for the design, and I will make the other decisions. The victory or defeat is my responsibility, not yours." Cheng Hui said.
Bian Xiumei felt a little more at ease.
Song Yiwa was also very excited when she heard this. She reported her work: "I called Director Wang yesterday. He said he would load the goods onto the truck today and it would arrive tomorrow."
"Okay, if I'm not at home at the time, you can receive me." Cheng Hui said.
The first group of lawyers should arrive tomorrow, and she will basically have no other time in the next few days.
Cheng Hui looked at Bian Xiumei. Her clothes were well matched, a white shirt and black trousers, quite ordinary, but they were saved by a silk scarf.
It's stunning, but it's not quite there yet.
Because Bian Xiumei didn't wear any makeup.
"Come, auntie, let me put on some makeup for you." Cheng Hui said.
"No, no, no, that won't work. People will gossip about it." Bian Xiumei said.
"No, I'll put on some makeup for you that no one else can see." Cheng Hui said.
Bian Xiumei...I can't tell what she's putting on makeup?
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