When Liu Huifang saw her husband's expression, she immediately understood. So she spoke up for Lao Zhou: "I think Lao Zhou wants me to work in their cotton textile factory. Isn't that right, Lao Zhou?"
She turned her gaze to her man.
Lao Zhou was very glad that his lover could understand his feelings, so he nodded and continued to add.
"Yes, our cotton textile mill has just established a garment factory. Initially, we only received some domestic orders, but due to mediocre sales, the profit of this garment factory was very low, and it has always been subsidized by the cotton textile mill. However, not long ago, we received an order. It's a foreign trade order.
I didn't carefully check the contents of the order at that time. I just saw that the quantity was not large and the construction period was not short, so I approved it.
However, after work began, we discovered a problem: the order required that any patterns on the garments be hand-embroidered.
Initially, we sought out numerous skilled embroidery professionals to complete the work. However, since these garments were made of high-quality silk, their embroidery skills struggled to meet the standards of the foreign client. "I was just beginning to worry about this," Lao Zhou said cheerfully. "Now that I've seen your skill, I'm like, 'You've saved our factory, haven't you?'"
Yu Meijuan was very happy to hear that she could help the big factory director and make money at the same time. When she was about to agree, she heard Yu Zihan speak.
"Uncle Zhou, I'm glad my mom can help you. But I want to ask a question." Seeing her serious expression, Uncle Zhou also said seriously, "If you have any questions, Zihan, feel free to ask."
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