Chapter 477
Father Qin heard what she meant and knew she had made up her mind, so he stopped trying to persuade her: "Just know what's going on in your mind."
"Okay, let's go back to the house." Ying Sisi greeted him, and she and Qin Yanci took the child back to the backyard. Halfway there, she asked Qin Yanci to get the child's pillow and clothes for changing.
The child's mood stabilized: "Mom, I'm fine now. I can sleep by myself."
"You adjusted your mindset so quickly, you're amazing."
The child nodded vigorously: "I'm fine." On the way back, her father promised her that as long as she could sleep independently, he would take her to the movies once a month.
Ying Sisi: "Okay, come over if you're scared."
"Um!"
“.”
Ying Sisi helped the child take a bath, sent him into the room, and waited until he closed his eyes and his breathing became even before leaving.
Return to the room.
Ying Sisi sighed softly, "Our Qing'an has had a very difficult life. He's always being targeted by this or that."
Qin Yanci: "This is Old Qin's fault. If you had listened to me earlier and driven that teacher away, nothing would have happened."
"You have to have a reason to kick someone out. What reason did Dad give you? Did he say the teacher was trying to please you?"
Qin Yanci: “.”
Ying Sisi: "Qing'an will not be allowed to go to school tomorrow morning. Follow me."
"Why not follow me?" Qin Yanci said, "I have more free time than you."
"Alright."
The two of them discussed Zhu Qing'an's whereabouts and packed up to go to bed.
The next day was Saturday.
After class, Ying Sisi went to Nancheng Shopping Mall to check the sales of clothes.
I just arrived at the office and met Director Ye.
He greeted her with a smile: "Xiao Ying, you're here. Come and sit down. You came to ask about the clothes. I was just looking for you. The clothes are selling very well. They were sold out in less than half a day after they were put up.
Fifty sets of each, same style and size. Delivery within a week."
Ying Sisi was secretly delighted. When she asked the other party to sell it, the selling price was two dollars and fifty cents.
There are twelve styles, fifty sets of each. Based on the shipping price, the profit is fifteen hundred.
If she can successfully negotiate with a garment factory to do OEM, and is confident that she can control the cost within 500 yuan, then she can get a net income of 1,000 yuan, which means she will be really rich!
She said, "A week might be a bit tight. Please wait for my news. By the way, I want half of the deposit."
"You're asking for money before you even see the item." Director Ye said angrily, "You're obsessed with money."
Ying Sisi: "It's not about the money. The garment factory is not under my control. As the middleman, who would listen to me if I don't take the money back?"
Director Ye looked at her and smiled knowingly: "I understand. Tell me honestly, as a middleman, how much can you get?"
"I don't earn a penny from helping my friend." Ying Sisi spoke with incredible sincerity: "Even for the shampoo, I also get a fixed salary."
Director Ye only listened; he didn't believe she wasn't making money. "You're a girl, running around all day. Aren't your family urging you to get married? Is there a suitable partner? I can introduce you to one."
"Okay, I require him to be from a wealthy family, tall and handsome, and a college student."
Director Ye: "It's difficult for me." Which college student would want a wife who works in sales?
This daughter-in-law is pretty. I don’t have to worry about other people’s gossip when I marry her. Does she earn her salary by exchanging her sex for her?
Ying Sisi: "It's not difficult for you at all. Only someone like you is worthy of me."
Director Ye: “.” You’d better stay single.
Ying Sisi stood up and said, "I have something else to do this afternoon. Please consider the deposit for the purchase. I'll be leaving first."
"Hey, wait a minute." Director Ye said, "I didn't say I wouldn't give it to you. Your deposit is quite a bit, so I have to apply for it."
"The deposit for the hair growth cream isn't much less than this. You gave it to me right away. Why are you dragging your feet when it comes to the clothing?" Ying Sisi said, "How long will it take to apply? If it's too late, I can find someone else."
"Come over tomorrow morning and I'll give you an answer."
"Okay, let's make it a deal." Ying Sisi left the office, walked out of the mall, came to the parking lot, sat on the back seat of the bicycle, took out a notebook from her handbag and started reading.
There are two small children's clothing factories in the west of the city, but their performance is not good, so we can negotiate with them.
After planning.
She looked over the plan again and rode her bike over there.
I gave the security guard two packs of cigarettes, and he told everything.
For example, there are a total of twenty people in the factory, including the factory director.
When the business is good, I can get a salary of 130 to 140 yuan a month.
Since last year, the factory has been going downhill. Now we only work half a day and have not received wages for two months.
Ying Sisi: "How is your factory's output?"
"About a hundred a day."
Ying Sisi: “.” The efficiency of the assembly line is still so low, it should be closed down soon.
The aunt who made her clothes only worked half a day, but even then she still found time to make three sets of clothes for her. She chatted with the security guard and learned that half of the factory employees were either relatives of the neighborhood leader or the brother-in-law of the district leader.
They come in through the back door and do no work, just get paid.
Ying Sisi couldn't afford to waste any more time, so she said goodbye to the doorman, crossed out the address of this house, and went to the next one.
There are only ten people in this factory, but the factory building is twice as big as the previous one.
The reason for the poor business can be seen from Ying Sisi's observations after entering the factory.
The workmanship is okay, but the style is too old-fashioned and the fabric is not mainly the popular Dacron.
Instead, it is similar to the polyester work clothes worn by adults.
Nowadays, conditions are better and adults are willing to spend money on their children.
Such coarse materials can be sold in the county town in the countryside.
After she had inquired about everything, she found the factory manager, exchanged a few words with him, and explained her purpose.
"Consignment processing? Are you selling it privately?"
Ying Sisi: "I have a factory and won't come here anymore. Are you willing to take my order? You have ready-made fabrics, and I can choose which one to use. I'll also provide the styles, and you'll be responsible for the sample production. Seriously speaking, I'm just buying the goods from you."
The factory manager thought for a moment and said, "I can accept it, but how do I settle the bill?"
"You should charge me the same as others do when they buy goods." Ying Sisi said, "I urgently need 600 sets of children's clothing. If you think it's feasible, I'll charge you a certain amount for each set. Let's sign a document. After you sign and stamp it, you can come with me to get the money."
When the factory manager heard that he could collect the money immediately, he agreed immediately.
"Here's the price list, take a look."
Ying Sisi scanned the lines one by one.
Cotton, linen, silk, polyester and so on.
Prices vary, but the most expensive set is less than one dollar and fifty cents.
She tried the fabric again, and it was even better than the ones she had bought: "The price is acceptable to me."
Upon hearing this, the other party began to write a document, adding their own requirements to Ying Sisi's request. For example, the factory was not allowed to use the styles she provided. If the workmanship was not up to standard, it would be returned without any conditions. For example, the labels on the clothes had to be named by her.
"No problem. Six hundred sets, at 70 cents per set, that's 420 yuan. The deposit is half of the total amount." said the factory manager.
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