"You designed it, Baozhu. You can actually design clothes?"
Sun Jihong was a little bit unbelieving, but she felt that Qiao Baozhu was not the kind of person who would brag.
"Didn't you say you were an educated youth working on a farm? How come you can design clothes?"
Sun Jihong was full of curiosity and wanted to ask questions, as she always felt that Qiao Baozhu had many secrets that she hadn't told her.
"I met a professor who was sent down to the countryside by chance on the farm and learned some knowledge from her. Later, I bought two foreign picture albums at a scrap collection station. That's how I got the design drawings. It can't be said that I came up with them myself. I just pieced them together."
Qiao Baozhu had already thought of a reason, and Sun Jihong couldn't insist on meeting the so-called teacher, let alone take the foreign picture album in her hand.
Just as Qiao Baozhu had thought, Sun Jihong was only envious for a moment and then put the matter behind him.
"It's your own ability to piece things together. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to figure it out."
Sun Jihong touched the dress happily, and the look on her face as if she couldn't let it go made Qiao Baozhu couldn't help laughing.
"You made this dress, didn't you? Your craftsmanship is really good, and the stitches are very dense. Baozhu, I didn't expect you to be good at needlework."
Faced with Sun Jihong's praise, Qiao Baozhu couldn't help blushing.
She had lived two lives and had accumulated this little skill. In her previous life, in order to save money, all of her ex-husband Zhao Haiyang's clothes were made by her.
Fortunately, I had a sewing machine as a dowry at that time, otherwise my fingers would have been pricked.
"I made only one of these three clothes, and the remaining two were made by my mother."
As the two little girls Wei Hong and Wei Fang lived in her house, Qiao Baozhu had no free time to make clothes, so she took the dress to her parents' home and asked her adoptive mother Bao Huihua to make two identical sets.
Bao Huihua worked in the cafeteria during the day and stayed up late after work, and spent three nights making the two dresses.
"You will be at work tomorrow, and this set of clothes will be your 'work clothes'. If a customer comes to ask you, just say you are helping to buy it for them."
Sun Jihong was stunned: "Delegate purchasing? This term is quite new."
"I only have two unused dresses. I will work overtime with my mom tonight to try to make another one."
"If they sell well, I'll find someone to make them when I get home. I'll try to get you a few more in five days."
In five days, you can make several dresses? With such a large workload, you need five people.
But this is not something Sun Jihong should worry about, so she simply doesn't bother to ask.
"Baozhu, this red dress is beautiful. But I think it might sell better if it were made into a blue one. Red is too bright, and most people would be embarrassed to wear it out."
Qiao Baozhu thought so too. The young girl saved some of her food rations for beautiful clothes.
As for those middle-aged women who have a certain status in the workplace and are around 40 years old, their husbands are successful in their careers, they have happy families, and most importantly, they have saved a lot of money.
They are not only willing to dress themselves up, but also willing to dress their daughters up beautifully. They are Qiao Baozhu's real big customers.
"You're right. I'll go buy some royal blue fabric in a bit. But I didn't see any royal blue fabric when I was at your new workplace just now."
Qiao Baozhu originally thought that thanks to Sun Jihong's convenient work, she could give priority to choosing good-looking fabrics.
"Have you forgotten what I do? I've been a salesperson for so many years, and I've been eating for free?"
Sun Jihong smiled coldly: "It's just that old woman Fei Xia who is short-sighted and keeps staring at a few colleagues all day. My second brother from my mother's family is a buyer at the supply and marketing cooperative. I'll take you to him later."
Qiao Baozhu knew that her sixth sense was correct.
When she first met Sun Jihong, Qiao Baozhu felt that the boss behind Sun Jihong was quite powerful.
Unexpectedly, her second brother was actually a purchasing agent for the supply and marketing cooperative. Qiao Baozhu wanted to recruit him into the group immediately.
Fortunately, reason overcame impulse, and even if I wanted to recruit someone to join, the other party had to take the initiative to speak up.
Both of them are action-oriented and set off immediately after saying they were going to find someone.
Sun Jigang was sitting in the office drinking tea when he saw his sister push the door open.
"Jihong, why are you here at this time?"
When Sun Jigang saw his sister suddenly rush in, his heart skipped a beat and he had a bad feeling.
"Did your mother-in-law's illness relapse? Or did you two have a quarrel? You are not at your post at this time, why are you running around?"
Sun Jihong was scolded by her second brother before she even opened her mouth. Qiao Baozhu was still around, which made her feel extremely embarrassed.
When she thought about how she was ostracized and ridiculed by her colleagues at work and how her own family members didn't care about her life or death, Qiao Baozhu couldn't stand it and spoke up for her.
Sun Jihong felt extremely aggrieved and tears rolled down her cheeks unconsciously.
As soon as his sister started crying, Sun Jigang panicked.
He hurriedly came out from behind the desk, walked in front of Sun Jihong, wiped her sister's tears, and asked anxiously: "What's wrong? What happened?"
"Hey, tell me quickly. Who bullied you?"
It would have been better if he didn't ask. The more Sun Jigang asked, the more aggrieved Sun Jihong felt.
Being excluded by colleagues at work, the financial difficulties at home after my mother-in-law fell ill, the unfamiliar environment of the new company, and the fear of future life.
All this had been weighing on Sun Jihong's mind for too long, and the concern of her loved ones allowed her to vent her emotions all at once.
"Wow, second brother, they all bullied me and laughed at me. They even transferred me away..."
Sun Jigang didn't hear clearly what his sister said before, but he heard the last sentence clearly.
"You were transferred away? Where were you transferred to? Why didn't the head office go through this big thing?"
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