"Hmm, I heard that drawing this picture can make money."
As he listened, Song Laoda shook his head, and after a while, he turned back to look at Liu Pianran and sighed.
"Ten thousand orders, she received ten thousand orders so easily, including exclusive custom orders. This woman is really capable."
Liu Pianran's expression was rather unpleasant.
Last time, Boss Song promised to give her a thousand worth of goods for free, but there was a price to pay.
So, Boss Song took her to a few clerks, where she drank with them and used her beauty to seduce them. For two days in a row, they drank at night and enjoyed tea during the day. She was even touched and hugged by them, which finally secured an order worth five thousand.
Boss Song calculated the commission for the 5,000 orders. Winter clothing prices are generally high. If each set is wholesaled at 30 yuan, 5,000 sets would be 150,000 yuan, and 5% would be 7,500 yuan.
He gave Liu Pianran a thousand yuan, and in a few days he earned seven thousand five hundred yuan for her. No matter how you look at it, it was a good deal.
Just as she was feeling happy, she suddenly heard a familiar voice from next door. Before long, she recognized Ji Xia's voice. The man next door had placed an order for 10,000 yuan.
Song Laoda suddenly felt a bit uneasy. He had gone to so much trouble, even using his honey trap, yet his orders were only half of what others got.
He retorted to Liu Pianran with displeasure, then suddenly asked, "I heard you stole Ji Xia's fiancé a few months ago. What's wrong with him?"
Liu Pianran was very unhappy, but her mood suddenly improved when Lin Haodong was mentioned.
She gave Boss Song a charming smile and said, "Brother Song, my man is a lecherous scoundrel. How can he compare to your discerning eye and foresight?"
"But, Brother Song, you said she makes money from drawing pictures, how much does she charge per picture?"
Old Song pondered for a moment and shook his head: "I'm not very clear, but I think it's at least a few dozen yuan. Not to mention more, a single drawing can earn the factory several thousand or tens of thousands of yuan, so twenty or thirty yuan a drawing isn't much."
Now they're even taking orders; there might even be bonuses.
Liu Pianran stared in surprise. A picture costs twenty or thirty yuan. If she paints twenty pictures a month, wouldn't that be five or six hundred yuan?
This is much easier and more profitable than her setting up a street stall in the cold wind, putting on a smiling face for a bunch of country bumpkins, and talking until her mouth was dry and her throat was sore every day.
No, Lin Haodong and his mother have to find out about this. Let them regret it!
Now, just thinking about the regretful expressions on her mother-in-law's and Lin Haodong's faces makes her feel happy.
After waiting quietly in the teahouse for another half hour, until the people next door left, the two paid and left the teahouse.
After leaving the teahouse, Ji Xia and Chen Qiuyu saw off the Su sisters and Hu Bin, then met up with Liu Xiaogang, who was buying New Year's goods. Just as they were about to go home, someone called them back.
Ji Xia and Chen Qiuyu turned around and said, "Brother Song, what a coincidence, you're also in town buying New Year's goods?"
As for Liu Pianran, she was completely ignored by the two of them.
Brother Song chuckled and waved his hand: "No, we prepared the New Year's goods a long time ago. We're here today because there's something I need to discuss."
Ji Xia tilted her head suspiciously: "What is it?"
"Regarding the orders, Comrade Ji, you said last time that your factory would accept the orders we brought back?"
As he spoke, Boss Song waved the order in his hand: "I placed two orders with several people in the city these past two days, totaling five thousand sets."
"Order?"
Ji Xia glanced at Liu Pianran beside her, unable to understand why she was with Boss Song, and why he was even bringing up clothing orders in front of her.
But even if she knew, it wouldn't matter, since the workshop was preparing to close for the holidays anyway.
After taking the order and looking at it, Ji Xia was dumbfounded. The Lucky Star series? Ordering winter clothes at this time? By the time they are delivered, it will be two months later. Who will still be buying winter clothes then?
This is ruining her reputation. Several thousand sets are no small matter. If they sit in the warehouse until the end of the year, they'll become outdated.
Rubbing his head, Ji Xia smiled helplessly: "Brother Song, let's find a place to sit down. There are some things I need to explain to you."
The group then went to a teahouse and ordered some snacks for Liu Xiaogang and Liu Pianran, who were starving. Ji Xia also asked for a private room.
"Brother Song, I'm sorry, we can't process these two orders right now."
The three entered the private room. Ji Xia smiled apologetically, but Boss Song immediately frowned: "Why can't we do it? You clearly said last time that you could produce the orders I got."
"Brother Song, you have to understand. We're on holiday for the Chinese New Year now. Once we resume work after the holiday, we won't be able to produce winter clothes anymore."
She explained the garment factory's process to Boss Song, from design, finalization, pattern making to orders, and then to sales and trends, which required at least two months in advance, and of course, orders had to be placed a quarter in advance.
Perhaps at this time, most people don't know what "popular" means, but that's okay. In a couple of years, they will naturally know.
Moreover, she suspects that the trend in this life might have come earlier than in the previous life.
After listening for a while, Boss Song said, "So, we can only order spring clothes now?"
"Yes, if you need it, we can give you a design rendering so you can recommend it to others."
She showed the new design renderings to Boss Song, who immediately became interested: "Can you give them to me now? Those two friends shouldn't have left yet; I'll go find them right away."
Ji Xia was somewhat reluctant, but then she thought that if Boss Song was willing to run orders, Chen Jing wouldn't have to worry about orders when he went to the capital with her in the future.
After considering it for a while, Ji Xia put away the last few Chanel-style design drawings and handed him the twenty new designs.
Since the design drawings and sample drawings are in her hands, she can just go back and redraw a rendering.
Song put away the design drawings with satisfaction, then looked at the Chanel-style designs in her hand and her eyes lit up: "What about these? Can I have all of these?"
Ji Xia shook her head and refused, explaining that these five designs were custom-made and could not be mass-produced.
Boss Song had overheard everything from the other side of the private room, so he had no choice but to give up.
After explaining the order issue, Ji Xia asked with a puzzled smile, "Brother Song, is this Liu Zhiqing your woman now?"
Chen Qiuyu couldn't help but feel a little disdainful. This woman was really charming; even after getting married, she was still flirting with other women.
Old Song smiled dismissively: "Actually, no matter who it is, if used well, it's a good knife."
He paused for a moment and chuckled softly, "With her help, getting orders will be easier."
Ji Xia immediately understood that Liu Pianran was indeed making the most of her abilities by using her in this way; this woman was very suitable for public relations.
Lin Haodong's head, however, was greener than the Hulunbuir Grassland.
What does this have to do with her? This is Lin Haodong's retribution, Ji Xia thought to herself with a smirk.
After seeing off Boss Song, Liu Pianran, Ji Xia, and Chen Qiuyu, Liu Xiaogang returned to the county town satisfied with several orders.
It was already the 25th of the twelfth lunar month. Ji Xia and Chen Qiuyu had just returned to the workshop when they heard a cheer coming from inside.
What's going on? What are they doing?
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