Chapter 117: Making Money at the Garment Factory

Shen Sangyu's eyes were full of confusion. Wen Qingchuan recalled and said, "I heard that she fell into the water. I don't know the specific situation."

But since she fell into the water, Shen Sangyu's temper has become erratic.

Shen Sangyu's father doted on his daughter and gave her everything. As a result, not only did he not raise her well, but he also raised her to be unruly and domineering.

Wen Qingchuan didn't say this to Shen Sangyu.

Shen Sangyu felt that she had forgotten something, but she couldn't remember anything.

Thinking about it gave her a headache, so she simply stopped thinking about it.

Shen Sangyu rested seriously at home for a week. Wen Qingchuan brought lunch from the cafeteria at noon and cooked dinner himself at night.

After a week of careful care, Shen Sangyu's face regained its rosy color, but she was still thin, and no matter how much Wen Qingchuan took care of her, she couldn't gain weight.

But Shen Sangyu didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her.

She returned to Yanda on Sunday afternoon.

As soon as she entered the dormitory, her roommate asked her about it.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little malnourished."

Shen Sangyu sat on a chair and prepared to drink water, without saying the reason for her malnutrition.

Zhou Miao suddenly realized, "Malnutrition? I said I can't eat your dry mixed rice noodles every day!"

Shen Sangyu: "..."

She looked at Zhou Miao in horror, as if asking how the other party knew.

Zhao Zhaodi on the side also nodded: "Yes, Sangyu, you can eat rice noodles, but don't eat the same thing every day."

Zhao Zhaodi's family used to be poor, and she was also malnourished. The difference was that she had nothing to eat, and she ate sweet potato porridge every day, while Shen Sangyu simply liked to eat the dry mixed rice noodles in the cafeteria, and successfully made herself malnourished.

Shen Sangyu was a little embarrassed by what she said.

Why can't anyone understand her? Dry mixed rice noodles are really delicious!

Shen Sangyu was not only comforted in the dormitory, but also many people came to care about her when she was in class the next day.

What Shen Sangyu on the sweatshirt didn't understand was why everyone in the class knew that she was malnourished because of eating rice noodles?

Shen Sangyu suddenly thought of something and looked at He Huai.

He Huai: “…”

“Everyone cares about you, so I just said something out of curiosity. I won’t say it next time.”

Shen Sangyu: “Do you want a next time?”

He Huai admitted his mistake very smoothly: “I was wrong!”

Shen Sangyu didn’t say anything.

After a while, Qin Duanshan came in to class, and raised his eyebrows when he saw Shen Sangyu: “Hey, you didn’t eat dry mixed rice noodles today?”

Shen Sangyu: “…”

He Huai’s big mouth, give her back the wise and powerful teacher of her previous life!

——Shen

Sangyu became famous.

But the way she became famous was too strange.

Shen Sangyu didn’t dare to go to the cafeteria recently, it was all because of He Huai’s big mouth. Now when she went to the cafeteria and met classmates, they would ask her if she was going to eat dry mixed rice noodles.

Every time there was such a socially dead scene, Shen Sangyu couldn’t help but dig out a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment to live in.

Too embarrassing!

Shen Sangyu didn't dare to show up in the cafeteria, so she asked Zhou Miao and the other two to take turns to bring her food.

There was no class on Thursday afternoon. Shen Sangyu received a message from He Huai yesterday, saying that the clothes in Li Yuliang's clothing factory had been produced and sold well, almost all of them were snapped up at the first time, and Li Yuliang asked her to go and get the money.

When she went to Li Yuliang, it was still a little unbelievable.

That was 18,000 pieces of clothing, how could they be sold out in a short time?

Shen Sangyu went there with a dreamy mood, and Li Yuliang had already been waiting at the door.

Seeing Shen Sangyu coming over, he said, "You're finally here. He Huai told you, we sold all the clothes and pants from the last batch, not a single piece left!"

Transportation is not as developed as it will be in a few decades. Province G is still full of mountains.

That means Li Yuliang's clothes are sold in a few nearby cities at most. They were sold out in just a few days.

Li Yuliang himself felt that it was a dream. He saw that the clothing factory was about to close down, but he didn't expect that it would be revived by Shen Sangyu.

Li Yuliang looked at Shen Sangyu excitedly: "Comrade Shen, according to the contract we signed before, your share is 9,000 yuan. We will produce the second and third batches soon, but it is estimated that when we produce the third batch, other businesses will also compete to design, and the price will be much lower than ours. However, we will sell the clothes to the south in the future, and we will make a considerable profit then."

Li Yuliang was holding a thick bag. Shen Sangyu nodded without counting: "You can arrange it. I will give you other design drawings next month. I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation."

Li Yuliang was about to talk about this, but he didn't expect Shen Sangyu to bring it up on his own initiative, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Next month is good! Our sales should be stable next month, and new styles will stimulate consumption."

Before leaving, Shen Sangyu remembered that Zhou Miao had wanted them eagerly, so she asked Li Yuliang how many to buy.

When Li Yuliang heard that he was buying them for his roommate, he simply gave him three sets.

Shen Sangyu wanted to give him money, but Li Yuliang said earnestly: "Just accept it. Thanks to your design and He Huai's investment, the factory that was about to close down can survive because of you two."

Shen Sangyu was a little surprised: "He Huai also invested?"

Li Yuliang nodded: "The day after we met, He Huai brought 50,000 yuan to me. I also lost that 50,000 yuan. I have money to pay employees and hire experienced pattern makers. I know that if it weren't for your design, He Huai would never invest."

The clothing factory has become a stranger. No matter how stupid He Huai is, he would not invest so much money.

All this is probably because of Shen Sangyu.

After hearing this, Shen Sangyu praised: "He Huai has a good vision."

Li Yuliang nodded: "Yes."

His vision is indeed much better than before.

After leaving the garment factory, Shen Sangyu deposited 9,000 yuan into Wen Qingchuan's passbook. Thinking that she had classes the next day and could still catch the bus back to the military area, she simply went to the hotel to pack three dishes and a soup and returned to the military area to celebrate with Wen Qingchuan.

——When

Wen Qingchuan came back, the lights in the house were on.

Wen Qingchuan's heart skipped a beat, and he had a guess in his mind. Sure enough,

when he opened the door, he saw Shen Sangyu setting the dishes.

Hearing the door open, Shen Sangyu looked up and said with a smile: "You're back, wash your hands and eat!"

Wen Qingchuan stood at the door for a long time, then went to the faucet to wash his hands.

"Why did you suddenly come back today and bring back so many dishes?"

Although the dishes were served on plates, based on his understanding of Shen Sangyu, it was 100% impossible for Shen Sangyu to make them.

"I don't have classes today, and there is a great news. Do you want to hear it?"

Wen Qingchuan knew that Shen Sangyu wanted to share it with him, so he nodded without any hesitation.

Shen Sangyu raised the corners of her mouth slightly and leaned close to Wen Qingchuan's ear.