Huo Junshan and Yun Ningyan stayed at home for two or three days before going to the city again.
Fangjie's clothes are not yet due for delivery.
The newly recruited young women go out to set up a stall every day.
They're not familiar with the area yet; they only sell clothes nearby.
Following Yun Ningyan's instructions, they changed into the factory clothes before going.
There will naturally be people who like it.
Although they don't sell many clothes each day, they still manage to sell over a hundred pieces in total.
Another point is that they dare not go out and sell clothes on a large scale.
They were just afraid of being arrested by the Revolutionary Committee.
It's not completely open yet.
They were scared!
They're here to make money, not to risk their lives.
Selling more than a hundred items a day is good.
Upon seeing Yun Ningyan arrive, they all greeted the two of them in a flurry of chatter.
"Sister Yun, Sister Yun, Sister Yun."
Everyone greeted her, but no one dared to greet Huo Junshan.
But there was one person who spoke to Huo Junshan first, and Yun Ningyan remembered this girl.
She looked like Sun Xiaoyu, and she smiled at Huo Junshan: "Hello, Director Huo!"
Huo Junshan nodded and was about to go find Yang Dasheng.
Yun Ningyan seemed to sense something and looked at Sun Xiaoyu, then glanced at Huo Junshan's back with a half-smile.
Yun Ningyan smiled and said, "Your name is Sun Xiaoyu?"
Sun Xiaoyu stopped smiling and looked at Yun Ningyan with a serious expression: "Yes, I am Sun Xiaoyu, and I am the leader of our group."
Yun Ningyan remembered that everyone called her Sister Yun, except for this Sun Xiaoyu, who called her Comrade Yun.
Now it seems that Sun Xiaoyu probably has something in mind.
She shook her head inwardly, unconvinced; any thoughts she might have were futile.
Yun Ningyan went to find Wei Xiangdong to see the bills he had kept.
I can clearly see and remember the bill.
She nodded. Yes, she remembered it very well.
Every day when they went out to sell clothes, Wei Xiangdong would go with them.
Huo Junshan went with Yang Dasheng to discuss business at the factory.
In the past few days, two people have come over and ordered several hundred pieces of clothing.
Some sell them themselves, while others are purchased from suppliers.
Their clothes gradually became famous in the city.
Now many people know about their Huoyang Garment Factory.
Yang Dasheng bought another batch of machines and hired more than forty workers.
Now that there are more orders, we don't have enough workers.
"Brother Huo, look, I've hired more than forty workers and added more machines."
"The speed at which clothes are made is very fast now."
"I think we don't need to go out and sell clothes anymore."
Huo Junshan shook his head: "Retail is also a big source of income. We only sell in the vicinity and don't go out to sell."
Huo Junshan asked, "Have you two been reading in your free time lately?"
"Maybe the college entrance examination will be reinstated next year."
"We will close the factory by next spring at the latest."
"Study hard for a few months, and when you go to Beijing, there will be plenty of places to make money."
Yang Dasheng looked at the factory; it was his life's work!
He could only do this for a year before he had to stop, and his heart was bleeding.
But what Brother Huo said was right; he and Wei Xiangdong would also take time to read in the evenings.
If you don't know something, discuss it with each other.
We can't let Brother Huo leave us behind.
He's determined to keep up with Brother Huo.
"Brother Huo, don't worry, there are still several months left, aren't there?"
"Once we've completed all the orders, we'll transfer the factory out."
As the two were talking, Yun Ningyan came in.
"Huo Junshan, I'm going to call my parents. I was going to call them last time, but I kept putting it off until now."
After the call connected, Huo Junshan and Yun Ningyan chatted for a while before hanging up.
My parents are doing well; Uncle Xiao didn't tell them about that.
After hanging up the phone, Yun Ningyan went to the workshop to look at the clothes.
Huo Junshan, Yang Dasheng, and Wei Xiangdong discussed how the factory should develop in the future.
I didn't go with her.
Huo Junshan and his group were having a great time chatting when someone came over.
It was those salespeople.
"Director Huo, we didn't sell many clothes today. Could you teach us a thing or two?"
Sun Xiaoyu looked at Huo Junshan with a smile.
The smile was self-evident.
Yang Dasheng is a simpleton; he wouldn't be able to tell.
But Wei Xiangdong frowned as he looked at it.
What's going on with this Sun Xiaoyu?
It's not obvious that Brother Huo rarely talks to them.
He spoke first, saying, "If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask later. Can't you see we're busy? Let's go out!"
Sun Xiaoyu didn't move. She stared at Huo Junshan and said with a smile, "Director Huo knows a lot, so we can definitely understand what he teaches us better!"
Wei Xiangdong was speechless. He looked at Brother Huo's expression.
Brother Huo remained expressionless, not even raising his head, still looking at the ledger in front of him.
Yang Dasheng then realized that something was wrong.
He wondered to himself, could Sun Xiaoyu have feelings for Brother Huo?
She'll definitely die a horrible death!
Sun Xiaoyu remained motionless, waiting for Huo Junshan to make a move.
In his view, Huo Junshan was embarrassed to agree because there were outsiders present.
She now finds both Yang Dasheng and Wei Xiangdong to be a nuisance.
A moment later, Huo Junshan said without even looking up, "Get out. This is not a place for you."
In an instant, Sun Xiaoyu's face turned deathly pale.
She was so frightened that she trembled all over and ran out in a panic.
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