Chapter 41: Pushing others will also lead to being pushed back
On the afternoon of the holiday, Zhuang Chaoying was sent back to the Zhuang family to do hard labor.
Lin Wufeng took his three children to the park.
Huang Ling called the five female workers to her home.
What they told others was that they were learning to knit sweaters from Huang Ling, who was famous for her knitting skills.
When I got there, I saw that Huang Ling was setting up a tea party, with tea, melon seeds, and sugar particles.
Everyone's hearts, which were still hanging in the air, were suddenly relieved.
"Please welcome our model!" Huang Ling shouted to the inner room.
Song Ying walked out gracefully, wearing a fashionable jacket and bell-bottom pants, and walked around the room.
"Sister Ying is so beautiful! Such a beautiful figure!"
"Don't say that! This dress looks really nice!"
Everyone surrounded Song Ying and looked her clothes up and down.
They are all skilled workers who know everything, and everyone immediately becomes professional.
"The back section isn't because there's not enough material, but because it's more of a waist-hugging piece."
"Yes, this little stand-up collar looks smart, and it's stiffened with lining!"
"Professional!" Huang Ling praised.
Everyone sit down and get down to business.
Huang Ling told them that first they would go to the factory in batches to buy processed cloth, then make new clothes according to the samples given by Huang Ling, and deliver the clothes according to the specified time and quality. When the goods were delivered, Huang Ling would pay them per piece.
Processed cloth is defective or damaged cloth produced by the factory, and its price is only one tenth of the original price, and some are even less than that.
In fact, it’s not that the entire roll of cloth is unusable, but the supply and marketing cooperatives in various places don’t want such cloth. Moreover, there is overcapacity now, and the good ones are sold out, so no one wants these bad ones.
Remove the damaged parts and all that remains is good cloth.
The female workers are willing to do it, and apart from time and labor, they do not need to make any financial investment, and it will not burden their lives.
"I do have some rules. First of all, I can't be careless. I can accept orders if I have time, and I can refuse them if I don't. But I can't accept orders and not do them. I must deliver on time. Can you do that?"
"Yes." Everyone nodded.
"Then it's about trust. You should report the amount of material I give you truthfully. It's not about money, it's about integrity. But the reason I came to you is definitely because I have full trust in you."
"Of course, we are not that kind of people." Everyone agreed.
"Third, keep it confidential. I don't need to tell you this, you all understand."
"I understand. Don't worry, Sister Ling." Everyone nodded again.
"From now on, we are in the same boat..." Song Ying continued.
"Tsk, what you said makes it seem like we did something bad." Huang Ling slapped her leg.
"Oh, yes, yes, that's not a nice thing to say. We are in the same boat..."
"Oh, this is not that good! We are close partners! When the policies are relaxed in the future, we can open our own clothing factory and become a 10,000 yuan household! A 100,000 yuan household!" Huang Ling gave him chicken soup.
"Yes, yes, you are really capable! Partner, partner!"
"Buddy, take off the sample clothes you are wearing!" Huang Ling said with a smile.
Huang Ling divided the work, two people were responsible for making coats, two people were responsible for making pants, and shirts were simpler, so one person was responsible for it.
The post-processing such as washing, ironing and nailing was left to Song Ying.
"Sister Ling, can I ask a question?" asked a girl named Liu Chunyan.
"Just ask."
"We don't have any losses, but what if you can't sell your clothes?" It turned out that she was worried about Huang Ling.
After all, Huang Ling paid for the cloth and the wages, so if it was lost, it would be a huge sum of money.
"you......"
"Oh! No rush. Sister Ling, go sell it first. If it can't be sold, we can sell it to relatives during the New Year. At most, it will only cost the capital. No matter how you look at it, it's cheaper than buying it in a department store." Lin Yuanyuan was smart, she answered.
"Yes! Yuanyuan is really smart." Huang Ling said with a smile.
"Well, we have the same goal anyway, to make a lot of money! Eat meat! Buy a TV!" Song Ying continued.
Everyone chatted for a while, drinking tea and eating melon seeds until Lin Wufeng came back.
Lin Wufeng shouted from the yard, "Song Ying! Hurry!"
"Oh! What are you shouting about? It's so scary!" Song Ying walked to the door and asked.
"Electricity, TV! Hurry! Bring the money and the tickets! We are robbing it! Right now!" Lin Wufeng didn't finish his words, but Song Ying understood.
The door was almost pushed open by her, but she turned around and went into her room, found the money and tickets, and rushed out of the yard.
"Ride a bike!" Huang Ling watched the two people run away and called them back.
There was a panic in the courtyard.
Huang Ling first sent away a few people from the extra income team, and then went to look for the children, most likely playing table tennis in the front alley.
She always forgets that she lives in the factory compound and feels uneasy if she doesn't see him. Tuanan is fine, but she is mainly worried about Xiaoting.
When we got there, we found that the two boys had run away, and Xiaoting was jumping rope with a few girls.
It seemed like a conflict had occurred, and Fang Qianqian pushed Xiaoting to the ground.
She is two or three years older than Xiaoting, but is much taller and fatter.
Fang Qianqian was about to run, but Huang Ling stood in front of her, blocking her way with her arms folded.
"Apologize!"
"I don't! It's all Zhuang Xiaoting's fault. She's short, so we lost!"
"You're ugly, fat, and stupid, but our Xiaoting doesn't despise you and even plays with you!"
Who doesn't know how to be a rooster in life?
The girl was surprised. It was probably the first time she heard someone call her ugly, fat and stupid.
"Hey! Huang Ling! Why are you scolding a child?" A middle-aged woman who looked exactly like Fang Qianqian jumped out from the yard next door and supported her child.
"Oh, a mother gave birth but didn't teach her. Of course, don't blame her, blame her mother! Qin Dong, you're ugly, fat, stupid, and can't teach a child, so don't give birth to a child! If you give birth to a child, won't you be teasing her? If you have no manners in the future and go out into society, you'll be scolded and beaten up!"
"you!"
"I'm not apologizing!" Fang Qianqian said with her neck stiff.
"Your mother didn't teach you, but your aunt taught you that pushing people is wrong. If you push someone, you might get pushed back, like this!"
Huang Ling lifted Xiaoting's hands, exerted force, and pushed Fang Qianqian to the butt.
"Huang Ling! You're going too far!"
Huang Ling walked up and pushed her butt.
"Whether it's comfortable or not, I'm different from you. I have my manners. I will apologize. I'm sorry!"
Qin Dong started to curse, but couldn't say anything.
"Oh, you're only that good, your brain isn't even as big as a melon seed, yet you're trying to act like your master and act arrogantly! Just because you have some muscle, you think others are afraid of you. You want to be a lawless street bully, right?"
"I'm telling you, I've been putting up with your daughter for a long time. She's bullied every kid on this street. This isn't the first time she's bullied my Xiaoting. Teacher Zhuang was kind enough to let me put up with it the first time, but I won't tolerate it! Fang Qianqian, if you touch my Xiaoting again, I'll beat you to death with a bamboo stick!"
Fang Qianqian hid behind her mother.
"Let's smoke you too! Let's smoke together with the parents of the kids being bullied on this street!"
When Qin Dong heard this, he took Fang Qianqian back home.
Huang Ling also took Xiaoting home.
"Mom! You're so awesome! Even Fang Qianqian's mom is afraid of you."
Huang Ling touched her head:
"Xiaoting, we don't cause trouble, but don't be afraid of it either! From now on, no matter who it is, if someone scolds you, scold them. If someone hits you, fight if you can win, and run away if you can't. You still have your mother! Mom will help you fight! If you have a grudge, you must take revenge on the same day, don't let it linger overnight!"
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