Chapter 197: Going to the next level (Part 3)
In the studio, Cai Qingyuan seemed to have lost his soul and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Until Ye Yao's voice sounded in his ears for the third time.
"Uncle Cai?"
"Ah? Ah! Hahaha! Ye Yao, pinch me quickly, let me see if I'm dreaming!"
Cai Qingyuan was so excited that his voice trembled, and he stretched out his hand in front of Ye Yao exaggeratedly.
Ye Yao actually cooperated with him completely and really pinched the back of his hand hard.
"Hiss! It hurts. This is not a dream! Hahaha, Ye Yao, you are really a great contributor to our store. A great contributor! Great..."
"Uncle Cai, calm down. You are almost 40 years old, why are you still acting like a child?"
Although Ye Yao was also very happy, he was at least a hundred times calmer than him.
"Is this something we should be calm about? This is something we should celebrate with the whole store! 6,000 sets, 6,000!"
Cai Qingyuan kept repeating it, and had even calculated the profit of this order long ago.
According to the fabric quotation Ye Yao had given him before, the profit of a set was basically between one yuan and four or five yuan. After deducting Zhou Nan's processing fee, the net profit of each set could reach eighty or ninety cents. This alone made them about five thousand yuan.
With the current production capacity of Zhounan Garment Factory, the quantity of 6,000 sets can be completed in even one month.
Such an order is definitely not a small amount.
And this is not the most important thing. Li Fuqing also promised that next year's summer and autumn clothes will be made by them, which is equivalent to having a long-term meal ticket for the store.
How could he not be excited? How could he not be thrilled? ! ! After all the joy, Ye Yao slowly turned serious. Such a large order would probably be passed on to Rongfu Garment soon. I'm afraid her "situation" would only become more severe in the future.
…
Ring ring ring.
When Ye Yao saw the home number displayed on the landline, he immediately picked up the phone.
At this time, the old lady would definitely not call her unless there was something important.
"Mom, what's wrong?"
"Yaoyao, it's bad, there's a thief in the house."
Zhang Qiufeng's voice was trembling and she was extremely impatient.
Ye Yao's breathing stagnated, and he quickly asked, "What's missing? Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, the money is lost!"
She had already stood up and was ready to go home immediately, but when she heard Zhang Qiufeng's second sentence, she stopped.
"You mean the money in the closet?"
Ye Yao's face tightened. It seemed that the old lady didn't listen to her at all. The money was in the cabinet, and she would definitely not go to look for it if she didn't need it.
She had just taken the money in the morning and the old lady found out. She must have wanted to "lend" the money out without her knowledge.
"Yeah, it's all gone. What's Yaoyao going to do with so much money?"
Zhang Qiufeng was almost crying with anxiety and was at a loss as to what to do.
Ye Yao took a deep breath and told the truth, "Mom, don't worry, I took the money."
After a brief silence, Zhang Qiufeng's complaining words were heard.
"When did you take it? Why didn't you tell me? What are you going to do with so much money? You must not spend it recklessly again!"
After what happened before, the old lady even felt that once the money fell into Ye Yao's hands, it would be spent directly.
"I saved the money. I'll bring the passbook back to you tonight."
Just one sentence and Zhang Qiufeng immediately lost her temper.
Ye Yao had already thought about it, and the family must not keep a large amount of cash. Save it, and then even if the old lady wants to borrow money, it will be impossible.
(End of this chapter)
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