Good intentions lead to nothing.
In order to prevent the two women from going on strike, Wan Feng had to sing another love song "Thank You for Your Love"
Don't ask me how many people I've loved in my life
You don't understand how deeply I'm hurt
It's always cruel to open the wound
I advise you not to be a fool
…
I dare not think about it and shouldn't thank you for your love again
I have to exist like a speck of dust
It will still bring you harm
I dare not think about it and shouldn't thank you for your love again
I have to exist in your future
I'm most afraid that this will bring you the greatest harm
After the song was over, the two women were still silent, as if they were still immersed in the song.
"It's so beautiful. There are such beautiful songs." The two women praised in unison, and Luan Feng's eyes were watery again when she looked at Wan Feng.
but…
"How many people do you plan to love in your lifetime?"
Just as Wan Feng had expected, something unexpected happened.
"It's time for you to take a break now, right? Go to sleep!" Wan Fengyi roared.
"Then you have to sing two songs for us from now on, just for us and not for anyone else."
If this request was made by Luan Feng, Wan Feng would have refused without hesitation. He was ready to use the recorder against him.
But when Jiang Min proposed it, he felt embarrassed to refuse.
"F**k, you've really turned bad! Seriously, I'm saying this sincerely, okay! I can sing for you later if I have time."
The two women cheered, then lay sideways face to face, poking me and me poking you.
Is there anyone who rests like this?
But they didn't poke for long, and after a few minutes they both started snoring softly.
Looking at the two women taking a nap like two cats, Wan Feng shook his head.
Is it necessary to work so hard?
Wan Feng pulled out a piece of white paper from under the kang mat, spread it on the kang and began to draw clothing patterns.
In the early days of reform and opening up, the clothing industry had the most startups, and this industry was also the first to export and earn foreign exchange, or even earn a lot of foreign exchange.
Therefore, this industry had a prosperous period of at least more than ten years. Since 1985, dozens of garment factories have been established in Bohai City. Most of the girls from commercial grain-eating families in various counties and cities in Bohai were recruited by these garment factories. Later, Bohai City also held a fashion festival.
Wan Feng regards this industry as the cornerstone for making his first fortune, so naturally he has to draw up a good blueprint for its development.
In the early days, as long as the clothing could ensure to lead the style trend, there was no possibility of failure to survive. Before 1985, as long as he could maintain this momentum, he would not worry about not being able to dig up the first pot of gold.
Style is precisely his greatest advantage. Even if he didn't deliberately remember the styles that were popular in his previous life, just a few of them would be enough for him to squander.
As winter was approaching, the clothes he drew were naturally autumn and winter styles.
But as he was painting, Wan Feng stopped writing.
In a few days it will be the sweater season, and the sweaters people wear at this time are all hand-knitted, which is impossible to supply to the market.
If we can buy a knitting machine, can we supply it to the market?
I remember there was a Panda brand knitting machine, which seemed to be made in Nanjing. I wonder if it has entered the market now?
This thought suddenly popped up in Wan Feng's mind and stayed in his mind for a few minutes before being ruthlessly erased by Wan Feng.
Even if I can buy it, where can I buy so much wire?
Go buy it in a store? How much would that cost? Maybe next year.
At one o'clock, the three women with mobile phones went to work.
Luan Feng and Jiang Min also woke up at that time.
"These are two wedding gowns made for two girls from your sister's village who are getting married this winter. They should be made according to your sister's style, in bright red. Here are their measurements and the price. Use good fabric and make them well for them."
Wan Feng threw the size and money to Luan Feng.
"My sister's clothes are not as pretty as hers." Luan Feng sneered after saying that.
"That's great! Your sister will beat you to death when she gets back!"
Luan Feng finally laughed out loud: "I asked her to wear it specifically for my brother-in-law to see, not for anyone else to see, why did she hit me?"
Wan Feng guessed that Luan Feng was just playing a prank on her sister and didn't wrongly accuse her at all.
Now, as soon as she sticks out her butt, Wan Feng can tell what color poop she will poop.
After laughing enough, Luan Feng went into the inner room and took out a clothes rack with a gray suit on it.
"Sister Min and I have finished this dress. What do you think of it? We've been researching it for a long time."
Wan Feng took the clothes rack and looked at it from front to back and left to right.
The suit looks neat and tidy, and looks very real.
Wan Feng thought it would be good enough if they could figure it out, but he didn't expect them to do quite well.
Although the workmanship looks good from the outside, I'm not sure if it will bubble up after being washed with water, as dry cleaning was not available at that time.
"It looks good for now, but I don't know if it will bubble up and break later."
Luan Feng and the others probably don’t know the answer to this question, as they haven’t conducted any water tests.
"Try it on and see if it fits," Jiang Min suggested.
"Suits don't suit me."
He didn't like suits in his previous life, and there was no reason why he didn't like them. He only wore them a few times, and he only remembered wearing them when he got married.
Luan Feng didn't care whether he liked it or not. She took the clothes from the hanger and put them on Wan Feng.
The suit was a little big for Wan Feng, making him look like he was wearing a half-length coat.
"Why does it feel a bit like a monkey in a coat?" Jiang Min made an accurate judgment, and then was hit by Luan Feng.
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