Lu Wanqing sneered inwardly, but feigned surprise and said, "Huang Ming, I heard a bad rumor that you brought my custom-made cheongsams to the factory for mass production. Since we've run into each other, let's verify if it's true."
She composed herself and did not immediately escalate the conflict.
Huang Ming's face turned from white to red, and he said, unable to hide his embarrassment, "What nonsense are you talking about? Who told you this?"
"Oh dear, I heard it from Zhou Ling. If you really didn't do that, don't feel guilty. Just take me to the factory to have a look!" Lu Wanqing smiled lightly.
Zhou Ling had followed him before, so she probably noticed something unusual. Logically, this makes sense.
Huang Ming's face, which had been flushed just moments before, suddenly lost all color.
He was also worried that if Lu Wanqing stopped supplying him, the counterfeiting business would have to stop!
Fashion trends in the port city change very quickly. Without a constant stream of new products, orders will gradually decrease, and his source of income will be cut off.
Being a seasoned old fox, he quickly regained his composure and smiled ingratiatingly at Lu Wanqing, "Lu, I know you're cautious and worried that I might make another counterfeit, but don't worry, I, Huang Ming, will never make the same mistake twice!"
"I'll contact the person in charge inside right away and ask the security guard to let us through!"
As Huang Ming spoke, he entered the guard post, and without even asking the gatekeeper, he picked up the phone inside.
His voice rose and fell, and Lu Wanqing could not hear it clearly. It ended quickly.
The gatekeeper greeted him with a smile, "Please come in!"
Lu Wanqing was about to go in, but then she remembered the pack of cigarettes, turned around, took the cigarettes from the guard's hand, and followed behind Huang Ming.
The security guard: "......" I've never seen such a stingy person!
Lu Wanqing followed Huang Ming to a two-story office building. In an office with a sign that read "Deputy Factory Director," Huang Ming bowed and scraped as he entered.
Behind a rosewood desk, a middle-aged man with thinning hair sat in a chair, looking arrogantly at the newcomer.
Huang Mingwei, the deputy factory director, and Lu Wanqing were introduced respectively.
"Lu Zhiqing, the business that Director Cao and I do is just ordinary clothing. You can ask Director Cao to show you around the factory!"
Huang Ming's initial embarrassment had vanished, replaced by a relaxed expression.
Lu Wanqing knew that Huang Ming's phone call just now wasn't about the gatekeeper letting them through; it was a complete tip-off.
However, she wasn't in a hurry. After putting down the snowball, she let Director Cao take her around the factory area.
I visited several garment workshops, but they only produced ordinary shirts and jackets; there were no workshops that made cheongsams.
Just then, a thick plume of smoke suddenly billowed from the roof of a warehouse not far away. Everyone who saw it ran around telling each other to get things to put out the fire!
The warehouse is full of fabric; if it catches fire, the losses will be enormous.
Factory Director Cao had no intention of showing Lu Wanqing around anymore, so he abandoned her and Huang Ming and ran towards the warehouse.
A moment later, Snowball came running over on its short legs and reported to Lu Wanqing: "I just heard someone say that we must not let the cheongsam workshop be affected. The cheongsam workshop should be near the warehouse."
"Go, go find it!" Lu Wanqing commanded it with her mind.
Snowball ran away as fast as it could, and Lu Wanqing, under the pretext of catching it, followed it.
When Huang Ming saw the direction she went, he slapped his forehead in alarm and rushed to find Director Cao.
Lu Wanqing followed Xueqiu and indeed saw a factory building next to the smoking warehouse.
While everyone's attention was focused on the warehouse, Lu Wanqing arrived at the back door of the factory.
Unfortunately, the gate was tightly shut, and she couldn't get in at all.
She had no choice but to take a large pair of pliers from her spatial storage and cut the lock before going inside.
The factory is small, with only a dozen or so machines, but it is clear that the business volume is quite large. The machines and the ground are piled with finished and semi-finished products.
Those were all in the style of Lu Wanqing's cheongsams, but made of ordinary fabric, suitable for ordinary people to wear.
Such a cheongsam costs only three to five yuan to produce, but when sold in Hong Kong, it can be marketed as a celebrity-endorsed item and can fetch at least fifty yuan.
If Huang Ming lets them make a thousand pieces a month, the net profit will be tens of thousands, they'll make a fortune.
Moreover, his greed was insatiable; he had to make hundreds of copies of each style, which made his profits even more substantial.
Thinking of all this, Lu Wanqing put all the unsold cheongsams piled up in the factory into her spatial storage, which numbered probably several thousand.
She left everything else untouched.
She just wanted to see how the two sides would argue if the garment factory that colluded with Huang Ming failed to deliver the goods!
She smiled and left the factory, then found a lock and locked the door again.
Soon, the cause of the smoke in the neighboring warehouse was determined, and no fire had occurred, so the crowd dispersed.
Huang Ming found Factory Director Cao and expressed his concerns. Factory Director Cao smiled knowingly and said slyly, "As soon as you give me the signal, I'll have everyone in that workshop leave and lock the gate. No one can get in!"
Anyway, it wasn't far from the warehouse, so Factory Director Cao took him there to check. Through the glass window, they saw that the warehouse was empty except for the fabric.
Huang Ming was relieved, and when he saw that Lu Wanqing had already left, he felt even more at ease!
"Director Cao, is this month's goods all prepared? I plan to pick them up tomorrow, just in case something goes wrong!" Huang Ming said, and seeing that no one was around, he stuffed a thick wad of yuan into Director Cao's pocket.
"No problem, five thousand sets of clothes, not a single one missing. Send a car over tomorrow!" Factory Director Cao readily agreed.
The two secretly conspired, thinking no one would notice, but little did they know that Snowball had overheard everything.
Lu Wanqing smiled, waiting for the news of the two of them tearing each other apart tomorrow!
When she happily returned to the store, Lin Ye rushed to greet her, "Wife, why are you so happy?"
Lu Wanqing giggled and nudged him, "I'm not telling you! Have you chosen the calligraphy and paintings yet?"
"I couldn't decide which of several to buy, so I just bought them all. Anyway, they weren't expensive; it only cost me a little over ten yuan in total." Lin Ye waved five or six scrolls in his hand.
Lu Wanqing smiled even more charmingly, "Ah Ye is getting richer and richer!"
However, she thought this was a good idea. Money is meant to be spent; if you only earn money and don't spend it, you'll just become a mythical creature that devours others.
People's yearning for a better life is the driving force for achieving wealth.
After leaving the store, the two went to the supply and marketing cooperative and bought some gifts to take to Wu Minzhi.
Wu Minzhi has also given birth to a baby girl, fulfilling her wish. She is currently in postpartum confinement at home. Since they didn't have time to go to the hospital, they decided to visit her at home instead.
However, they also learned the latest news about Qi Wei from Zhang Wei. It is said that his leg wound has worsened and the county hospital can no longer treat it, so his family had to send him back to Beijing.
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