Li Qin didn't expect that although she didn't stay at Grandma Han's house, she stayed at Wei Shufen's house.
Han Tao is Wei Shufen's son, and he always has to go home.
Wei Shufen was quite pleased with herself. This Li Qin was really not stupid; she even knew how to come up with such an idea.
From then on, the two of them would discuss at home how to get Han Tao to obediently return home.
After returning from the old lady's birthday banquet, Lu Wanqing threw herself into her work and didn't think about Li Qin's matter.
She suddenly realized that it had become much easier for her to pick up her orders from the garment factory than before.
Previously, she needed to book a tricycle every two weeks in advance and take it to the garment factory's external department to pick up goods.
At that time, the individual economy was just beginning to emerge, and wholesale markets had not yet been formed. Everyone could only pick up their goods from garment factories.
Without inside connections, you can only wait in line to pick up your goods.
However, after Xu Jin and Meng Hui had dinner, they contacted the external department to have the goods delivered directly to Wenwan Clothing Store, and if there were any unsuitable items, they could be exchanged.
Lu Wanqing's workload was immediately reduced significantly.
Of course, the clothes samples provided by Lu Wanqing were made into finished garments and were loved by many individual business owners. Every time a style designed by her was made, it was snapped up by everyone.
"Don't rush, everyone. First, register where you want to sell your products." The person in charge always says this first thing.
Once everyone has registered, we will give special consideration to individual business owners from other places and sell their goods to them.
"Why won't you sell it to me?" someone noticed something amiss and questioned.
The person in charge spat on the ground with a dark face, "Where do you get so many opinions? The number is limited, so of course not everyone has one."
Individual business owners are all begging the garment factories, so they dare not cause any more trouble and can only silently buy other clothes and leave.
But the man was still not satisfied, so he analyzed who could buy those clothes. In the end, he gave the manager a bribe and finally learned the secret.
“Ah Biao, your stall is in the Dong’an Market area, right? Just stick to your stall. She’s knowledgeable in design, has her own shop, and is familiar with our factory manager. You have no chance of getting her goods.”
The person in charge put the cigarettes in his pocket and said earnestly.
Dong'an Market is a market that has existed in Wangfujing for a long time.
Inside is a market managed by professionals, while outside are small stalls and vendors.
With extra money in hand, people want to improve their quality of life, and setting up a street stall to sell clothes can bring in a decent income.
Ah Biao nodded obediently on the surface, but in his heart he was very curious about Lu Wanqing's shop.
Anyway, it wasn't far away, so he carried his black shopping bag and strolled around the street.
Wenwan Clothing Store is quite eye-catching because of its high-end decor.
He quickly found the location of the clothing store, put down the black bag, and squatted down by the roadside to check the situation.
At this time, Lin Chunhua had already arrived at the store. After checking all the goods in the store, she opened the store for business.
Actually, there isn't much business in the morning, but running a shop is all about waiting. Even if you only make one sale in the morning, you still earn some income.
Moreover, many people going to work in the morning know that business is good when they see the shops open early, and they are likely to stop by on their way home from get off work.
People tend to follow the crowd; once a shop becomes popular, its growth momentum will only increase.
The last time Feng Yu caused trouble in the store, it not only did not affect sales, but it also made the store more well-known. Now, several hundred people come into the store every day.
When there were many people, Elaine Chao would also come to help, and the two of them would count money until their hands cramped.
Of course, Ah Biao arrived in the morning and didn't get to see that spectacular scene.
He only saw the most conspicuous spot, where the clothes he wanted were hanging.
"Damn it, he's been ridden on by a woman." He threw a nearly burnt-out cigarette butt on the ground.
He came to Beijing from the countryside to stay with relatives, but he was looked down upon, which is why he started a street stall business.
Although they had made some money, individuals were looked down upon at this time and still lived a stifled life.
Originally, I thought those few styles of clothing would sell well, and I wanted to stock some to sell, but the garment factory had this rule.
Of course, Xu Jin was also innocent. Fearing that the individual business owners would cause trouble, he went to Lu Wanqing to discuss how to resolve the issue.
"Boss Lu, your designs are selling so well that local small business owners want to buy them too, and it looks like they're about to start a fight!"
Xu Jin deliberately exaggerated the story.
Lu Wanqing smiled calmly. It was already 1982, and it was time for a major transformation in the fashion industry in the capital.
Generally, clothing styles that are popular in Guangzhou will only flow into Beijing a year or two later.
"Mr. Xu, if you make too many of the same style, the market will become saturated. I do have some new styles here, I wonder if you..."
Lu Wanqing deliberately kept everyone in suspense.
Previously, she didn't know how well her clothes were selling, which is why Factory Xu was able to produce them for free when supplying them to her.
Now that the market recognizes her clothes, the collaboration needs to change its form.
Otherwise, wouldn't Factory Xu be making money off her designs for nothing?
Xu Jin was a shrewd man and naturally understood Lu Wanqing's meaning, so he quickly smiled and said:
“Our garment factory’s original styles are indeed outdated. Once your new styles come out, the old styles will be harder to sell. From now on, if you provide me with styles, I will give you a rebate of one yuan per piece, and I will also give you a free order of 1,000 pieces of clothing per month. However, there can no longer be any restriction that you can only sell to individual businesses outside the area.”
Lu Wanqing paused for a moment, her mind racing. The production cost of a garment at Xu Jin's factory was about two yuan. Even with management fees and losses, it wouldn't exceed one yuan per garment. A garment could be sold for ten to twenty yuan. One yuan was not a small amount, but it was definitely not too much either.
"Two dollars, two dollars back for each garment. Otherwise, with so many garment factories, why would I choose to cooperate with you?"
Lu Wanqing showed no mercy.
In reality, as long as her clothes sell well, the garment factory will definitely make a fortune, and this amount of money is nothing at all.
Now it was Xu Jin's turn to lower his head and ponder. After some struggle, he finally nodded in agreement.
His garment factory has turned a profit thanks to the addition of new styles, making it much better off than other struggling businesses.
He had already seen Lu Wanqing's power, so he wouldn't let this cooked duck escape.
After all her clothes were made by the garment factory, Zhao Xiaolan's workload was significantly reduced. She only needed to focus on answering Manager Chen's questions about the dozens of exquisite outfits she would receive each month.
Elaine Chao also had more time to help out at the store.
However, Lu Wanqing's colleague who was selling clothes also had a new idea in mind.
She decided to make a trip to Guangzhou.
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