Chapter 119 Give It All to Me

"Hui Min, where did these clothes come from?"

"Which ones?" Zheng Huimin walked into the cloakroom and looked up in the direction the person inside pointed. "Ah, these sets were brought by the new boss. He said they were made by someone else and are hung here first. If any customer wants them, they can be sold, so they can be taken out."

"Did the boss have someone else make it?" The man took the clothes off, looked at the pattern from front to back, and rubbed the material with his hands. "This clothes is not bad, the pattern is designed, too. Does the boss have another studio?"

Tang Yuan mentioned the word "studio" several times, and the people in the workshop listened and naturally changed the name to "studio".

"I don't know, but Boss Guo said that the new boss has a keen eye for aesthetics and has worked in related industries. He might have a studio like a small workshop." Zheng Huimin said hesitantly.

"So, are these clothes recorded in the notebook?"

"Remember, the boss said to follow our work process, if she needs to come over to get it, she will let her know," Zheng Huimin said, leaning over to look at the notebook in the other person's hand, "For this customer, these clothes are the right size, you can take them, and I will explain it to the boss if he asks."

"Okay, just consider it as an addition." As he spoke, the clothes were taken off one by one, put into special plastic film, and stacked into the box, and then he went out with the box in his arms.

There is also a person and a detachable clothes hanger accompanying it, which makes it convenient to display the clothes to customers when they are delivered to their homes.

The studio's process has always been like this, and everyone is used to it. With high salaries in hand, they are naturally happy to provide good service to customers.

…

"Mona."

"Amy, you are my lucky star," Mona hugged her tightly, "I sold a lot of the hair bands you gave me, and many people were willing to buy my wallets. You are my best friend."

Tang Yuan smiled and replied, "Of course, you are also my best friend. Today I brought some things for my good friend. I wonder if you are interested?"

"Of course," Mona agreed immediately, "Just take me to see it. I'm sure I'll be interested in what you bring."

As they were talking, Tang Yuan took her to a shabby pickup truck, opened the back compartment, took out a few bags of hair bands and small wallets, and transferred them to Mona's car.

Tang Yuan then took out another bag of clothes and opened it for her to see. He did not quote the price directly, but asked her the price first: "If you want to make money, what price can you give for these clothes?"

"Clothes," Mona said with a little disappointment in her tone, but she still took out a piece of clothing and examined it carefully. After looking at it, she said hesitantly, "Ten dollars or nine dollars should be fine, but I have never done this, so I don't know the exact situation."

"What if I give you seven dollars per piece?" Tang Yuan asked her.

"Seven dollars? Only seven dollars a piece?" Mona looked up, her voice a little shocked.

"Of course, it's only seven dollars. In that case..." Tang Yuan smiled, "You can take them away. Even if you only sell them for eight dollars each, you can still make money."

At this moment, Mona's eyes suddenly showed some interest: "Can I take another look?"

Tang Yuan turned sideways to let her look at the clothes in the car.

When she says "looking", she actually means checking the quality to make sure that the clothes inside are of a quality that can be sold for more than ten dollars, so that she can be sure to buy them.

She herself said that she knew nothing about clothing, but the fact that she was able to directly approach Tang Yuan to purchase hair bands initially showed that she had some understanding of this industry.

And her own offer was ten dollars or nine dollars, which meant that she guessed that if she bought it at this price, she would most likely make money.

Now Tang Yuan has taken the initiative to reduce the price by two dollars. As long as Mona can sell it, she can make an extra profit of two dollars for each piece.

She was moved.

"How many pieces of clothing do you have?"

"It's about 10,000 pieces at the moment, but if we can do this business for a long time, I can get more goods." Tang Yuan promised her directly.

Seven US dollars is thirty-five Hong Kong dollars. Even if she gets a piece of clothing for a dozen Hong Kong dollars, the profit can reach 50%.

"Then you have to give me all this stuff," Mona said, holding a pile of clothes that she had taken out for inspection. "It's seven dollars. You can't go back on your word."

"Of course not," Tang Yuan took the clothes from her hand and put them back into the bag. "There are currently 500 pieces of clothing here. You can sell them first. If you need the next batch of goods, call me in advance."

Although I don’t know how Mona sells her clothes, Country M is indeed big. Selling 10,000 pieces of clothing is just a drizzle in this huge market.

Five hundred pieces of clothing were transferred to Mona's car. She immediately took out three thousand five hundred dollars from her wallet and put it in Tang Yuan's hand.

Before leaving, he reminded me: "We have agreed that these clothes belong to me, you can't go back on your word."

"I will definitely not regret it, don't worry," Tang Yuan put away the cash and watched Mona get into the car, and said sincerely, "I hope you can call me soon, because that means you have sold all the stocks you have."

Mona clasped her hands together and said, "It will definitely sell out quickly."

Tang Yuan watched Mona drive away with a smile, then turned back to the market to continue selling hair bands and small wallets.

Five hundred pieces of clothing are not too many, but not too few either. If this is Mona's first time making clothes, it will take some time for her to develop the market.

There was no news from there in the next few days, and she did not urge them. She just transferred some of the clothes to her game space in advance so that she could take them from the game space whenever she needed them.

During this period, she received good news from Aunt Cao: pearls and shells were available, but she needed to pay in advance.

Tang Yuan did not hesitate and directly took out five hundred yuan and handed it to Aunt Cao, asking her to pass it on to Cao Hairong and Gu Lan. The limit was five hundred yuan, and they could take as many as they wanted. If there were any extras, she could spend more money to buy them.

These days, pearls and shells belong to the buyer's market. Even though they are still rare, the prices are almost impossible to quote. Pearls that are worth one or two dollars are probably exceptionally round.

The same type of pearls are very valuable in Hong Kong, with better quality pearls costing one to two thousand yuan each. This means that an ordinary piece of clothing can be sold for at least two to three thousand yuan if it is inlaid with pearls.

Pearls were also expensive in later generations, but because more and more artificially cultivated pearls were available, ordinary people only had to spend one or two thousand to buy a good quality pearl necklace, which was very different from the market conditions at that time.

…

"What does that man need so many pearls for?"

"Who knows? I don't know either. Just find a way to buy it. This thing shouldn't require a ticket, right?" Gu Lan said to her close friend. "This thing is usually hard to sell, so why not take this opportunity to sell more? We don't know if there will be a store after this village is gone."

"That's true," the friend nodded, "but that... you can help me too. I want to buy some food, but not flour. We don't have the habit of eating noodles. Do you have rice?"

"Yes." Gu Lan agreed without saying a word.

"You agreed so quickly, but I don't have any extra tickets. What if I can't buy one..." my friend hesitated.

"Oh, you really are." Gu Lan reached out and spoke into her friend's ear.

My friend's eyes widened: "The same..."

"Tsk, she's capable," Gu Lan whispered, "It's not necessarily that she wants it, she just wants to help make some connections. You know, someone like her who has good relationships will always have some friends who come to her for help. There were even some who wanted this two years ago..."

Gu Lan made a circle on her wrist.

My friend immediately understood: "Tickets for this thing are hard to find."

"Not only that, the things they want can't be bought even with tickets," Gu Lan leaned close to her friend's ear and whispered three words, "Rolex."

"Wow! This is... this is really a good thing that you can't buy even if you have a ticket," the friend said in amazement, "Then next time you come, bring me... 200 kilograms of refined rice."

"Okay," Gu Lan nodded and stuffed a hundred yuan into her friend's hand. "This is a deposit. You can use it to buy pearls. We can still trade in the car when the time comes."

"Don't worry, I know the place well. I'll ask my parents to look for it," the friend took the money. "If I take too much, do you want it too?"

"Yes, that person has already said that he wants as much as possible," Gu Lan had received a definite answer from Tang Yuan in advance, so she spoke frankly now, "You can also come to me for refined rice in the future. If you need more before the New Year, just tell me in advance and I'll bring it over for you."

"Thank you. We are all workers in my family. It is not easy to buy refined rice. With your help, we can save a lot of tickets. Maybe we can exchange them for a few more industrial tickets and buy a bicycle." The friend said happily.

…

"You're giving me all the industrial coupons? Have you ever thought about buying yourself a bicycle?"

"I don't usually go out, so I don't need to buy a bike," Tang Yuan shook his head, "and...if they come, it won't be convenient for me to ride a bike, so I'd better save the money."

Zhang Xiumei listened to her words with a sympathetic look in her eyes: "You are unlucky too, you have to deal with that family and that kind of father. I guess your father didn't get any good grades this time, and he is making trouble again."

Tang Yuan had never heard of this matter, and he raised his eyes in pretended curiosity.

Zhang Xiumei sighed: "He wrote a letter to the factory, wanting to come back, but the factory had already given him an ultimatum. He chose not to come back, and now he can't come back anyway. Besides, there is only one position for each person, and now the machinery factory is full. There is no room for him. Even the dormitory where he and his wife live is occupied."

Tang Yuan knew about the dormitory matter, but Liu Hongmei still had a father who was a leader in the factory, so she thought she could manage it. But now it seems that the factory doesn't want the two of them to come back.

"I don't know this," Tang Yuan pursed her lips, "Then... can I still stay in the factory and make money?"

"Don't be afraid, the factory leaders are on your side. As long as you don't compromise, no one can make you compromise," Zhang Xiumei patted Tang Yuan on the shoulder, "but you have to stand up and don't be swayed by them. If they want you to make money, you must not agree."

Tang Yuan said awkwardly: "But I made money..."

"Everyone can make money. Your father has hands and feet. If he wants, he can work in the fields to make money," Zhang Xiumei said with some disdain in her tone. "I bully you because I think you are easy to bully. If you give in, you will have to live a life of hunger and coldness and be beaten day and night."

That's the point.

Tang Yuan immediately showed a state of "stress" and fearfully talked about his previous sadness and pain.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Then I won't see them!"