Li Jinhua was still worried when Lan Guoer said there was no need to send Dong Miao to the hospital! If something happened to Dong Miao today, she couldn't afford the consequences!
"But...but she has fainted, will...will..."
"She just fainted from the pain!"
Lan Guoer explained, and then she and Old Man Tang carried Dong Miao back home.
Although Lan Guoer repeatedly told her that Dong Miao was fine, Li Jinhua was still very nervous and couldn't calm down.
She really couldn't say for sure whether Dong Miao would still give her some fabric and let her continue making clothes after this incident.
That’s several hundred dollars of income this year!
When Dong Miao woke up, the pain in his waist was no longer as severe as before.
While she was unconscious, Lan Guoer straightened her bones and applied medicine to her wounds. The bruises on her face had also mostly subsided.
"Hey, Miss Dong, you're finally awake! Are you hungry? Come! Have some hot porridge to warm your stomach first!"
When Tang's mother saw her wake up, she picked up the rice porridge that had been warming beside her and was about to feed it to her.
"Auntie, I'm not hungry yet!" Dong Miao pushed the bowl of porridge and was quite polite to Tang's mother!
She looked around the room and didn't see anyone else. Apart from Tang's mother and her, only Li Jinhua was sitting on the edge of the kang, looking embarrassed!
"Sister Dong, I'm so sorry! My niece is young and naive, so please don't bother with her. I'll bring her to your house to apologize later!"
Before Dong Miao fainted, his head was in so much pain that he didn't think about these things too much.
Now that I'm sober, how can I suffer this loss in vain?
Now she is doing very well in the town and is considered a well-known figure!
She was even beaten while being ridden on. If she just swallowed her anger and let Li Qinglian go unpunished, then her uncle could not tolerate it, but her aunt could not!
Moreover, if this matter gets out, will she still be able to survive in the future?
Doesn't that mean everyone treats her as a soft persimmon and anyone can trample on her?
"No need to apologize!"
Dong Miao waved his hands and didn't even look at her.
"I'll report the case to the police later. As for how they'll handle it, we'll just have to wait and see what the police decide!"
When Li Jinhua heard that Dong Miao was going to report to the police, she was so scared that her legs went weak!
"this......"
Li Jinhua's voice trembled and she was at a loss!
Although Li Qinglian was the one who did the beating, if it really gets to the police station, won't her mother and sister-in-law make her take the blame?
Even if she didn't go! If Li Qinglian went to jail, how could her mother and sister-in-law let her have an easy time?
Thinking this way, she seemed to have already seen how chaotic the days ahead would be!
"With our relationship as sisters, how could it get to that point?"
Li Jinhua moved closer to Dong Miao and wanted to hold her hand, but Dong Miao dodged her.
Li Jinhua pulled her hand back awkwardly, rubbing her fingers.
"My dear sister, even if I beg you, please don't cause trouble for the public security comrades! So, tell me! What do you think I should do to make you feel better?
As long as I can do it, I promise to satisfy you, isn't that enough? I will never let you suffer in vain! "
Dong Miao's eyes flashed when he saw her confident look.
Since Lan Guoer hadn't looked for her since she came back, she had some vague suspicions in her mind.
The value of the design draft may be just a piece of blueprint in the eyes of the country people who make a living from the soil, but in the eyes of intellectuals and businessmen, it is very different. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a hen that lays golden eggs!
Two years ago, Lan Guoer could already think of selling the blueprints for money. How could she not know the value of this design draft?
Even if she didn't know, what kind of place was Kyoto? It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it was a gathering place for talented people, right?
Lan Guoer has lived there for more than two years, how could she not have learned even this little bit?
She already had a premonition that it would be difficult to get the design draft from Lan Guoer again!
Even if she is willing to continue selling it to her, I'm afraid the previous price will not be enough!
If it was a hundred or two hundred more, she could still accept it! But if it was any higher...
Now, in order to ensure that her styles are not copied by large state-owned factories, she adopts the strategy of hoarding goods, piling up until her capital can no longer support her, and then selling them all at once.
Then, switch to the next style and continue production.
She also knew that this would take a lot of time to design, but as a small individual, she really couldn't withstand the impact of a large state-owned factory!
Once the clothes from the state-owned factories were on the market, they would have an advantage over hers in terms of fabric and price! Even if she wanted to repeat the production, with her own costs, it would still be a huge loss!
Moreover, with her current capabilities, she can only have a backlog of 2,000 pieces at most.
This means that only 2,000 pieces of a style can be produced, and then the style must be changed.
If the design draft increases by another 200 yuan, then her batch of goods will cost her 200 yuan more. Her profit on a piece of clothing is 50 cents. In this way, she can still make a profit of 750 yuan for a batch of goods.
But if Lan Guoer asks for a huge price, she will lose a hundred dollars in profit for every hundred dollars increase!
She also has to bear the risks of inventory and overstocking! That is a bit hard for her to accept.
"Since Sister Jinhua said so, since we've always cooperated, I can choose not to sue the police! I also don't want compensation!"
Dong Miao relaxed and continued,
"You probably know the reason why I came here this time, which is to buy the design draft from Guoer!
I'm worried that Guo'er will be too busy and won't have time to draw more. How about this, you can talk to Guo'er for me and ask her to sell me twenty more copies this time, and I'll pay her one hundred yuan per copy!
If she agrees, then we can put today's matter behind us. We'll have to trouble Sister Jinhua to make more clothes for us in the future!"
Dong Miao took Li Jinhua's hand and asked, "Sister Jinhua, do you think this is feasible?"
Tang's mother naturally heard what Dong Miao said. She was already surprised when Lan Guoer sold a design draft for fifty yuan before. Today, she heard that Dong Miao actually raised the price to one hundred yuan on his own initiative.
Seventy tickets, that’s seven thousand yuan!
Tang Zhan's current monthly salary is only 130 yuan. To save 7,000 yuan, he would need to spend four to five years without eating or drinking.
Her daughter-in-law is truly a golden phoenix!
Although this is true, Tang's mother did not stay in Kyoto for more than a year in vain!
She always felt that Dong Miao was not being very open about this matter! As for what was wrong? She couldn't put her finger on it for a while.
After all, she didn't know much about business.
But she felt from the bottom of her heart that this matter was not as simple as Dong Miao said.
Li Jinhua doesn't have the same awareness as Tang's mother!
When she heard that Dong Miao not only did not pursue the matter anymore but was also willing to let them continue making clothes, she breathed a sigh of relief!
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