"Yes, I'm also planning to rent a stall in the mall."
"I think we should go for personalized customization. That way, the profit margin won't be low, and there won't be too much competitive pressure. What do you think?"
"Dad, Hongmei, these are all things for the future. Let's give it a try first."
"Zhao Haozheng, do you think it would be okay to only make women's clothing?"
"Oh? That would narrow the market."
"No, we'll go for the high-end route, and we'll also have Chinese-style clothes. Cheongsams will be very popular. People always ask about my godmother's clothes."
Uncle Zhao, could you ask around in the Chinese community if there are any experienced tailors or anything like that you could find?
“I do know of such a family; Shen Yunfang’s aunt’s family are tailors.”
"That would be great. We could give them some shares to keep them around. That way, we wouldn't need to rent a factory; we only need a warehouse and a shop."
Furthermore, when designing the store, a luxurious fitting room must be included.
“Okay, I’ll go see Shen Yunfang’s aunt this afternoon. They’re not having an easy time. If we give them shares, they’ll work hard.”
The three of them discussed matters related to the clothing factory and boutique, and decided to take advantage of the current lull in their schedules to get things started.
"Dad, I'll go to the service company this afternoon to see which locations are good and we can rent them."
With the father and son working together, they should be able to start operating soon.
Zhang Hongmei thought of the ladies' club again. "No, I'll open it in the old Zhou family house. It's just sitting there anyway." She stood up excitedly.
"Hongmei, what's wrong?"
"I've thought of using Zhou Changrong's house to turn it into a women's club. By the way, Uncle Zhao, does Zhou Changrong still want this house?"
"I don't know. I guess Lao Zhou won't be coming back. He didn't say anything."
"Yes, that's what I think too. Uncle Zhou probably found a wife who's more than 20 years younger than him back in China. They were talking when I came, but I don't know how things are now."
The three of them didn't care about other people's private lives.
"Zhao Haozheng, why don't you go and ask Zhou Changrong's two sons this afternoon and see what they think? If they want it, then we won't do anything. If they don't want it, then you can take care of it. I'm planning to partner with my godmother, Aunt Wang, and me."
Zhang Hongmei thought that sometimes women's gatherings are more likely to reveal information that is not known to others.
"Okay, I'll go ask this afternoon. I reckon they don't want it. They probably went to a service company a while ago and wanted to buy a house."
"Then we should definitely ask. Maybe they're just too embarrassed to ask me to buy it back."
"It's because you're kind-hearted that they bought it all for you, so it's yours now."
"Haozheng, Hongmei did the right thing. But I also think these two children won't want them; they're probably afraid of their mother."
"Alright, I'll leave the outside matters to you. I'm going to discuss this with Aunt Wang."
"Wait a minute, if you open a women's club, will you also open a men's club?"
"We'll discuss this when Carlos and Wyatt arrive. Let's keep the men's club under the company's control."
"Why?"
"Because men's clubs are unsafe. With the two of them keeping an eye on things, nothing will happen."
"Okay, I understand. You should write this plan; my ideas aren't as comprehensive as yours."
"Hehe, I'll only be in charge of the plans for the ladies' club, and I won't even show them to you. The plans for the men's club are yours. After you finish writing them, we'll discuss where you're lacking, isn't that fine? Also, from now on, all our plans will be your responsibility."
After Zhang Hongmei finished speaking, she saw Zhao Hao's aggrieved expression, smiled happily, and went to find Wang Xinyi. Huang Meihua happened to be here today, so they could discuss it together.
Zhang Hongmei was unwilling to get involved with men's clubs because she was afraid of things involving pornography or gambling, so she wanted to hear their opinions.
But I feel like Wyatt might be interested. That guy's a bit of a gossip, which is good. It's also a perfectly legitimate opportunity to meet a lot of people and get information; he won't miss it.
“Aunt Wang, I’m planning to open a clubhouse. The three of us—you, my godmother, and I—will live in the Zhou family’s house.”
"A women's club?"
"It's a place where women can relax and unwind, and it will also involve beauty, hairdressing, clothing, fitness, and games. That's all I can think of for now. I'll refine it more this afternoon."
"Hehe, that's great. I know a lot of beauty and body care tips. I can also make medicinal cuisine."
"Great! You should think of something else you can do. We've prepared everything that ladies usually enjoy."
Was Zhou Changrong's house very big before?
"Yeah, it's about twice the size of our house, plus the yard is big."
"Okay, I'll think about it."
Zhang Hongmei placed her index finger in Ningning's palm, and the little guy chuckled and held on tightly.
"Aunt Wang, isn't it time to take Ningning's 100-day photos?"
"Yes, the date is in three days. Your Uncle Zhao has already contacted a photographer."
"This little guy is getting cuter and cuter. Let's take more pictures and save them for him when he's older."
"That's what your Uncle Zhao said too. Now that we have the means, of course we should leave him with more memories of his childhood. They'll be wonderful memories in the future."
Zhao Hao came over to call them for dinner. After dinner, the father and son went out; there were many things to take care of.
In the afternoon, Zhang Hongmei wrote another love story, but with a tragic ending. Zhang Hongmei recalled the old movies she had watched before, and many of the classic ones were tragedies.
I actually just like comedies. Isn't it better for everyone to be happy? Why make it so tragic? But I guess the people here prefer tragedies.
Once I pick up a pen, I can't stop. This time I'm using a foreign language, which saves me trouble.
I'll spend this afternoon organizing this outline. As for adding details, we'll wait until they decide on that later.
I haven't designed a game for several days, and I think I should take advantage of these few days when I have nothing to do and make one quickly.
Sitting in front of the computer, I typed away on the keyboard. I was in great form today, and there wasn't a single lag. After finishing the design, I thought I should give it a name. How about "Spot the Difference"? It's similar to the one in my previous life. This is probably for kids to play with; I doubt adults would like it.
I closed my eyes to rest, guessing that Annie and the others would be arriving soon.
For adult games, you have to think about it; you'd have to submit at least one game subscription per month. That's a lot of money.
Who doesn't want more money? Of course, the more the better. So I have to work hard and try to earn more money, especially money from foreigners. Just thinking about it makes me feel quite accomplished.
He had already built the villa for Liujiatun; all that was left was to build the road, which he would have to entrust to Zhang Shouyi to arrange.
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