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Chapter 170
Liang Qiurun was silent for a long time, until the air became quiet and stagnant.
Secretary Chen also realized that he had said the wrong thing. He was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
He didn't understand how a worker could get into such a big trouble.
If possible, Secretary Chen really wanted to slap himself to death, but he couldn't, the words had already been said.
"Um, what, Boss, I want to—" Secretary Chen racked his brains and suddenly had an idea, "I have to pee urgently. I need to go pee."
After saying this, he turned around and ran away without caring about Liang Qiurun's expression.
After leaving the room, Secretary Chen breathed a sigh of relief. "It was too dangerous, too dangerous."
Fortunately, he was smart and reacted quickly. As a result, when Secretary Chen turned around, he saw the leader smiling at him.
Thriller.
Secretary Chen ran away. He really won’t talk so badly anymore.
It's so scary.
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In Yangcheng, after Jiang Meishu and her friends imported 3,600 electronic watches, they were taken to the factory next door that produced harmonicas.
The harmonica is more expensive than an electronic watch. Jiang Meishu didn’t understand the principle, but in the end, she ordered 1,000 harmonicas according to the price of 1.3 yuan.
The size of a harmonica is larger than an electronic watch. One thousand harmonicas were placed in two and a half boxes. They were basically heavy and there was not a single gap.
Next came the frog mirrors. Because the frog mirrors were empty, we couldn't stack too many of them, for fear that they would be crushed in the box on the way back, so we only bought 800 of them. This was also the largest box. He also covered the upper and lower parts of the box where the frog mirrors were placed with straw to act as a buffer.
I ordered a thousand clockwork jumping frogs, which were toys for my children, and the purchase price was cheap, only 25 cents each.
Shen Zhanlie originally planned to only order 500.
It was Jiang Meilan and Jiang Meishu who decided to ask for 1,000. Parents can be stingy with themselves, but when it comes to raising children, parents of any era are willing to spend.
Of course, this does not apply to parents who do not love their children.
Since Jiang Meishu and Jiang Meilan both wanted a thousand jumping frogs, Shen Zhanlie couldn't object. He was just a little worried about how to get the goods back.
Liang Rui was much more straightforward and decisive. "When we get on the train, we'll find a dining car to put the goods there, and we'll take turns looking after it."
The palm-sized space on the hard seat is definitely not enough for them to put the cargo.
Jiang Meishu was a little surprised at Liang Rui's growth. He had only been out for a few days, but the child seemed to be able to stand on his own.
Especially when faced with decisions like this, he is extremely decisive.
"What are you looking at me for?"
Liang Rui touched his face, feeling a little uncomfortable.
Jiang Meishu said with relief, "Look at my eldest son growing up."
Liang Rui, “…”
I don't want to hear that.
After the basic supply of small commodities was completed, Xu Laosan took Jiang Meishu and the others to Gaudi Street to look at bell-bottom pants.
Unlike here, Gaodi Street is mostly full of ready-made clothes. Jiang Meishu was a little surprised. While department stores in the capital still sold fabrics everywhere, in places like Guangzhou, ready-made clothes were already everywhere.
White shirts and red skirts hung on the linoleum walls, and bell-bottoms were neatly arranged in piles on the stalls.
Here you can buy ready-made clothes directly without having to buy fabrics.
"That red dress looks nice."
The V-neck, waist-hugging skirt, fluffy hem, and bright red color make it a favorite at first glance.
Not to mention others, Jiang Meishu, the buyer, took a liking to it at first sight and asked, "Shall we buy some?"
"If we can't sell it, we'll wear it ourselves."
She said with a smile.
Jiang Meilan also liked it. She seemed to remember something. In her previous life, there was a summer when red skirts were particularly popular for a period of time.
It seems to be the kind sold here in Guangzhou.
However, Jiang Meilan hesitated, "Does this red dress come in different sizes?"
"If you want to choose the size, you can just buy the one size fits all. It can be worn by everyone, regardless of weight." The person who said this was a female boss. She was dressed very fashionably, with stylish wavy perms, eyebrows drawn and lipstick. She was wearing a red skirt with a V-neck that revealed her long neck. Her skin was not particularly white, but a healthy wheat color, but it exuded a great vitality.
Jiang Meishu liked it at first sight and said, "I want a size small." Although she was 1.65 meters tall and had gained weight, she lost weight in the hot summer and dropped to about 95 kilograms.
After saying this, she went to see Jiang Meilan and said, "I want a one-size-fits-all."
"Pack two for me separately."
"Besides that." Jiang Meilan hesitated. "How many red dresses do you think we should buy?"
Jiang Meishu asked, "How much is this red skirt? Do you want a cloth coupon?"
The female boss wore sunglasses on her forehead and tied her high hair up, revealing her smooth forehead and slender neck. "Five yuan a piece, no cloth coupons needed."
"I won't hide it from you. The fabric of the red skirt is made of defective cloth. You can feel it and it's not very good. I charge five yuan because the cost is high and the workers' wages are high. And since they don't require cloth coupons, I even used my connections to get it."
This price is indeed high.
Jiang Meishu and Jiang Meilan looked at each other and said, "Less? Let's order more."
"How much do you want?"
To be honest, Jiang Meishu was very attracted by the red dress, as if she knew that it would be a best-seller once they got it back.
A piece of clothing, a piece of clothing that makes people fall in love with it at first sight, it is definitely not just her who likes it.
Women love beauty.
Every woman loves beauty.
This is something that cannot be denied. Jiang Meishu even feels that if she has the ability, she should take as many red dresses as possible.
She thought for a moment, "One hundred?"
She went to see Jiang Meilan, "Is it enough?"
Jiang Meilan, "We need to first check the size of the 100 skirts. If they are too big, we won't be able to take them back."
"This skirt is made of gauze, not Dacron. It won't take up much space if you roll it up." The female boss demonstrated a loading method for them on the spot.
"Look, even if you put ten of them together, there aren't that many."
Indeed, this skirt can be flattened, unlike a harmonica or an electronic watch, which cannot change shape.
"Then we need a hundred. Please pack them for us first. I'll see if we can fit them in a box."
The female boss immediately did as she was told. After putting a hundred skirts in, there was still a shallow layer of space left.
"Full."
Jiang Meishu said.
I stuffed twelve more skirts into the back, but it was impossible to fit any more, so I gave up.
"A skirt like this will definitely have wrinkles when you get it back, but don't worry, just find an iron and iron it flat before selling it."
It was obvious that the other party was a businessman and was much more professional than Jiang Meishu and the others.
Jiang Meishu nodded and asked Liang Rui to pay the bill, which was five hundred and sixty in total.
Clothes are the lowest.
"What about bell-bottom pants? Two dollars and fifty cents a pair." This is fifty cents cheaper than what you get at the stalls outside.
It’s three dollars a piece outside.
"Why are bell-bottoms cheaper than skirts?" Jiang Meishu was a little puzzled. Logically speaking, the fabric used for bell-bottoms should not be much less than that of skirts.
Boss Li, "The material is different. The material of bell-bottom pants is worse than that of skirts."
Seeing that Jiang Meishu still needed a while, Boss Li handed over a pair of bell-bottom pants. "Did you see the color? Dark."
Jiang Meishu hummed, "Is there anything different?"
"In our industry, dark-colored materials are generally waste from dyeing. It would be a pity to throw them away, so we make them into bell-bottom pants."
"This kind of fabric has poor breathability and is relatively stiff, so the cost is lower."
Jiang Meishu understood after hearing this. She touched the bell-bottom pants and thought to herself, these bell-bottom pants are just the jeans of later generations.
I didn't expect the material of jeans to be so poor.
After hearing this, she didn't want to wear them anymore. Compared with the material of cotton pants and cotton-linen pants, the bell-bottom pants were obviously much worse.
She looked down on it, so she let Jiang Meilan make the decision. "Sister, just decide for yourself. I don't want it anyway."
Jiang Meishu has become so picky now that she's been raised by Liang Qiurun that she won't accept anything she doesn't like. Of course, business is another matter.
"We'll need a hundred, maybe." Jiang Meilan didn't care whether they liked it or not. As long as they could make her money, it was fine. "Let me see how much we can fit in a hundred. We mainly need manpower to transport the goods. There's too much stuff to take away."
When Boss Li heard this, he took a puff of his cigarette, exhaled, and then called out, "Qiangzi, come here and help them load the goods."
This kind of physical labor was naturally not her job as the boss. A man called Qiangzi quickly came over to load the jeans. One hundred pairs of jeans were folded tightly together, filling a box. The box wasn't very big, only sixty by eighty.
Jiang Meishu couldn't lift it, so she asked Liang Rui to try. The veins on Liang Rui's arms popped out, and he finally managed to lift the box.
Boss Li, who was standing next to him, raised her beautiful eyes and patted Liang Rui's arm with her slender hand, "Little brother, you are quite strong."
She was born charming and looked enchanting in a red dress. She touched Liang Rui's arm and praised him, which made Liang Rui's face turn red subconsciously.
Jiang Meishu looked at him with a frown, "Boss Li, this is my son, he is of a different generation than us."
Boss Li was a little surprised and raised his eyebrows, "Your son?"
"You are so young, and you have such a big son?"
"No girl, how do you maintain your appearance? Teach me."
Jiang Meishu, "..."
have to.
Liang Rui was not rescued, and in the end he got himself into trouble. Not to mention Liang Rui, when Jiang Meishu left, she was already blushing under the teasing of Boss Li, and waited until she left the Li's Garment Factory.
Xu Laosan explained to them, "Boss Li has been in Hong Kong for three years, so he is a bit unrestrained."
"As you interact with her more, you'll naturally understand her. Although she's a bit unrestrained, she's a down-to-earth person. And when it comes to business, she's very clear on the matter. So, many of us middlemen and vendors are willing to deal with her."
Jiang Meishu was a little surprised. She said, how could there be so many people in this era? It turned out that Boss Li had been in Hong Kong for several years.
"Why did she go to Hong Kong?"
Jiang Meishu was simply curious.
Xu Laosan actually knew. After he moved all the goods onto the three-wheeled vehicle and let Jiang Meishu and the others sit on them, he explained, "He said he was going to Hong Kong University to study fashion design."
"She originally wanted to stay in Hong Kong to develop her career, but then her mother died and her father remarried and planned to give the garment factory to her stepmother, so she came back from Hong Kong."
"Now you can see that the Li Garment Factory has fallen into the hands of Boss Li, and Old Boss Li has become Young Boss Li. From this you can see how powerful she is."
Jiang Meishu's eyes sparkled as she listened, "That's awesome."
"Mr. Li is really awesome."
"A heroine, a role model for our generation."
Li Wenjuan happened to be out smoking to relieve her stress. Unexpectedly, she heard Jiang Meishu praising her. She stubbed out her cigarette, threw it on the ground and stepped on it. Then she walked up to Jiang Meishu and said in surprise, "Don't you think I'm a little too cruel?"
Jiang Meishu's eyes widened, "How could it be?"
"I think you're amazing. You're able to protect yourself and keep your family business. You're awesome, sister."
It was the first time that Li Wenjuan had heard such praise since she took over the Li Garment Factory from her father and kicked her stepmother out of the house.
Everyone was calling her a poisonous scorpion.
Cruel and ruthless.
It seems that only Jiang Meishu praises her for her ability.
Thinking of this, Li Wenjuan's smile grew a little bigger. She raised her hand and pinched Jiang Meishu's face. "Come to me when you want to buy clothes in the future. I'll give you the cost price."
Jiang Meishu was a little embarrassed after being pinched on the face for no reason. Liang Rui next to her immediately widened his eyes and asked, "Who are you pinching?"
"Let her go."
"She belongs to my dad."
Liang Rui saw Li Wenjuan looking at her and always felt that she was not a good person.
Li Wenjuan laughed heartily, looking both heroic and charming, making it hard to look away. "Young man, I don't just want to pinch your mother's face, I want to pinch your face too."
Liang Rui's face flushed with anger after hearing this. He dragged Jiang Meishu away, muttering as he walked, "You rascal, you female rascal."
"Stay away from her."
Li Wenjuan was not angry after hearing this, but smiled instead, "Pretty girl, pretty boy, come again next time."
What does this look like?
Liang Rui almost fell down.
Xu Laosan, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but say enviously, "You guys are so lucky to have gotten a promise from that devilish woman, Li Wenjuan. Her goods are notoriously tough, and she never haggles over prices. She's actually planning to give you the cost price. This is something we wouldn't even dare to think about."
Jiang Meishu was a little surprised, "Boss Li is so powerful?"
"That's right."
Xu Laosan sighed, "Where do you think these bell-bottom pants and red skirts came from? These styles were all designed by Li Wenjuan, and they're all hot sellers. Some say she's made more money than others could make in several lifetimes just from these two styles."
Jiang Meishu was shocked, "She is so amazing."
This capable, skillful and beautiful young lady is simply the chosen one.
A script with a strong female lead.
Xu Laosan's mouth twitched. He felt that Jiang Meishu was like a parrot who only knew how to praise people. But it was no wonder that Li Wenjuan liked her.
Everyone likes to be praised.
After returning to the small courtyard, all the goods were moved down.
Three boxes of electronic watches, two boxes of harmonicas, one box of mirrors, one box of jumping frogs, one box of bell-bottom pants, and one box of red skirts.
This adds up to nine boxes. Don’t think it’s a lot, but the total cost alone is over ten thousand yuan, not including the round-trip travel expenses and labor costs.
"How are we going to get so much cargo back?"
Jiang Meishu was a little worried. She didn't think it was a lot when she bought it, and she was still controlling her purchases. But now, looking at those rows of boxes, she started to have a headache.
"Use a shoulder pole."
Shen Zhanlie said, "I pick up two boxes at a time, and I can handle four boxes by myself."
"That still leaves five."
Liang Rui, "I'll pick four boxes too."
I'm afraid it's a bit early to say this.
Jiang Meishu said directly, "This box is not light." Especially the boxes containing electronic watches and harmonicas, each box probably weighs a hundred pounds.
“How will you know if you don’t try?”
Shen Zhanlie asked Xu Laosan to help buy two shoulder poles, and tied them to the boxes with ropes. Two boxes were fixed firmly on each side, and four boxes were hung on both ends of the shoulder poles. He squatted down and exerted force suddenly. With a dull roar, he stood up carrying the shoulder poles.
"Can you walk?"
Jiang Meilan felt a little distressed, "This is too much. You can change the suitcase for clothes. This will be easier."
Shen Zhanlie took two steps. It was a little difficult at first, but he gradually got better. "I can walk now."
"And it's only a short distance to the train. Once we get on the train, we can just find a place to put our things."
Seeing that he was all right, Liang Rui was not to be outdone. He picked out a box of harmonicas, a box of mirrors, and a box of jumping frogs.
The latter two are light, while the former is heavy, so the harmonica is hung on one end alone, and the □□ mirror and jumping frog boxes are stacked together.
On the contrary, it just balances it out.
Although Liang Rui was struggling, it was not bad. He was finally able to stand up and walk a few steps. The only problem was that his shoulders were sore.
When it was Jiang Meishu and Jiang Meilan's turn, there were still two boxes left, one box of bell-bottom pants and one box of red skirts.
These are all clothes. Compared with other heavy items, these two are considered good.
But it's not easy either.
Jiang Meilan was at least able to hold it up, but when it was Jiang Meishu's turn, she held the red dress box for a long time without moving at all.
Jiang Meishu, "..."
I tried my best to suck my breast, and my face turned red, but it still didn't work.
Seeing her like this, Liang Rui said directly, "Forget it, just hang this box on my shoulder pole."
Jiang Meishu, "Can you do it?"
Liang Rui, "I can't do it, but can you?"
Jiang Meishu had no way to refute this, "Then you try it. If it doesn't work, take out some goods and I'll carry them on my back." She didn't believe it. She couldn't carry them on her back if she couldn't hold them herself.
Liang Rui put the box up and almost fell over. The three boxes he had were over 200 kilograms each, and with this one, it must have weighed 300 kilograms.
Liang Rui himself only weighs 130 kilograms, and being able to carry 200 kilograms of things is already overweight.
"Forget it."
Seeing that he was not doing well, Jiang Meilan said, "Get a shoulder pole over here, I'll carry it."
Liang Rui is a rookie.
So does her sister.
Jiang Meishu and Liang Rui were still a little worried, but Shen Zhanlie said, “Give me my wife.”
He knew his own wife well, and she still had some strength, but Jiang Meilan didn't need to use her strength on weekdays. This time, there was really no other way, so he could only take over.
Jiang Meishu felt embarrassed and took out some clothes from the suitcase. She herself carried forty or fifty skirts and more than ten pairs of bell-bottom pants to reduce the weight for Jiang Meilan, otherwise she would be too embarrassed.
In this way, the four people divided the work and cooperated with each other, and finally distributed all the goods.
On the day of departure, it was Xiao Liang who came to see them off, still driving the same three-wheeled motorcycle. After arriving at the train station, he said to Jiang Meishu and the others, "Have a safe journey."
Jiang Meishu thanked him.
Before getting in the car, they called Liang Qiurun's office and asked him to pick them up at the train station in four days.
Otherwise, Jiang Meishu and the others would never be able to go back.
The journey here was easy, but the journey back was incredibly difficult. The train was packed with people and cargo, especially since they were each carrying a shoulder pole, it was like a hurdle. When they arrived, they didn't dare sit down at their seats, as there wasn't enough space for their belongings. They had no choice but to find a dining car and put all their cargo there.
The four of them took turns sleeping to ensure someone was always watching over the goods. Otherwise, if they lost a box of goods, they would probably lose hundreds to thousands of dollars.
This resulted in Jiang Meishu only slept for two of the three days and four nights she returned, and she basically stayed up all the rest of the time.
It was midsummer again, and the train was like a tin box that had absorbed all the energy, hot and stuffy. After getting off the train and breathing in the fresh air, Jiang Meishu felt like a fish that had been trapped underwater for days and finally saw the light of day.
Jiang Meishu breathed heavily.
Jiang Meilan next to her urged her, "Let's go. There are so many goods blocking the road, and we can't get out."
Jiang Meishu sighed, and even though she was carrying her bag, she did not forget to walk with Jiang Meilan carrying the shoulder pole. It was difficult for the two of them to walk together carrying the shoulder pole, so Jiang Meilan thought she was in the way and drove her away.
Jiang Meishu could only carry her luggage and squeeze out with the crowd.
She didn't know how she got here, she only knew that after she came out of the train station, she saw Liang Qiurun standing not far away waiting for her.
She didn't know why, but when she saw Liang Qiurun, Jiang Meishu's eyes became hot. She waved at Liang Qiurun from a distance, "Old Liang."
Liang Qiurun also heard the noise and strode over. When he saw Jiang Meishu's slender body and the bag on her back that was twice as big as hers, he felt so thin and weak that he looked like he was escaping from famine.
Liang Qiurun felt as if his heart was cut by a knife. He walked over in three or two steps and took the bag from Jiang Meishu before he opened his mouth. His face was full of heartache and his voice was a little incoherent.
"How did you get yourself into this state?"
He was thin and dark, his hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his face, making his face look small and his eyes big, which was uncomfortable to look at.
Jiang Meishu handed the bag over and said with a grin, "We bought too much goods and we can hardly carry them all. There are so many people on the train, it's so crowded that we can't even put our feet down."
Not to mention eating, even going to the toilet is a problem.
"Hurry up, hurry up, those of you at the back, help get the goods too. We are the ones who have to take the least."
Liang Qiurun hummed, then walked over to Jiang Meilan and took the carrying pole. He seemed to be used to giving ladies first.
This made Jiang Meilan breathe a sigh of relief and she expressed her gratitude.
Liang Qiurun waved his hand. Such a noble man, carrying a shoulder pole, a bag, and goods, walked up to Jiang Meishu. Seeing her flushed face and the scuffed skin on her shoulders, his eyes darkened and he asked, "Do you regret it?"
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