Cooperation, establish your own brand
After a brief hug, Li Yulan and Song Xiaojuan focused all their interest on Zhao Guomin.
Song Xiaojuan was sharp-eyed and forgot about Andy Lau who was following behind her.
I saw Andy Lau standing next to the car wearing sunglasses. This guy looks more and more handsome the more I look at him.
Song Xiaojuan greeted Liu Qingyun. As they were talking, they suddenly felt their shoulders sink. Song Xiaojuan glanced at Zhao Guomin and realized that he had come over without her knowing.
Liu Qingyun looked Zhao Guomin up and down, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Tsk tsk, who is this?"
"My love, Zhao Guomin."
"Boss Liu Qingyun."
During the meal, Zhao Guomin and Andy Lau were having a great time chatting. Song Xiaojuan wanted to hand the cup to Li Yulan, but when she turned around, she saw Li Yulan staring at Andy Lau with admiration in her eyes. Song Xiaojuan quietly took the cup back.
Li Yulan originally wanted Song Xiaojuan to stay at her place, but Zhao Guomin was there, so she had to let them stay in a hotel. Unfortunately, there was only one room left.
When Song Xiaojuan came out of the shower, she saw Zhao Guomin was still awake.
"Why aren't you sleeping?"
"Hot, have you been buying from Liu Qingyun?"
"Well, what's wrong?" Song Xiaojuan replied to him as soon as she lifted the quilt.
Zhao Guomin looked at her deeply and said nothing.
Song Xiaojuan felt that Zhao Guomin was puzzled.
Zhao Guomin also felt that he was a little... weird.
Song Xiaojuan leaned against the head of the bed and looked out the window. It would be perfect if she had some wine, so she asked the front desk for a bottle of red wine. The front desk didn't have any, so they brought up a few bottles of beer.
Zhao Guomin was almost asleep, but he was awakened by Song Xiaojuan's action.
Looking at the red wine on the table, Zhao Guomin laughed out of anger and gave Song Xiaojuan a thumbs up: "Awesome." Then he walked to the bed.
"Where are you going? Let's have a drink together." After Song Xiaojuan finished speaking, she opened the wine.
Zhao Guomin thought about it, turned around and came back.
"That's a lot of alcohol, don't act crazy when you drink too much."
Song Xiaojuan was pouring wine into the glass. She was naturally dissatisfied when she heard what Zhao Guomin said: "Don't brag. It's not certain who drank more."
Zhao Guomin sneered: "It's a snack."
"On the way."
It was the first time for both of them to drink like this. It was normal at the beginning, but later the amount increased. Song Xiaojuan felt a little hot, so she took off her pajamas and put on a small camisole.
The collarbone and the shoulders were at right angles. Zhao Guomin was stunned for a few seconds and then turned his head away.
"Why are you turning your head? Don't I look good?" Song Xiaojuan's tone was more coquettish than ever before. She was so drunk that she dared to say such words.
"It looks good, drink it quickly, and then go to sleep." Zhao Guomin said and gulped down the drink.
Song Xiaojuan felt that his tone was too perfunctory. She stood up and sat next to him, pulling his shoulders over hers and facing her: "You're perfunctory to me! Have you ever been like this when drinking with others before?"
Zhao Guomin didn't want to argue with the drunkard, so he pulled Song Xiaojuan up and said, "Let's go to bed. You're drunk."
Song Xiaojuan lay on the floor and refused to get up: "You are the drunk one! I just drank a few sips." She didn't know where she got the strength from, but she pulled Zhao Guomin to sit down again.
Zhao Guomin looked at her helplessly and said, "I only get drunk when I drink with people I like." He then teased her.
Unexpectedly, Song Xiaojuan suddenly lay down in front of him, looking at him innocently with her bright almond-shaped eyes: "Are you drunk now?"
Zhao Guomin was caught off guard by her question and had no time to react.
Song Xiaojuan had already stood up: "It's time to go to bed."
Zhao Guomin's heart began to pound as if he had been hit by a backflip. He caught up with Song Xiaojuan, grabbed her arm, and said in a hoarse voice, "Did you do that on purpose? Is it fun to flirt with me?"
Song Xiaojuan pretended to break free and turned around, feeling a little guilty: "What?" But she didn't break free.
In fact, her alcohol tolerance is not such that she would get drunk after two bottles, but she is already thirty years old after all, and it is normal for her to drink too much with Zhao Guomin being such a fat piece of meat in front of her.
Zhao Guomin didn't give her a chance to speak.
The next day, he made an appointment with Andy Lau to go to the factory. Zhao Guomin set off for Hainan, and the two went their separate ways.
Song Xiaojuan gave the clothing designs she had created to Andy Lau.
"Did you design it yourself?" Andy Lau sat in the office with a very formal expression.
Song Xiaojuan nodded.
Liu Qingyun took out a cigarette: "Do you mind smoking a cigarette?"
"You can smoke, but can you open the window?"
"Tsk tsk! It's my territory." Having said that, the man still stood up and opened the window.
"Honestly, your design is very unique and... very avant-garde and bold. I like it very much, but I have a question. How many pieces do you want? My factory has been receiving large orders."
Song Xiaojuan leaned back in her chair with her eyelids lowered. She knew before she came here that it would not be easy. Her store was small with a small customer base and low sales volume. She couldn't possibly hold back on inventory, so she had already thought of a plan.
"I can't really be compared to your other clients, but I have advantages they don't have."
Liu Qingyun dusted off his cigarette ash and raised his eyebrows: "Tell me about it."
"I can do the design. Your factory doesn't have a dedicated designer now, right? The styles you make are also available in other factories. If you don't have something special, how can you compete with others?" Song Xiaojuan was very grateful to her mother for letting her learn art since she was a child. She didn't expect that it would come in handy one day.
Liu Qingyun laughed twice: "Designer, I can hire one."
"But it's not as cost-effective as mine. The design I give you is free, and the copyright of the design belongs to you. To put it another way, the designer you hire may not be better than me." Song Xiaojuan also raised her eyebrows like him.
Andy Lau looked at it expressionlessly for a few seconds, then laughed and said in a relaxed tone: "You are right, it is all benefit to me, what benefit can you get?" He does not believe in free lunch.
Song Xiaojuan smiled and said, "First, I hope Boss Liu will give me a discount when I buy goods in the future. Second, all your clothes must be marked with my name." She wanted to make a name for herself so that she could open a clothing factory named after herself and she wouldn't have to look for customers.
Liu Qingyun's mind raced, as if he had heard a joke: "I help you build your reputation, and then let you compete with me? Do you think I'm a sucker?"
"I do want to open a factory, but not in Guangshi. There will never be any competition between us. Although my orders are small, there are many small OEM factories in Guangshi." Song Xiaojuan stopped there.
Liu Qingyun chuckled: "Are you really not considering developing your career in Guangzhou? It's a waste of your talent to stay in a small county town."
"So Mr. Liu agreed?"
Liu Qingyun nodded with feigned helplessness. If Song Xiaojuan didn't come to Guangzhou, it would really have no impact on him.
The two signed a formal contract. After signing, Andy Lau said that he had booked a restaurant and they would go out for dinner together. Li Yulan was also there.
Song Xiaojuan did not refuse and got into Liu Qingyun's car. Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Song Xiaojuan frowned: "What do you want to say?"
"Do you want to pick up your lover?"
Song Xiaojuan didn't say that Zhao Guomin had gone to Hainan, she just said it was not necessary.
As soon as the two entered the restaurant, they ran into a man and a woman. The woman had a good temperament, looked to be in her thirties, and was dressed fashionably.
The other person obviously knew Andy Lau and walked over first: "Are you coming here to eat?" After asking, he looked at Song Xiaojuan next to him.
Song Xiaojuan didn't notice that when the other person saw her face, his eyes paused for a few seconds and then returned to normal.
She only saw Liu Qingyun's discomfort: "Yeah... I'm here to have dinner with my clients. Sister Xiao, are you... coming to eat too?"
"Well, eat slowly." After saying that, he patted Andy Lau's shoulder and left.
Only after seeing the other person leave did Andy Lau dare to breathe a sigh of relief.
Song Xiaojuan guessed that this person might be the big boss behind the scenes who supported Andy Lau in his career, as mentioned by Li Yulan.
Looking at Andy Lau's face, he can really make a living from this.
"What are you looking at?" Liu Qingyun waved his hand in front of her.
Song Xiaojuan quickly shook her head. If she told others what was in her heart, she would definitely get beaten.
While eating, Liu Qingyun suddenly stared at Song Xiaojuan's face and asked: "How old are you?"
"Twenty-three."
Andy Lau arched his right cheek. Something was wrong. The age didn't match, but why did they look so similar?
The food was served just in time, interrupting his train of thought and he didn't think about it any further.
Song Xiaojuan stayed for a few more days because she wanted to wait for Zhao Guomin.
These days, she also asked Li Yulan to accompany her to the cosmetics factory and signed a contract with them for a batch of goods. If the sales are good, she can open a counter in the county.
After leaving the factory, the two went shopping in the mall again. Coincidentally, they ran into Sister Xiao, whom Andy Lau mentioned. She was wearing a suit and looked very imposing, and there was a man beside her.
Song Xiaojuan originally thought that they would pass each other by, after all, no one knew each other, but Li Yulan greeted the other party first.
Sister Xiao glanced at Song Xiaojuan and stopped, nodded at Li Yulan, and then asked Song Xiaojuan directly: "What's your name?"
Song Xiaojuan didn't expect the other party to ask her, so she paused before speaking.
Hearing the surname Song, the other party's eyes darkened: "Where are you from?"
Song Xiaojuan's heart was also buzzing. Could it be her cheap mother who ran away? But it seemed not to be the case. She had seen her parents' wedding photos in the album in the cabinet, and it was definitely not the woman in front of her.
After hearing where she was from, the other party was not as upset as before.
After they left, Song Xiaojuan thought she might have recognized the wrong person and didn't take it to heart.
It was a week later that the two returned to the county, and this time they gained a lot.
Zhao Guomin would go to his hometown to handle the land affairs, and Song Xiaojuan took the clothes that Liu Qingyun had worked overtime to make for her to the store.
As soon as the shop opened, many old customers came in and asked: "What have you been doing for so long, Madam? The makeup is gone, there is no place to buy it."
"I went to purchase some new goods. Would you like to try them?" Song Xiaojuan introduced with a smile.
As soon as she took out the skirt she designed, the other person's eyes lit up.
I sold three pairs right away. This style is not available in other stores, and I only saw it on TV worn by foreign celebrities.
The three of them changed into their clothes right after buying them on the spot. In the afternoon, a group of young girls came, and Song Xiaojuan rested for the whole afternoon.
Since her store opened, it has become much less popular than other stores. The owner of the women's clothing store next door secretly asked where she got her goods, and also bought a batch of goods, hoping to make a lot of money this time.
Who knew that Song Xiaojuan would come back just one day after the store opened, and with a new look!
The boss next door is so angry that he can never catch up.
Song Xiaojuan knew nothing about all this and was only focused on counting money.
Little did I know that after returning from Guangzhou, some things had already changed quietly.
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