Fan Xi would send several clothing design drawings to the garment factory every two weeks. She had drawn at least hundreds of these drawings, so their garment factory had no worries about new clothing products for the past decade. She was good at design and was over forty years old. She had seen countless types of clothing. In terms of innovation ability alone, Fan Xi Garment Factory was definitely a dimensionality reduction blow to other garment factories!
At that time, she had no plans to do the design work all the time. She thought that by next year, the undergraduate class of 1977 and the junior college class of 1978 would graduate, and more talented people would start to enter the society for employment. At that time, she would personally lead the team to set up a design team to ensure the innovation ability of the garment factory. But now she had no choice but to work harder. She took on the work of an entire department by herself, because she was the boss!
Fortunately, Fan Xi was very busy all the time. In addition to going to school and taking care of the children, she also had to take care of the clothing factory, clothing store, and picture book business. That's why she had no time to think about Zhao Yilu. Otherwise, she would have been worried to death.
Not long ago, Zhao Yilu sent back a letter saying that everything was going well and he had led his team to several victories. The State of Yue had been much quieter recently. He would definitely be more careful and take complete countermeasures to prevent the same fate from happening again.
After reading the letter, Fan Xi felt much more at ease. Now he could only do his best and leave the rest to fate!
She carefully folded the letter, put it back in its envelope, and stored it in an old wooden box on her desk. Inside was the letter Zhao Yilu had sent her when he sent her his allowance in Guicheng, which Fan Yilu had secretly hidden.
In the days that followed, Fan Yu devoted herself even more fully to the work at the garment factory. Not only did she strive for excellence in design, she also began to optimize the production process, introducing some advanced equipment and technology, which significantly improved the production efficiency and quality of the garments.
At the same time, she also pays great attention to team building, frequently communicates with workers, understands their needs and difficulties, and provides timely help and support.
The garment factory's performance is getting better and better. It already has stable orders and cooperative enterprises, and the profits are also very considerable.
Three months passed in a blink of an eye, and it was the end of the year when Fan Xi was about to distribute the first dividends to the investors of the garment factory.
After Fan Xi asked Geng Ailing to settle the bill, he made an appointment and invited everyone to come out for a gathering. Except for Aunt Chu who stayed in the family compound to help look after the children, everyone else had arrived.
In a private room at the latest private restaurant in Yangchang, Fan Xi cleared his throat and said seriously, "Dear original investors of the Fan Xi Garment Processing Factory, today is the first day of winter vacation, and many of you will be returning to your hometowns tomorrow, so I quickly organized a meeting today.
Next, I'd like to invite our Financial Director, Comrade Geng Ailing, to report on the garment factory's revenue and expenses over the past five months since its opening, as well as the plans for Mingbi Garment Factory. She will also calculate how much dividend each of us will receive at the end of the year.
Fan Xi finished speaking, smiling as he turned his gaze towards Geng Ailing. Geng Ailing stood up with a composed demeanor, pulled out a carefully prepared financial report from her briefcase, and spoke methodically, "Everyone, since the Fan Xi Garment Processing Factory opened nearly five months ago, our total sales have reached a staggering 248,000 yuan. Expenses, including raw material procurement, equipment purchases, and worker salaries, have totaled 17,000 yuan, resulting in a net profit of 181,000 yuan on the books."
When they heard this number, there was warm applause in the box.
"This is too much money! I can't help but invest in opening a factory. Do you have any good ideas? I will continue to invest money!" Su Qingqing couldn't help but say.
Everyone burst into laughter, only Zheng Zening looked at Su Qingqing thoughtfully.
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