Chen Zhu looked distressed.
Ning Zhigan became interested and said quickly, "Why not call it Qianqian Garment Factory? Work hard, make money, and make a lot of money!"
Chen Zhu hasn't spoken yet.
Ning Zhikun, standing beside him, crossed his arms and said with a look of disgust, "How unsophisticated."
Ning Zhigan waved his fist at him threateningly.
As expected, Ning Qingzhong slapped him hard on the back of the head.
"Okay, now you're threatening your brother, right?"
Ning Zhigan covered the back of his head with tears in his eyes.
Chen Zhu smiled and declined. "As for the money, forget it. It's too vulgar... How about just calling me Chang Huan?"
"Chang Huan Chang Huan, what a nice name."
Li Xueyan chewed it over and over again and gave it a high evaluation.
Chen Zhu also looked at Ning Zhihuan as if seeking credit.
How could Ning Zhihuan not know that Chen Zhu already had this idea in mind, and it was just a starting point.
Poor Ning Zhigan threw away the drill and ate a roasted chestnut.
Ning Zhihuan smiled and shrugged, "I have no objection."
Chen Zhu was excited. "Then it's settled."
Old Mrs. Ning was cheerful and her eyes were insightful.
No one said anything, after all, no one would think there was anything wrong with this name.
Not to mention calling it Changhuan, even if it was called Ning Zhihuan Garment Factory, I'm afraid no one here would think there is anything wrong with it.
After all, no one would deny Ning Zhihuan's contribution.
This name has a good meaning, how could anyone refuse it?
Li Xueyan praised: "Sister-in-law's writing is really good."
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