Not long after the department store was set up and the sample garments were made, Director Zhang found several people, searched the residential compound for several sewing machines, and specially cleared out an empty office.
Several groups of people worked day and night, and the office was filled with the sound of clattering all day long, and finally the sample garments were all made.
Tomorrow is the official opening day, and Song Qing is restless at home.
Lu Yang pressed his brow. She hadn't said much since she got home, and her brows were furrowed.
"Don't worry, your clothes will definitely sell."
Song Qing patted her forehead and sighed, "You also think it can be sold? This price isn't too expensive?"
Lu Yang was stunned when he heard that their clothes were priced at 26 or 28 yuan, which was equivalent to most workers' monthly wages.
But after those sample garments were sewn and placed in the Women's Federation office, groups of young girls would rush over to see them without even eating, and they couldn't be called away no matter how long they were called.
An'an almost wanted to live there. After looking at him for a while, she stared at him longingly. Lu Yang almost nodded and bought her one.
Fortunately, they were all adult clothes.
“We have no shortage of rich people in our city. Besides, you don’t have to pay tomorrow. You can pay a deposit first. The clothes are so nice that people might just pay in a moment of impulse.”
Most people can afford a deposit of five or six yuan, so once the deposit is paid, they will definitely pool their money; they can't just give up five or six yuan.
Song Qing firmly believed that the clothes would sell; even clothes priced at 32 yuan that required long queues couldn't compare to those from their factory. But since it was her own idea, she was still a little nervous.
"When are you selling tomorrow? I'll bring my daughter over after get off work to support you."
Song Qing glared at him, annoyed. "How are you going to support us? If they don't sell, will you buy one yourself?"
"Okay, I'll buy you one."
He readily agreed, and Song Qing reached out her hand to him. Only then did the man realize that he had given her all his savings and now handed over his monthly salary to her, leaving him with only a few dollars for emergencies.
"Don't tell me you have a secret stash of money?"
Lu Yang sighed. He had no money left. His daughter would drag him to the supply and marketing station every now and then, and the few yuan he received each month was simply not enough.
Seeing the man's sullen expression, Song Qing laughed. Lu Yang immediately stood up, pulled her into his arms, and whispered in her ear, gritting his teeth.
Song Qing looked at his darkened face while nestled in his arms, laughing so hard she couldn't stand up straight, until Lu Yang angrily bit her neck.
"Alright, alright, I know you have all your money with me, so you should keep all your money with me."
After saying that, he gave him a big kiss on the cheek, and Lu Yang couldn't help but laugh.
"Mother?"
The couple, their smiles still lingering, silently released each other. Lu Yang coughed a few times, "What's wrong?"
An'an had obviously seen her mother give her father a big kiss on the cheek. She blinked a few times, saw her mother's face turn red, and decided not to mention it.
"Mom, I want a dress too."
An'an lowered her head, fidgeted with her clothes, and spoke hesitantly. Lu Yang was somewhat surprised. If his daughter wanted something, she would simply drag him to the supply and marketing station without any hesitation.
He glanced at his wife and thought the situation was so unusual that he even suspected his daughter had been switched at birth.
"Ahem"
An'an, who had been looking down, heard his father cough and secretly raised his head to glance at him. After a while, he opened his big eyes and looked at his mother.
Those clothes were so beautiful that even a girl as fashion-conscious as An'an couldn't take her eyes off them.
She always tells her mother what she wants, and if her mother disagrees, she won't buy it.
However, she knew she probably wouldn't buy it this time because she overheard the surprised expressions of several aunties.
"My goodness, is this dress made of gold thread? It actually costs more than 20 yuan."
"This is nothing. The fabric for this dress is only a little over one meter but less than two meters long, while other people's fabric costs more than ten yuan per meter."
In an instant, everyone was filled with nothing but amazement.
An'an didn't know how much 20 yuan was, but it must be very expensive.
She recently bought an accordion for her birthday, and her mother also made her a new dress.
"...Those are all adult clothes, you can't wear them."
Lu Yang lost all sense of principle after being looked at by his daughter a few times and quickly picked her up.
"……Oh well"
She was silent for a while, then buried her head in her father's neck and sighed softly.
Lu Yang couldn't help but turn around and look at Song Qing. The father and daughter had the same look in their eyes. Song Qing secretly rolled her eyes. He was always like this, without any principles at all.
"No, you bought so many things for your birthday, and you don't need any more clothes."
"……All right"
Seeing that his daughter was listless, Lu Yang wanted to pick her up and walk outside, intending to go to the supply and marketing station to buy some snacks to coax her.
"Don't buy too much, we still need to eat later."
She dotes on An'an, but not without principle.
She received so many gifts just a few days ago; that accordion cost 8 yuan, and her dad also bought her a pair of little leather shoes.
This little girl's feet are growing so fast, the leather shoes Lu Yang bought will probably only last a year. Their family isn't that well-off to spend another twenty yuan on a dress for her.
An'an was actually no longer listless once she left the house, but her dad wanted to take her to the supply and marketing station. After thinking about it, she deliberately buried her head in her dad's neck. Sure enough, Lu Yang felt even more sorry for her. When they got to the supply and marketing station, he immediately bought several kinds of products.
The sales clerks at the supply and marketing station had long recognized the father and daughter. The family doted on their daughter and often brought her over to buy snacks.
Lu Yang was carrying several bags when he walked to the outside of the supply and marketing station. He saw his daughter suddenly turn around and smile slyly at him.
Lu Yang: "..."
An'an hugged her dad's neck and laughed loudly. After a while, she leaned over and hugged his face, imitating her mother by giving him a big kiss.
"Dad, you're so good to me."
Lu Yang then smiled helplessly, tossing her around in his hand, "Fine, you can bully me then."
"Dad is the best in the world, the very best."
He flattered him relentlessly, as if it were free. When he got home, as expected, Song Qing saw the pile of things he was carrying and her eyes widened at him.
An'an didn't dare to say a word. After Lu Yang put her down, she ran off to find her aunt.
"you……"
"This is enough for this winter; I won't buy any more."
He touched his nose and decided to strike first. Since he had already bought it, Song Qing only gave him a warning in the end.
Don't buy so much next time!
An'an, that little rascal, only ran over after she knew the alarm was over, and Lu Yang helplessly pinched her cheek.
"You're the fastest runner!"
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