Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 224 Zhilan Garment Factory_1

Chapter 224: Chapter 224 Zhilan Garment Factory_1

Song Yunuan exchanged addresses and names with them, and only then did they learn that the young lady was the factory director’s daughter.

They also found out that it was her family’s factory.

Luo Zhiwu blinked, they were different from the honest folk who just worked regular jobs.

Actually, they knew quite a bit.

For example, in Nan City, people had started opening factories and doing business, and even more impressively, some were starting companies and becoming general managers, which sounded really formidable.

They hadn’t expected that people in Beiquan Province were also starting to do the same.

They had a lot of guts.

Luo Zhiwu: "Aren’t you worried?"

Song Yunuan: "No, I’m not worried at all because there will be more and more in the future."

She said to Liu Wen, "I’ll give you a batch of hair accessories first. There are no limits on where you can sell them; it all depends on your sales ability."

She even showed them the one she was wearing, telling them, "There are many colors, only beautiful and even more beautiful."

Liu Wen gritted his teeth and ordered five hundred.

Song Yunuan told them how they were sold in Nanshan County Town.

The large hair accessories were sixty cents each while the small ones were thirty cents each, two large ones for one yuan and four small ones for one yuan.

"Is the one on your head large or small?"

"It’s a small one."

Liu Wen’s eyes flashed as he quickly did the calculations in his mind.

With a genuinely heartfelt smile on his face, he eagerly asked Song Yunuan, "So, how much for one for me?"

Song Yunuan said, "Don’t rush, I’ll give you a batch to try selling first, to see how the response is."

An agreement was quickly reached, albeit verbally.

Song Yunuan told them that she was staying at the Educational Committee’s guesthouse, and she would bring the hair accessories over that evening.

They could come to get them the next morning.

After all, no one had seen them being sold in the provincial city yet.

It was uncertain how they would sell in the provincial city, but in Nanshan County Town, they sold very well.

They’d often sell out in no time at all.

After confirming the arrangements, they were ready to part ways.

Luo Zhiwu bowed deeply to Song Yunuan and said sincerely, "Miss Little Nuan, thank you for pushing us to provide leads. Otherwise, Factory Director Mei wouldn’t have changed his opinion of me, and who knows, we might have all been in big trouble. Thank you."

Liu Wen gave Luo Zhiwu a glare. This guy was full of tricks, not even mentioning earlier that he wanted to thank her; he was still cursing just a moment ago.

If I tell Song Yunuan, let’s see if you still have the nerve.

But he was quick to adapt and immediately thanked Song Yunuan as well.

And he said it quite nicely.

Ba Te scratched his head, feeling a bit dense. These two rascals always had a tacit understanding when getting into fights or causing trouble, so why did they leave him out today?

He also wanted to say something, but the two rascals had already said all the nice things.

He was good at fighting and swearing, but when it came to praising, that was a real challenge for him.

After much thought, he managed to blurt out, "Little Nuan, if someone ever bullies you, I’ll help you beat them up!"

Song Yunuan chuckled and reminded them to review their textbooks whenever they had time. After all, each of them had only primary school education, which was really too low and could affect their future development.

She addressed Luo Zhiwu, "Imagine if you really do go back to the shoe factory, and Factory Director Mei wants to promote you to workshop manager or even deputy factory manager. But with you not even having finished primary school, it would be like threading a needle with a rope – impossible. So, studying hard is the real deal."

Luo Zhiwu’s eyes widened.

He could hardly dream of such good fortune.

But of course, he nodded his head at the good advice.

Song Yunuan then spoke to Liu Wen, "In the future, your business might get bigger and bigger, and then when you sign contracts with big bosses from the south, if you can’t even understand the contract, that would be really embarrassing."

She looked toward Ba Te, "...And you too, I prefer peace and don’t like fighting. We should convince people with virtue!"

The three of them: ...

"You win people over with virtue?"

"Are you forgetting that scene where you beat us with sticks and forced us to dance disco?"

Since then, none of them dared to visit the underground dance hall anymore.

Song Yunuan returned to the guesthouse, just in time to find that Song Liang had already settled all the goods.

Most were packed and sent to the station, some were shipped directly by the manufacturers.

This time Song Liang ordered merchandise worth over five thousand yuan.

It was quite a large sum.

Deputy County Mayor Zhao also told Song Liang that Kou County had said since he was the first private service station in Nanshan County Town and seeing the promising prospects, the county had decided to offer strong support. When the goods arrived at the station, the transportation company would deliver them to Erdao River Village.

That was simply fantastic.

At the very least, the problem of transportation was solved.

Song Yunuan then told Song Liang about the agreement she had just made with Liu Wen, that if the sales went well, they would establish a sales service station here.

Primarily to distribute the products from the garment factory.

Not only would they sell head ornaments and shoulder bags but also garments, and then they would gradually expand the scale.

Song Liang listened in a daze for a while, and when Song Yunuan finally finished speaking, he hesitantly said to her, "Little Nuan, haven’t you forgotten that our house just has a small cart service station and no sign of the workshop yet? Where’s the garment factory? It’s just a west wing room. What if someone actually goes there and sees through it? It’s not a big deal for me, but what if they think that you’re bragging? What then?"

Song Yunuan said unconcernedly, "Dad, once we return, won’t the garment factory be established?"

Song Liang’s lips twitched, then his eyebrows relaxed, and he thought, Right, we’ll just build a factory when we get back, and the fake would become real, wouldn’t it?

Song Liang was eager to return, wishing he could fly back right now, mainly for fear of being exposed.

Song Yunuan said, "I’m going to make a phone call at the post office." Then to Song Liang, "Dad, write an application for establishing the factory and then get Principal Cui to polish it before taking it to Deputy County Mayor Zhao. Once we’re back home, we just need to submit it."

After thinking for a bit, she added, "We need to think of a name."

Song Liang asked, "We need a name too? Oh, Little Nuan, what do you think we should call it?"

Song Yunuan pondered for a moment, "How about we call it Zhilan Garment Factory?"

Song Liang exclaimed, "Ah, which ’Zhi’ and which ’Lan’?"

Song Yunuan replied, "Han Zhi’s ’Zhi’, Xia Guilan’s ’Lan’!"

This time Song Liang knew who Han Zhi was.

Song Yunuan also said, "Dad, do you know the meaning of ’Zhilan’?"

Song Liang shook his head.

"Zhilan grows in a secluded valley and does not cease to be fragrant even when no one is around."

Song Liang’s eyes blinked.

"Even though the name is taken from my grandmother and my mother’s names, the term ’Zhilan’ symbolized nobility and excellence in ancient times. Even though our house is just in a small village like Erdao River Village in Nanshan County Town, there will come a day when Zhilan Garment Factory will break out of Erdao River and charge towards Asia and the whole world!"

Song Liang understood those words.

His heart thumped with excitement.

Could there really be such a day?

Wasn’t this just a pipe dream?

But it wasn’t good to dampen his daughter’s enthusiasm either.

Plus, his dear mother really hadn’t spoiled Little Nuan in vain.

Little Nuan was truly kind to her grandmother.

So the name was settled without any objections, with Song Mingsheng also clapping excitedly on the side.

Song Liang, as if injected with adrenaline, prepared to go to his room to find paper and pen to write the application.

Song Mingsheng hugged his sister’s thigh, "Sister, when can we discuss about our family’s Jade Ruyi?"

Sister has been so busy these days.

On his way out, Song Liang said, "That spotted stone? Asheng, when we’re back home, we’ll have your grandpa sand it down a bit, otherwise it’s too ugly."

Song Yunuan replied, "Dad, your idea might actually be a good one."