Zhang Xu turned his head and looked at Jiang Yuelan. At this time, she held her head up and looked self-righteous.

"I've been bothering you just now, thank you." Zhang Xu was not the kind of person who was ungrateful, so he thanked her immediately.

"Grandpa said you are tough guy, but now it seems that's the case."

This woman is somewhat ungrateful, but because of her identity, Zhang Xu does not want to offend her.

"If Miss Jiang has nothing to do, I won't be with you anymore. Anyway, you have so many bodyguards, so you have to worry about danger."

Seeing that this guy was about to leave, Jiang Yuelan stopped doing it: "We agreed before that you have to accompany me to finish the pedestrian street!"

Faced with Jiang Yuelan's entanglement, although Zhang Xu was very repulsive at this time, he still bit the bullet and followed him because of his face.

On the way, he was still thinking about jeans. Seeing Jiang Yuelan bought something from the front, he asked casually: "By the way, Miss Jiang, where did you and your grandfather come from?"

Jiang Yuelan looked at the boy and smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about this matter. It's not certain whether we will cooperate in the future. It's too early to find out the truth."

This woman's answer is always annoying.

"Nothing, I'm just curious. In big cities outside, jeans should be popular, right?"

"You are very informative," Jiang Yuelan put down the things in her hand and explained casually: "The factories at the port have had factories that were processed abroad before. This kind of thing didn't seem to be popular in the past two years. Some of them have started to become popular in some factories since a few years."

Hearing this, Zhang Xu was ecstatic.

He knew that his memory was right.

In the late 1980s, it was the era when the whole nation began to accept jeans.

Taking advantage of this wave, he can make a lot of money.

The material that the supply and marketing cooperative now has the most inventory is denim material that has been stocked for several years.

In the past, there were garment processing factories in Guan City that had foreign trade orders, and jeans were also made for a while, and they had always been supplied by supply and marketing cooperatives.

However, the state-owned factories have not had good benefits in recent years, and the superiors have always rejected this kind of "capitalist fabric", so the foreign trade orders have disappeared.

But the orders are gone, but the inventory that the supply and marketing cooperative eats is in the warehouse.

Not only is the price low, but the quality is also unspeakable.

"Why, you don't want to find someone to produce jeans, right?" Jiang Yuelan asked tentatively.

"Although there is no one selling it in Guan City yet, you also know that it has become popular outside. I can't think of it for long, and it's the same here. If I can prepare it early, I will naturally make some money."

Zhang Xu's answer was very vague and he did not tell the other party what he wanted to do.

The establishment of a clothing factory is naturally impossible with his current situation.

Moreover, after his rebirth, all he brought was the memory of these decades. It was not a big problem to resell something, but he could build a factory, which seemed to be a little short of it.

"It's done, let's get to this day," Jiang Yuelan looked at Zhang Xu, and was also anxious to go back and explain what happened to grandpa just now, but looked at Sun Fuping and the others, but looked at him again: "Do you want me to send you away?"

"No, I have a bicycle. If I really meet them, I can't catch up with me."

Zhang Xu didn't say nonsense, and after saying that, he turned around and walked towards the entrance of the pedestrian street.

Looking at this guy's back, Jiang Yuelan's eyes at that time showed some indescribable feeling.

This man is different from what she has seen before.

Not to mention stubbornness, just a stubborn spirit made her remember him deeply.

"Hmph, silly boy, you can make money business, just blurt out and tell me, I want to see what grandpa says when he goes back!"

Before, Jiang Yuandao had been praising Zhang Xu in front of her, but Jiang Yuelan had long been dissatisfied.

Taking advantage of the news I just received, if my grandfather could build a clothing factory in Guan City, it would be a money-making machine.

But she didn't know that Zhang Xu didn't have such a plan.

I got on the 28th big bar and went back all the way with the wind.

Thinking about the fabric marked with the deficit in the inventory of the supply and marketing cooperative, he couldn't help but smile.

For him, the current supply and marketing cooperative is a treasure, enough for him to complete his original capital accumulation.

When I got home, before I could stop, I met Zhang Weiye who had returned from outside.

At this time, Zhang Xu remembered that he had been too busy these days and seemed to have not seen his father's traces.

"Dad, where are you coming from?"

"No...it's nothing, hurry up and go in, it's a cold day." Zhang Weiye's eyes were a little vague, and his hands were curled up in his sleeves, as if there was something ulterior motive.

A sudden change occurred at home a year ago, and then Zhang Yaoguo brought Zhang Weiye’s layoff notice to the factory.

For middle-aged Zhang Weiye, there is indeed a lot of luck.

What Zhang Xu is most worried about now is that he is still the same as before: "Dad, are you going to make money again?"

Zhang Weiye was about to enter the door, but this sudden sentence made him pause on the threshold.

He slowly looked back at Zhang Xu, and Zhang Weiye's face looked very ugly at this time.

If it were the past, Zhang Xu would naturally not be able to guess, but now... he can see through it at a glance.
Chapter completed!