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The stall owner surnamed Zhang carried an empty snakeskin bag and came to the door of the clothing factory. He looked at the small card in his hand, then looked at the door of the clothing factory, and said to himself: "It should be here.

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At this moment, the gatekeeper of the clothing factory stuck his head out, looked at stall owner Zhang, then looked at the snakeskin bag he was carrying, and asked, "Are you here to buy a leather jacket?"

Stallmaster Zhang nodded, then shook the card in his hand and said, "Your factory director asked me to come."

"Oh, you're talking about Factory Director Li, right?" The gatekeeper pointed in one direction and said, "Go that way, the warehouse is over there, just go there."

"Thank you!" stall owner Zhang nodded, thinking that the gate of a state-owned enterprise does not seem to be that difficult to enter.

Stall owner Zhang usually goes to some small clothing workshops to pick up goods. After all, in his hometown of southern Jiangsu, there are many small clothing workshops. Even with a sewing machine, he dares to make clothes for takeout. These small clothing workshops

It doesn’t matter what brand it is, it’s probably just what kind of clothes sell well.

Stall owner Zhang followed the gatekeeper's instructions and walked towards the warehouse. From a distance, he saw a familiar figure walking over carrying a snakeskin bag.

This man is a fellow Wenzhou fellow of stall owner Zhang, who also runs a stall in the market west of the station.

Seeing each other from the same hometown, the pace of the two people involuntarily became much faster.

Stall owner Zhang realized that a fellow villager had already received the goods, so he had to hurry up to avoid losing all the money to fellow villagers. The fellow villager also realized that another fellow villager had come to get the goods, and there was an additional competitor.
Chapter completed!