After Yang Yi learned about the opening of the garment factory and was angry at Liu Chunlai's shamelessness, she went back without caring about Miao Shilin asking her to find more opportunities to interact with Liu Chunlai.

"Should we arrange someone else? She didn't have any rest last night, and she's working in the factory again today..."

"Manager Liu, I have no problem!" Yin Dongmei said anxiously, "I promise it will not affect the quality, nor will it affect tomorrow's production."

"It's not a problem for you to survive like this. Your health is important." Liu Chunlai sighed.

This woman worked all night last night to rush for samples. She went back to rest for a while in the morning. In the afternoon, the factory started producing samples, and she came back to work again.

Yang Xiaole found six girls who were tall, bold, and willing to wear new clothes on the streets. Each one had a different style. Together with Yang Xiaole and others, there were nearly twenty sets in total.

Yin Dongmei wants to do it all by herself.

"Manager Liu, why don't you let her do it? She raises three children by herself, and she used to work as a stick to earn money everywhere... The family ran out of food yesterday, if you hadn't offered to give everyone a month's advance

Salary..." Seeing Liu Chunlai's objection, Yin Dongmei looked at her for help, Huang Li explained to Liu Chunlai.

"It's not a question of how much money you have. As long as you have good health, there are many opportunities to make money." Liu Chunlai was speechless.

How much does this cost?

I don't even care about my life.

The proofing has not yet been determined due to process and other issues, so it may not be constantly revised. The bonus will be higher, one yuan per set.

Is this woman willing to risk her life just for such a small amount of money?

"Her family has a special situation. It turns out that she is a March 8th red flag bearer in the factory. Not only is she good at craftsmanship, but she is also down-to-earth and willing to work, but the man is not married well..." Seeing that Liu Chunlai disagreed, Huang Li called him outside and introduced Yin Dongmei.

"Although there are orders for 50,000 pairs of trousers now, no one knows how many will be left after this is completed."

Huang Li herself has no idea.

Liu Chunlai was speechless, "Okay, you look at the arrangements. Tomorrow morning, I want to see all the samples processed."

Liu Chunlai cannot object to someone who seizes opportunities whenever he encounters them, even risking his own life.

Asking Wu Erwa to send the others back first, Liu Chunlai was going to talk to Wu Erwa about paying the girls who were preparing to walk the catwalk.

"Reward, what kind of reward do you need? Brother Chunlai, didn't you say that you would walk around in clothes and give them all your clothes and pants?"

Wu Erwa looked puzzled.

A set of such clothes would cost dozens.

Isn’t it enough just to walk around and get white clothes?

Liu Chunlai knew that he didn't understand: "They definitely can't let them do this for free. Although these clothes are beautiful, they are still fancy clothes. It takes a lot of courage to wear them out, and you may get scolded. Besides, we are not doing it just this time. Even,

In order to cooperate with sales promotion, it may also be displayed in other big cities."

"You want to go to other cities?" Wu Erwa was even more puzzled.

But Yang Xiaole flattered him excitedly: "Brother Chunlai's trick is brilliant! Before I went to Chengdu, no one paid any attention to it. I just imitated Brother Chunlai and danced in pants in Jiefangbei, and then people gradually bought it. If there are a few beautiful girls following him,

If we work together, the effect will definitely be better!"

He knows better than anyone how to open up the situation in Rongcheng.

As soon as the batch of pants in Zhou Rong's hands arrives, they will all be sold soon.

Without the support of the market in Chengdu, Liu Chunlai would not have been able to sell all the more than 30,000 pairs of trousers he had just relying on the mountain city.

The retail price of a pair of pants is still 25!

"Brother Chunlai, this is really unnecessary. They all play well with us, so it's no problem to ask them to help." Wu Erwa really felt that there was no need to waste money, "After we are done, just treat them to a hot pot meal.

"

mmp!

Liu Chunlai almost cursed.

Now when I hear about hot pot, my asshole tightens.

Can't we treat guests to something else? Doesn't it have to be hot pot?

Liu Chunlai shook his head: "No, no matter how good the relationship is, it's not enough to ask people for help all the time. Let's set up a model team and pay 60 yuan in salary every month. In addition, bonuses will be given based on the number of shows..."

Liu Chunlai had this idea from the beginning.

The model team must be in their own hands.

Competitors can easily learn this trick to attract attention and quickly open up the market for their products.

Liu Chunlai also went to the Victoria's Secret Show to see beauties many times before. Of course, it wasn't just for watching the show at that time...

With the model team in his hands, he can continue to use methods that are in line with the times but can give people a sense of novelty to keep various clothing products at the forefront.

When the time comes, it will always be imitated and never surpassed.

As long as the model team is mentioned, people will first think of Liu Chunlai's clothing brand, and that's when it will be successful.

Clothing must be branded.

The ones produced before were not even labeled because of the tight schedule.

The domestic clothing market has been fiercely competitive from the beginning.

Whoever takes the lead will be more successful.

What's more, Liu Chunlai's clothes are more in line with international trends, and he plans to export them to earn foreign exchange!

In the 1980s, whether a company was popular or not depended on whether it could earn foreign exchange.

"Well, what about us?" Yang Xiaole looked at Liu Chunlai eagerly.

He also wants to join the modeling team.

"You are the sales staff of a trading company. The model team will not be affiliated with Hongshan Garment Factory, but will be owned by Chunyu Garment Factory, the parent company of Sequoia Garment Factory."

The two of them immediately felt that Chunyu Garment Factory was very high-end.

But they don’t know that the so-called Chunyu Garment Factory currently has only 11 sewing machines, and is headed by a rural woman who only graduated from the first grade of junior high school!

The girls Wu Erwa and the others found were not particularly pretty.

At least no one wore makeup, and Liu Chunlai could not see the beauty that Liu Chunlai had seen before, after countless packaging and accumulation of cosmetics.

But they all meet the requirements - young, beautiful, and tall.

Liu Zhiqiang rode a CJ70 motorcycle to the garment factory to pick up Liu Chunlai. Liu Chunlai, who had already relied on willpower to hold on, almost fell asleep on the back seat of the motorcycle.

As soon as he returned, Liu Chunlai lay down. Before he could fall asleep, Liu Jiuwa woke him up for dinner.

The dinner was sumptuous, but Liu Chunlai had no appetite at all after a tiring day.

When he was in a daze, Liu Jiuwa gave him a large bowl of dark, very bad-tasting Chinese medicine, and Liu Chunlai was able to lie down quietly.

Liu Chunlai was sleeping soundly when Liu Jiuwa woke him up again.

"Brother Ninth, I really don't want to practice this thing."

He thought it was dawn.

"I won't let you practice, so I'll boil some water for you and take a hot bath before going to sleep."

Liu Chunlai's whole body was sore and he didn't want to move. How could he think about taking a bath?

Without waiting for his consent, Liu Jiuwa stripped Liu Chunlai down to just a pair of underwear, then lifted her legs with one hand and her arm with the other, and threw Liu Chunlai into a wooden bucket filled with half a bucket of hot water in the yard.

After being thrown into the water, Liu Chunlai didn't struggle for a few times before he felt the relief of soaking in the warm water. Dense beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. His whole body was sore and weak, and he was too lazy to bother, so he just leaned on the edge of the barrel.
Chapter completed!