MTL - Accidentally born in the ’60s-Chapter 118

"The garment factory is going to be sold?" Zhen Zhen became interested: "I'll call Sun Rende in a while and ask him to allocate money to you first, as long as the government doesn't take us as a scapegoat, This factory must be won.”

Wang Xinzhi's voice sounded confident: "Don't worry, boss, I will definitely take over this factory."

Zhen Zhen chuckled twice: "In the future, the garment factory will be handed over to you, and the furniture factory must be handed over to Director Sun, don't let him be too busy to have time to eat ."

"I know, otherwise Sister-in-law Sun would be unhappy." Wang Xinzhi laughed heartily: "I have already discussed with Director Sun about the candidate for the deputy, and you can decide when you look at it. "

Zhen Zhen immediately said: "I don't need to look at it, since I handed over the factory to you, I naturally believe that you can do everything well."

Wang Xinzhi was very moved by Li Mingzhen's trust, and a scholar died for a confidant. With such an investor who only pays and is willing to delegate power and trust him wholeheartedly, he can give full play to his business talents as he wants. , Wang Xinzhi felt that Li Mingzhen was worthy of his own Bole.

Zhen Zhen didn't notice Wang Xinzhi's turbulent mood, she circled the phone line with her fingers and asked curiously: "Last time we cooperated with a garment factory for a few business deals, it stands to reason that as long as it is normal If they operate, they can at least last until the end of the year, did the director of the department make some strange decisions?"

Wang Xinzhi remembered the army green cotton cloth in the warehouse, and suddenly one head and two big ones: "He bought a lot of army green cotton cloth to make green military uniforms, and plans to use green military uniforms to seize the autumn clothing market." Wang Xinzhi laughed helplessly when he talked about this incident: "But now, how can people buy that as a coat? It's not a problem just after it was made out, and no store would buy it. I think if it weren't for a few years ago In special times, you can only wear fixed-style clothes, and just because of Si Yaren's group, the garment factory should have closed down long ago."

Zhen Zhen nodded in agreement, the green military uniforms and gray coats that were clear on the street a few years ago, from young to old, do not have to worry about wearing them, anyway, they can wear Just like these, the bright colors are easy to be pulled out and criticized, not to mention the new style of clothes, even in the year when Zhen Zhen took the university entrance examination, the university clearly stipulated that those who wore jeans would not be admitted. But having said that, if it wasn't for the repression for too long in those years, the current clothing business would not be so easy to do.

Thinking about the fashion trend for a while, Zhen Zhen had an idea: "When the garment factory buys it, don't waste the army green cotton cloth, and make it into military coats. "

"Military coat?" Wang Xinzhi was a little puzzled. In his eyes, the military coat was not much more foreign than the green uniform.

Zhen Zhen smiled: "Nowadays, the number of song and dance halls in the imperial capital has increased from one to three, which attracts a lot of fashionable men and women. According to the popular trend, song and dance halls will be more and more fashionable in the future. The young people are sought after, and the girls who are the target are not all going there. Now young people go out to play, if they are not walking and taking the bus, the family is better off is riding a bicycle. It is fine in spring, summer and autumn, but in winter, You have to wear light and beautiful clothes inside to dance, and you can't do without clothes to keep out the cold outside."

Wang Xinzhi followed Zhen Zhen's idea to find the usefulness of the military coat, but he still thought it was too ugly. Zhen Zhen chuckled and said: "Although people are living better now than before, their economic conditions are still limited. The high-end mink furs are not for them to consume at all, and the fashionable winter clothes are too short and not so good. Warmth effect. Don't look at the ugly military coat, but it is not so expensive. You can buy one for half a month's salary. Thinking about the current clothes, there is no warmer, thicker and more windproof than the military coat. Although the young people love to be pretty, they are also afraid of the cold."

Thinking of the living standards of the common people today, Wang Xinzhi had to obey Zhen Zhen's keen observation. After Zhen Zhen identified the consumer group, he immediately thought of a sales strategy: "Wait in the winter, find A few young girls and boys in the factory asked them to wear military coats to dance halls. This fashion is learned. As long as there are more people wearing them, they will definitely lead people to chase the wind. Besides, military coats are simple and old-fashioned. Traditionally, as long as we push this trend back, I think even the middle-aged, the elderly, and leading cadres will follow suit. After all, when it comes to keeping warm, there is nothing like a military coat.

Zhen Zhen smiled: "These army green cotton cloths are not afraid of smashing your hands, we can still live well in the short-term trend of TV series. But if you want to expand the clothing factory To be strong, we have to create our own brand. To do this, we must first have professional designers. Xinzhi, if we want to make our clothing into a nationally famous brand like Tengda Furniture Factory, it is not a one-off event. It can be done in a day.”

Wang Xinzhi's smile closed, and his face became a little more serious and solemn: "You can rest assured, I will pay close attention to the long-term and short-term planning of the garment factory, and I will definitely let the garment factory in my hands. to glory."

Zhen Zhen smiled: "Okay, then I will leave it to you. The clothing factory and the furniture factory have the same distribution ratio. I will give you 20% of the shares and 40% of the annual net income. Dividends." Wang Xinzhi's lips moved, and he was speechless with excitement.

Hang up the phone, Li Mingzhen called Sun Rende again and explained the next grant to Wang Xinzhi, and he was relieved.

Stretching, looking at the profile of Xi Junjie who was reading under the lamp, Zhen Zhen walked over and hugged Xi Junjie's neck from behind and kissed him on the face.

Xi Junjie turned around and put Zhen Zhen in his arms and hugged him on his lap: "Are you done?"

"Well." Zhen Zhen leaned against Xi Junjie's arms and let out a long sigh of relief: "There are two people in the factory, Sun Rende and Wang Xinzhi, I don't need to worry too much, it's just that I can use There are too few people in the factory, and most of the factory is the kind of one who directs one action, and few are willing to use their brains.”

Xi Junjie put his arms around Zhen Zhen and helped Zhen Zhen to think of an idea: "Nowadays, there is no school in Huaguo dedicated to cultivating talents such as business management, you can only train some flexible minds and dare to open up. Young people, see if you can pick out a few who are loyal and talented in management, or you can directly introduce high-end talents from abroad like Wang Xinzhi. But..." Xi Junjie sighed: "Like Wang Xinzhi, who specializes in business management. Yes, it is too hard to meet young people who are willing to return to China to develop their careers."

"Yes." Zhen Zhen hugged her arms and sighed: "I've been lucky to meet one Wang Xinzhi, but it would be too difficult to meet another one, I can only think of other things. The method is to dig some more management talents.”

Touching Zhen Zhen's hair, Xi Junjie asked curiously, "Do you have any other ideas for making money?"

Zhen Zhen nodded and looked at Xi Junjie mysteriously: "I ask you, who makes the best money?"

Xi Junjie was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly answered after thinking for a long time: "Is it a rich person? They spend a lot of money, so it will be easier to make money relatively speaking."

Zhen Zhen smiled, stretched out her finger and stroked Xi Junjie's face: "Wrong, the best money is the money in a woman's pocket! Especially a woman who loves beauty!"

This answer has opened up Xi Junjie's mind a lot. After all, he has stayed in the fashion capital for many years. Xi Junjie is deeply touched by the persistence of French women in the pursuit of beauty. Eyebrows, an idea formed in my mind: "You already have a clothing factory, so what are you going to do? Is it to acquire a home chemical factory to make your own cosmetics brand, or is it more direct, such as opening a beauty salon or the like? of?"

Zhen Zhen sat up straight and gave Xi Junjie a big "boom": "You guessed it! I want to open a beauty salon, but this matter comes up. It's more difficult than opening a furniture factory and a clothing factory." Zhen Zhen sighed softly against Xi Junjie's arms: "If a factory like a furniture factory or a clothing factory is directly acquired, we only need to have excellent management talents. And the design that can lead the market and the perfect sales strategy are enough. But beauty is different. It is still a brand-new field in China that no one has involved in, not to mention the old workers, even the skilled ones. So If I want to set up a beauty salon, I must first find some reliable and very smart girls, send them to Hong Kong Island or even abroad for study and training, and then one must have a management talent who can take care of the beauty salon, preferably women. Yes, so that beauty shops have the basic conditions for opening."

Zhen Zhen got down from Xi Junjie's arms and took out a piece of paper to write and draw: "If you build your own beauty brand, it is essential to enter the cosmetics industry in the future." Zhen Zhen took The writing hand paused and scratched his hair angrily: "People, I'm short of people."

Xi Junjie smiled: "The cosmetics factory is not in a hurry, but I have someone I can recommend for the beauty salon."

"Who?" Zhen Zhen looked at Xi Junjie's excited eyes.

Xi Junjie smiled, he held Zhen Zhen's hand and softly spit out two words: "My mother!"

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Ling Xiulan and Xi Changbo went to France together. As the wife of a diplomatic ambassador, Ling Xiulan has to participate in many activities in the upper French society. Participating in such activities is not just a matter of washing your head and changing your clothes. In order to show your importance, it is necessary to go to a beauty salon for a set of beauty treatments. If it is more extravagant, the more high-end beauty salons will match different dresses, shoes and bags according to the requirements of the guests, and make a beautiful hairstyle according to the selected clothes. This set of services is complete.

Ling Xiulan has been in France for more than ten years. In addition to attending banquets, she also chooses to go to a beauty salon for daily maintenance and hairstyles. It is because of this foundation that although Ling Xiulan is now in her forties, she still looks like a person in her thirties, with no deeper wrinkles on her face.

Zhen Zhen nodded when she heard her mother-in-law's name, but then hesitated: "This beauty salon is not a light job, there is no domestic experience in shaping, we all have to touch The stone crosses the river, and besides, I have to take people to study abroad in the early stage, what should I do if my mother is tired?"

Xi Junjie stroked Zhen Zhen's hair: "Look back and ask my mother if she is willing. Since returning to China, her career has been put on hold, and she has nothing else to do but grow flowers. I like it, and if there is something to do, I guess she will be happy too."

Zhen Zhen nodded: "Tell my mother tomorrow."

The next day was a working day, and Zhen Zhen didn't mention it until after dinner, when the family sat around drinking tea and chatting, but at first Zhen Zhen wasn't sure if Ling Xiulan went out The idea of ​​starting a business was hesitant and asked again and again: "Mom, I think Chinese women have gradually changed their minds in the past two years, paying more and more attention to the beauty of their appearance, like clothing and hairstyles, they like to closely follow the trends on TV. , I think since the market prospects for women are so good, I want to open a beauty salon, what do you think?"

Ling Xiu's blue eyes suddenly lit up, she stood up excitedly and pulled Zhen Zhen and asked, "Is it the kind of beauty salon that does skin care?" Looking at Zhen Zhen, she nodded Nodding, Ling Xiulan sincerely praised: "This idea is great, women have to pay attention to maintenance, especially regular care is essential." Ling Xiulan didn't even bother to drink tea, she held her chin and pondered for a moment: " I think this can be done, and it has great prospects. Don’t think that we ordinary people are not particularly rich now, but don’t underestimate women’s obsession with beauty. If you leave me, you can skip meals, and beauty must be done.” Ling Xiu Lan Yue said The more excited: "Zhen Zhen, where are you going to open your beauty shop? Have you figured out where to buy the equipment?"

Looking at Ling Xiulan's excited look, Zhen Zhen shook her head with a wry smile: "I just have this idea at the moment, it will take some time before it takes shape. I work at Huaguo Society to increase my horizons. I have accumulated network capital, so I will not be able to quit my job for a while to concentrate on running a beauty salon. To tell you the truth, I also have ready-made stores and funds under my name. People from other areas will manage the beauty shop, and then find some ingenious girls to go to foreign professional beauty shops to train for a period of time, so as to make customers feel that it is worth the money."

"Your idea is right!" Ling Xiulan nodded in agreement, then she frowned slightly: "As for the person in charge of the beauty shop..." She paused and suddenly smiled: "You How do you feel about me?"

Ling Xiulan's words were a surprise to Zhen Zhen, she originally just wanted to take a side view to see what Ling Xiulan was thinking, but she didn't expect to speak up without waiting for her to invite Ling Xiulan.

"Mom, are you really willing to do it?" Zhen Zhen was indescribably excited, she looked at Ling Xiulan and nodded with a smile, Zhen Zhen immediately said: "It would be great if Mom was willing to take charge of the beauty salon. Now, my mother is beautiful and looks young, as long as you walk into the store, it will be a living sign of our beauty store. But..." Zhen Zhen's words changed, and her face became a little more worried: "This beauty store is not well run. It will be too easy, then Mom will not be as leisurely as she is now."

The younger you are. When your dad and I first came back, the domestic situation was very tense, and we immediately put out my passion for doing business, and not even a small flame was left. Although the domestic situation has improved in the past two years, I didn’t even think about what to do for a while, this guy is getting lazy the more he stays, I’ve been counting the petals for several years at home and I don’t even like to move my brain.”

"Can you turn your head now?" Xi Changbo refilled the tea for a few people, and looked at Ling Xiulan with a little teasing.

"Of course." Ling Xiulan said that the things she likes are full of light in her eyes: "This beauty business is still blank in China, and people like me who come back from the fashion capital have to be a pioneer. Just do it."

Zhen Zhen looked at Ling Xiulan's confident look and couldn't help laughing: "Mom, then we're done?"

"It's done!" Ling Xiulan made a decision with a slap in the face: "In the past two days, you are going to prepare the materials, I will go through the industrial and commercial formalities first. I will quickly confirm another storefront and find someone to clean it up. Well, we have to recruit people to train into the equipment."

"It's a big place to be a beauty salon. I have four or five stores connected in several places." Zhen Zhen was thinking about the stores she bought, and she hasn't decided which place to choose. , Ling Xiulan has already taken out a pen and paper and handed it to Zhen Zhen: "You write down the address, I'll take a look tomorrow."

Zhen Zhen wrote the address, hugged Ling Xiulan's arm excitedly and smiled: "Mom, we will partner in the future."

Ling Xiulan patted Zhen Zhen's hand and smiled: "Not only a partner, you are also my boss."

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Ling Xiulan has the temperament to do what she says. In the morning, Zhen Zhen and Xi Junjie just finished grooming and went to the front hall to eat, and Ling Xiulan was full and went out. When Zhen Zhen came back in the evening, Ling Xiulan had already cut out a lot of magazines she brought back from France to prepare the design drawings.

"Mom, what are you busy with?" Zhen Zhen took off her coat and stretched out her head to read the thick magazines on the table. Ling Xiulan didn't lift her head, she turned to a picture of a beauty shop, picked up scissors and cut it out: "I'm thinking about designing and decorating, but I'm not very good at drawing design drawings, and you'll have to write for a while."

"Have you chosen a shop?" Zhen Zhen picked up a mess of drawings, and guessed the location of the shop by looking at the area on it: "You are looking at East Chang'an. Where is the street?"

"Yes." Ling Xiulan said, the pen in her hand was not idle: "That location has a lot of traffic and is the most lively place in our imperial capital. To put it bluntly, there are more people watching the fun than other places. In addition, this store is not far from the Imperial Hotel, which is convenient for attracting high-end customers. It's just that this store now has a clothing store, and I think the business is very prosperous. If your contract has not expired, people may not be willing to move. "

Zhen Zhen smiled: "That's a store I had nothing to do when I was in college, just to earn some pocket money. As long as you choose a place, I will immediately let someone vacate the store."

Ling Xiulan didn't expect her daughter-in-law to not only open a factory but also a clothing store, she couldn't help but boast: "Zhen Zhen, your vision is so unique, I think the clothes in that clothing store are very new. , the location of the store is also good, you are really a business person."

Zhen Zhen smiled and took Ling Xiulan's arm: "Mom, please don't praise me, you will blush if you praise me any more."

Ling Xiulan smiled, rubbed her neck and saw that it was getting late, she put down her pen and stood up to support Zhen Zhen's shoulder: "Go, let's go to dinner, and discuss it after dinner. store design.”

The beauty salon has now become a major event in Ling Xiulan's mind. When I got off the table, I didn't know what to think, I was very excited when I saw it, and a few people were startled for a while.

After eating a frightening meal, Zhen Zhen just rinsed her mouth, Ling Xiulan pulled her up and ran away, the two men stared blankly at the disappearing backs of the two women, He sighed in unison.

"I started to think that asking Zhen Zhen to work with my mother is not a good suggestion." Xi Junjie sighed in trouble: "Why did my mother suddenly become such a workaholic?"

Xi Changbo remembered the study occupied by his daughter-in-law, so he brewed tea in the front hall: "It's fine if your mother has something to do, I've always worried that the longer she stays, the less energetic she will be, This person will grow old quickly if he has no energy. A person who loves beauty like your mother will definitely not be able to bear it. She only becomes a workaholic when she finds something she likes. Even if she is busy and tired, as long as she likes it, She also liked it."

Xi Junjie sighed with a frown: "I think my mother is energetic, but my spirit is going to be gone."

Sure enough, that night, Xi Junjie waited in the room until ten o'clock before seeing Zhen Zhen come back. Although Zhen Zhen was in the main courtyard in front, and there were electric lights under the promenade that he passed by, Xi Junjie was still worried and took a thick coat to go out to pick up his daughter-in-law.

Walking into the main courtyard, he saw bright lights shining through the glass. Xi Junjie was about to go in, but he found that the wing room was also lit, so he turned and went to the east wing. Opening the door, Xi Junjie saw that Xi Changbo had changed into his pajamas and was leaning on the bed reading a book, and a bad premonition came to his mind: "Dad, why are you sleeping here?"

Xi Changbo glanced at Xi Junjie bitterly: "Your mother and your daughter-in-law are in a good mood, I see that they are not going to sleep for a while, your daughter-in-law is in the study, I will not I'm too embarrassed to stay in the bedroom, so I just brought my pajamas to the east wing. Fortunately, tomorrow is Sunday, so everyone can sleep in late. If you go to work, your daughter-in-law will be late for work. "

Looking at his son's broken face, Xi Changbo looked at him sympathetically: "It's okay, anyway, you two have said that you will have children after a few years, so it doesn't matter if you sleep alone of."

"Who said it doesn't matter." Xi Junjie looked resentful: "It's been less than a month since I married my daughter-in-law, so why am I alone in the vacant room? No, me and I Mom, tell me."

Xi Junjie turned around and walked out, Xi Changbo was sitting at the window full of anticipation, thinking that if Xi Junjie pulled Zhen Zhen away, he would still be able to take it back to the house to sleep. But he waited left and right until he kept yawning and couldn't keep his eyelids open. Then he mumbled resentfully, "Useless boy." Then he went to bed unwillingly.

Xi Junjie decisively picked up Zhen Zhen and carried it on his shoulders. Seeing that the clothes on Zhen Zhen's body were not thick enough, Xi Junjie simply pulled the little quilt that Ling Xiulan slept with in the afternoon and put it on Zhen Zhen.

Ling Xiulan stunned as her son robbed his daughter-in-law like a bandit, and finally threw a sentence: "Don't wake us up tomorrow morning."

Ling Xiulan touched her chin and shouted at her son with good intentions: "I see, I will prepare kidney-guiding health soup for you tomorrow morning."