I'm really just the village head

After Yang Yi learned about the start of the garment factory, he was angry at Liu Chunlai's shamelessness, and he didn't care that Miao Shilin asked her to find opportunities to contact Liu Chunlai and went straight back.

"Would you like to arrange someone else? She didn't rest last night and is working in the factory again today..."

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

"It's not a problem for you to survive this way, your health is important." Liu Chunlai sighed.

This woman rushed for samples all night last night, went back in the morning and rested for a while. In the afternoon, the factory began to produce samples and ran back to work.

Yang Xiaole found six tall, courageous girls who are willing to wear new clothes to the streets. Everyone has a different style. With Yang Xiaole and others, there are almost 20 sets.

Yin Dongmei wanted to finish it all alone.

"Manager Liu, or let her do it. She is raising three children by herself. She used to be a stick before, making money everywhere... Yesterday the family was out of food, if it weren’t for you to propose to give everyone a month’s advance Salary..." Seeing Liu Chunlai's objection, Yin Dongmei looked at herself for help, and Huang Li explained to Liu Chunlai.

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

How much is this?

Life is gone.

Proofing has not yet been determined due to issues such as craftsmanship, and may not be revised continuously, and the bonus will be higher, a set of one yuan.

Is this woman all dead for such a small amount of money?

"Her family is in a special situation. It turned out to be a March 8th red flag bearer in the factory. Not only does she have good craftsmanship, she also works hard, but the man is not married well..." Seeing Liu Chunlai disagrees, Huang Li called him outside and introduced Yin Dongmei. "Although there is an order for 50,000 pairs of pants, no one knows how many will be left after this is completed."

Huang Li herself has no bottom.

Liu Chunlai was speechless, "Okay, look at the arrangement. Tomorrow morning, I will see all the samples are processed."

If you have an opportunity to seize it, Liu Chunlai can't object to someone who doesn't even want his life.

Let Wu Erwa send the others back first, and Liu Chunlai is going to talk to Wu Erwa about paying the girls who are preparing to run the show.

"Remuneration, what remuneration do you want? Brother Chunlai, didn't you mean that you would give them clothes and pants for a walk around?"

Wu Erwa looked puzzled.

There are dozens of such clothes.

Just walk around in a circle and get the clothes for nothing. Isn’t that enough?

Liu Chunlai knew that he didn't understand: "They must not be allowed to do this for free. Although these clothes are beautiful, they are now fancy outfits. It takes a lot of courage to wear them out, and they may be scolded. Besides, let's not just do this once. Even, In order to cooperate with sales promotion, it may be displayed in other big cities."

"Go to other cities?" Wu Erwa was even more puzzled.

Yang Xiaole was excited and flattered: "Brother Chunlai is a clever trick! Before going to Rongcheng, no one paid any attention. It was when Brother Xuechunlai was dancing in Jiefangbei wearing pants, and then someone slowly bought it. If there are some beautiful girls following Together, the effect will definitely be better!"

He knew better than anyone how Rongcheng opened up the situation.

As soon as Zhou Rong's trousers arrive, they will all be sold.

Without the support of the market in Rongcheng, it would be impossible for Liu Chunlai to sell all of the 30,000 pairs of trousers just relying on Shancheng.

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

"Brother Chunlai, this is really unnecessary. It's all played well with us. Asking them to help is definitely okay." Wu Erwa really felt that there was no need to waste money. "After the incident, just ask them to have a hot pot. "

MMP!

Liu Chunlai almost scolded it.

Now when I hear hot pot, the chrysanthemum is tight.

Can't treat someone else, do you have to have hot pot?

Liu Chunlai shook his head: "No, no matter how good the relationship is, it won't work to ask people to help often. Let's set up a model team, pay 60 yuan a month, and pay bonuses 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 achieve eye-catching means and quickly open the market for products.

Before, Liu Chunlai also went to the Victoria's Secret Show to see beautiful women many times. Of course, at that time, it was not just for the show...

With the model team in his hands, he can continue to use some methods that are in line with the times, but can give people a sense of novelty.

At that time, it will always be imitated, never surpassed.

As long as the model team is mentioned, people will first think of Liu Chunlai's clothing brand, and then it is a success.

Clothing must be a brand.

The one produced before did not even have a label because of the short time.

The domestic apparel 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. He is going to export to earn foreign currency!

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

"Then, what about us?" Yang Xiaole looked at Liu Chunlai blankly.

He also wants to join the model team.

"You belong to the sales staff of the trading company. The model team will not hang in the red shirt garment factory, but will belong to the spring rain garment factory, the parent company of the Sequoia Garment Factory."

The two immediately felt that the Chunyu Garment Factory was as tall as it was.

But I don't know that the so-called Chunyu Garment Factory has only 11 sewing machines, and a rural woman who only read the first grade of junior high school is the factory director!

The girls Wu Erwa they found were not particularly beautiful.

At least no one puts on makeup. I can't see that Liu Chunlai has seen the gorgeousness that has been piled up with countless packaging and makeup.

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

Liu Zhiqiang rode a CJ70 motorcycle to the clothing factory to pick up Liu Chunlai. Liu Chunlai, who was already strong willpower, almost fell asleep in the back seat of the motorcycle.

As soon as he returned, Liu Chunlai lay down. Before he fell asleep, Liu Jiuwa called him up to eat.

After a good dinner, Liu Chunlai had no appetite after a day of tiredness.

When he was in a daze, Liu Jiuwa poured a large bowl of black and very poor-tasting Chinese medicine into Liu Chunlai to lie down quietly.

Sleeping soundly, Liu Chunlai was called again by Liu Jiuwa.

"Brother Nine, I really don't want to practice this stuff."

He thought it was dawn.

"Don't let you practice, I will boil water for you, soak in a hot bath before going to sleep."

Liu Chunlai was sore all over, he didn't want to move, so he didn't even think about taking a bath.

Liu Jiuwa didn't wait for his consent, so she stripped Liu Chunlai so that only a pair of pants were left. Then, with her leg in one hand and her arm in the other, she threw Liu Chunlai into a wooden bucket filled with half a bucket of hot water in the yard.

After being thrown in the water, Liu Chunlai didn't struggle a few times, and he felt the comfort of being soaked in the warm water. Dense beads of perspiration appeared on his forehead. He was sore and feeble. He was too lazy to toss. Fell asleep.