My system automatically adds money

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After coming out of the Dafeng Garment Factory, Zhang Fan and his group drove around the entire Ningcheng almost once, and when they saw a medium-sized garment factory, they went in and visited.

They are blind cats catching dead mice, but they also have a basic understanding of Ningcheng's clothing factory. By contrast, Zheng Dafeng can be regarded as conscientious.

One factory even employs child labor, and the dozen or so girls seem to have come out to work during the summer vacation of high school students.

Chemical fiber fabrics are randomly stacked in the corner, without even the most basic fire protection measures.

After coming out of the factory, Zhang Zhenzhen asked incomprehensibly: "Why did you deliberately touch the other party's mold? What kind of fire?"

Zhang Fan smiled."I won't cooperate with him anyway, and I won't meet in the future. If you offend, you will offend."

Even though he knew that the other party would use what he said as a fart, Zhang Fan said it.

Some things, although the result will not change, but when you try to prevent it, at least your conscience can get by.

Even people who are reluctant to buy a few fire extinguishers are too picky, and it's great to feel sick.

At this time, the dark clouds in the sky are completely gone, leaving only white clouds.

Zhu Lingyue turned to Zhang Fan and asked, "Boss, where are we going now?"

Zhang Fan took out his mobile phone and glanced at the time. It was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

The three of them have not eaten from morning till now, so they said to Zhu Lingyue: "I don't want to see the factory today, first go find a better restaurant to have a good meal."

In a crowded place, Zhang Fanrang parked Zhu Lingyue's car on the side of the road, and got off the car and found a middle-aged aunt at random. Is it an established restaurant?"

The middle-aged aunt is very hospitable and introduces her in Mandarin.

"The oldest building in Ningcheng is the Zhuangyuan Building. It was there during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. Dongfuyuan and Meilongzhen restaurants are also good. Ding Taifeng’s Xiaolongbao is also recommended for you to eat, and... .."

The aunt probably introduced everything very carefully because she saw that Zhang Fan and his party were outsiders.

Later, I said that those places should not be visited because they are specially designed for tourists.

Zhang Fan listened quietly beside her, and after she finished speaking, she quickly thanked her."Thank you, Auntie, and trouble you."

"It's not troublesome. I will also advertise to your relatives and friends after I go back. Our Ningcheng is an outstanding man. Come and play more." The aunt waved her hand with pride on her face.

Finally he said: "Young man, I wish you all a good time."

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After coming out of the Zhuangyuan Building, Zhu Lingyue rubbed her belly with a memorable look on her face, while giving Zhang Fan a thumbs up."Working for Boss Zhang is comfort, eating well all the way and living well is the same as traveling by car. There is money to get it. It's really miserable."

Zhang Fan hiccuped."Those who won't be born, and those who die won't take it with you. It's better to live and enjoy it instead of keeping a golden coffin for yourself after death."

Zhu Lingyue shook her head."I don't mean that, I mean I rarely see someone who is so generous to you. Before, I helped a boss drive and let me eat by myself."

Zhang Fan couldn't help laughing. He looked up at the dim moon in the sky and sighed before answering."Maybe I once wished I could meet a good boss!"

Zhang Zhenzhen knocked him on the head after seeing his cousin pretending to be forceful again."Pretend to be old again, how old are you?"

Zhang Fan glared at Zhang Zhenzhen. This girl has become less and less of herself in the last few days, and she dared to knock him on the head at will.

Zhang Zhenzhen was not afraid of Zhang Fan's threat. After covering his mouth and belching, he asked Zhang Fan, "Xiao Fan, shall we visit other garment factories tomorrow?"

Zhang Fan shook his head."Forget it, it's almost the same if you think about it, so I don't waste time. I will go to the raw material market tomorrow and find a good quality raw material supplier."

"You get what you pay for." Zhang Zhenzhen reminded.Destiny book www.yyshu8xs.com

"We don't need to save money in this area. When the time comes, the quality of the clothes will be good, the styles will be good, and the price will be close to the people. It will definitely catch on soon."

"What about the profit? This way, the profit will be very small." Although this problem can be understood at the first thought, and his cousin knew it well, Zhang Zhenzhen still said it.

"First set a small goal, not to lose money, when our brand awareness starts, the money will automatically come." Zhang Fan decided to pour poison chicken soup on Zhang Zhenzhen.

He said that he had no confidence. The clothing industry was originally a labor-intensive and low-profit industry, and he still had an almost unrealistic plan in his mind.

"Anyway, I don't expect to rely on this to make money, but it is to complete the task of the system. I really want to see if being a conscientious entrepreneur will go bankrupt?"

Zhang Zhenzhen seemed to have the same heart and soul as Zhang Fan, and then actively asked: "Will our clothes always be foundry in the future?"

After her visit on this day today, she always had a lump in her heart.

"What if the other party doesn't give me OEM one day?"

Zhang Zhenzhen's mind is still small peasant thinking, thinking that even giving clothes to others to produce is always an unreliable behavior.

She still doesn't know that the first party in this society is a father, and how much the clothing factory needs, as long as you give it the starting price.

Clothing is not a chip, without the latter's high-tech, only hard-earned money.

Zhang Fan did not give Zhang Zhenzhen the importance of the division of labor in popular science as before, but stretched his hands hard and looked at the bustling crowd.

His blue Porsche is particularly conspicuous, and many people passing by can't help but focus on it.

An aunt of environmental sanitation pushed a two-wheeled vehicle and carefully walked past it for fear of touching it.

Even though Zhang Fan is now the owner of this luxury car, he can't help but curse.

"This dog-day society has lost its fairness."

Zhang Fan thought for a while, looked at the dim moon in the sky again, and spoke slowly.

"I now have a dream. I want to go against the trend. Those tall companies always promote how good their employees are, but they will never mention that the employees of those companies that offer them are How bad is it."

"Finding Dafeng Garment Factory to do OEM is just a stopgap measure. Wait for me...when we have money, we will open a garment factory by ourselves instead of OEM."

"At that time, the scale of our garment factory may not be the largest, but I must make the staff's treatment the best in the industry, and buy six insurances and one housing fund."

"The factory building must be tall and there will be no shortage of ventilation, air conditioning, fire protection, etc., and the health protection of the employees must also be protected. My employees will not suffer from occupational diseases just because they have worked for me for a few years."

"I just want to see if the company can survive in this country if everything goes according to the regulations."

As soon as Zhang Fan's voice fell, he saw Zhang Zhenzhen looking at himself with an admiring face, with stars in his eyes.

"Xiao Fan, your speech just now resembles Martin Luther King."

In the end, she was rewarded by Zhang Fan. The latter glared at her, and said in a bad mood: "Don't curse me!"

Zhu Lingyue looked at Zhang Fan who was fighting with Zhang Zhenzhen, and shook her head gently.

"It seems that this rich young master has not experienced the actual beating, so he will still have such a beautiful dream."

But in her heart, she hopes that Zhang Fan's dream can be realized, and then she can also work in his clothing factory.

"With the friendship these days, how can I be a team leader."

Some passers-by heard Zhang Fan's speech and couldn't help but yell "OK".

After seeing Zhang Fan and his party sitting on the Porsche and leaving, they cursed again in their hearts.

"As expected to be the son of a capitalist, he speaks better than sings."