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"Aren't you worried that they will steal our customers?"

Zhao Da looked at Song Fuyu's confident look. Although he was a little worried, it was reduced a lot.

"I'm not worried about us, but I'm worried that their imitation clothes won't be sold."

"How to say?"

"Tell me first, why the clothes produced in the factory couldn't be sold before, but after I came, our clothes were sold?"

"Because the style is new."

"Yes, it's just because of the novel style!"

"Our clothes are not cheap. They may cost more than what they cost to produce them abroad."

"Last time I was in Guangzhou, there were several repeat customers, and the money they spent on their purchases was much higher than last time. This proves that the clothes produced by our factory are easy to sell abroad."

"Since the sales are good, there are so many businessmen abroad, and they are not stupid, will they imitate it?"

"It has been a year and a half. They have been selling them for so long. No matter how novel the clothes are, they have become bland and boring as more people wear them."

After listening to Song Fuyu's words, Zhao Da felt deeply that he was stupid and couldn't turn around. He worried for several hours in vain.

“Even if they sell the same clothes as us, there’s no need to worry.”

"When doing business, the products are one aspect, and the people selling the products are also another aspect."

She left Uncle Zhao to think where he was and went to see the layout of the booth.

Their factory is completely different from other factories.

Other factories are still eating from the big pot, selling more and selling less. They only have so little salary anyway.

There is no reward for selling more, and there is no penalty for selling less. Of course, you will choose the method that is most comfortable for you.

Their factory is different. Although there is no punishment now, the rewards are very generous, which is enough to encourage everyone to sell hard.

If you work hard for a week, the sales will be high, and you can get a bonus of several months' salary. They know how to choose.

.........

"Director Xiao Song, have you had a good rest?"

When they saw Song Fuyu, the other two factory directors who worked with her immediately came over to her and greeted her.

"Have a rest."

"Thanks to the booth layout you designed, our factory also became popular in advance."

"This is a good thing. It means that in the next week, if you don't sign orders, your business will definitely be booming."

"Haha, borrow your auspicious words."

"Director Xiao Song, I wonder when our products will be put out?"

"I'll take a general look at it first. If there's nothing that needs to be adjusted, I can start arranging it now."

"Thanks to Comrade Jin this time. If it weren't for him, the people we sent to decorate the booth would have been completely blind and wouldn't have been able to do many things."

"Don't say that. It's their first time setting it up and they have no experience. It will be much better in the future."

There were employees from two factories nearby, and she didn't know which one came in advance. If she just said yes, they couldn't do it, then the relationship would be unworkable.

Therefore, no matter what others say, she must give him a step down.

"Yes, you are right. If this mistake happens again next time, let them go home and eat themselves."

Song Fuyu smiled lightly and continued his inspection.

"The shoe factory can now put the shoes on the shelves. Let's put them on the shelves first. I will come back to make adjustments in the afternoon."

"Okay~"

"Director Qi, the rope hanging down here is too high. It needs to be lowered."

"I was just worried about hitting my head, so I let it hang up a lot."

"It's okay. If you touch it, you will touch it. They are all made of cloth and wool and cannot be damaged."

"Hang it too high. It looks tiring when you raise your head and you can't see clearly. It's better to hang it at eye level and you can see it clearly while walking."

"Okay, it's up to you, I'll let them go down."

"Check the display rack in the middle again. It's best to think of ways to reinforce it so that it doesn't get knocked down by too many people coming and going."

"Also, there are not enough mirrors. Send someone quickly to buy a few more."

After saying everything, she moved to the clothing factory.

The people sent here from the clothing factory were all "old acquaintances", so she didn't have much to worry about.

"Director Xiao Song, when will we distribute work uniforms? Will there be two sets this time?"

Li Ming is particularly looking forward to the new work clothes, but he hasn't seen them yet this time because they were made by people from the studio.

"This kid has been talking about it several times and keeps asking you when you will come over."

"I disappoint you. This time each person only has one set."

"If you are not disappointed, you are not disappointed. As long as you are, it is not a disappointment."

"This time I made cotton clothes. As long as they are kept clean, it doesn't matter if I don't change them for a week."

"Great!"

"I have new cotton clothes!"

"Don't be so happy yet, there are still surprises."

"What surprise?"

"Let's keep it secret for now, and I'll tell you when I distribute the clothes tonight."

"Ah! Director Xiao Song, why do you do this every time and stop talking in the middle of a sentence!"

"It's not the first day you know me."

"Okay, go to work quickly. If you ask me about it halfway, your share of the surprise tonight will be excluded."

As soon as these words came out, the words Li Minggang wanted to say were blocked in his throat.

He made a gesture of sealing his mouth, not daring to say more.

After lunch, he called Yan Ziyuan. Song Fuyu went back and took a nap for two hours before coming back to check the overall situation.

Jin Kai and An Bangguo, who were sent to find the models, had also returned with two men and four women.

"Sister-in-law, Brother Bang Guo and I selected six of them, and the remaining twenty or so people will come back on the morning of the [-]th."

Song Fuyu looked at the six people they brought over. They were all well-proportioned and handsome in appearance.

"Hey, it's you!"

This person was one of the models found in last year's fashion show. His name was Wang Maoyun. Because there were uncommon characters in his name, Song Fuyu had some impressions.

"Director Xiao Song, we meet again."

Wang Maoyun liked the short-term temporary model job last year. This year, with the idea of ​​trying his luck, he went to the place where they recruited workers last year and waited for two days, and he really got the job.

"Don't you have to work?"

Young people who can stay in the city are either not studying in school or have a job, otherwise they basically go to the countryside to become educated youth.

Wang Maoyun looks to be about [-] years old and probably no longer in school.

"I asked my mother to do the work for me for a week, so that I won't delay my work."

"Okay, then you will be the leader of the model group and be responsible for organizing them. Lunch will be provided here, and the money for the meal will be registered and collected by Jin Kai."

"Okay, I promise that I will not betray Director Xiao Song's trust."