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Looking at Song Jia's retreating figure, Jiang Ning and Wang Xiufen looked at each other in confusion, then held hands and laughed and danced.

Fifty clothes lists, two yuan each, that’s a hundred yuan!

When Lin Chen came back, he saw them so happy and raised his lips to listen to what they said.

"Achen, we have received a big job." Jiang Ning looked up at her with a happy smile on his face.

Lin Chen felt extremely sweet in his heart when he saw her happy. He pinched her little face with his hands and said lovingly:

"My wife is so awesome!"

Wang Xiufen turned away without being surprised, with an aunt's smile on her face.

Ma Huijuan, who was hiding in the darkness, had dark clouds on her face. Looking at all this, she almost bit her tongue off. Why is Jiang Ning always so lucky?

Jiang Ning returned to the room and said to those who were clamoring to cancel their orders:

"Don't be impatient, I will refund your order immediately."

In fact, many of them didn't want to quit that much. They were a little hesitant to hear her so cheerful.

"Jiang Zhiqing, how about you hurry up and make it quickly?"

Jiang Ning chuckled. She was the one who caused the most trouble just now. Others can negotiate easily, but she can't.

"I'm sorry, you also heard that the textile factory needs the goods urgently. Since you have concerns, I won't force you. The money will be refunded to you immediately."

All these people were sent away neatly, and the remaining orders were from the aunt who had never come to make a fuss. They must be completed on time and with high quality.

"Oh, I have to be quick." Wang Xiufen grabbed her work clothes and entered the room.

That looks like an employee being watched by the leader.

Jiang Ning took out the notebook and checked the accounts one by one. After all, he still left a few orders, which he had to find time to complete.

What went wrong?

She never understood.

While she was busy, Liu Fang came over and brought her the answer.

She told Jiang Ning that someone also wrote a letter to her father-in-law.

Good guy, it’s signed Yi Yong, and it’s still on the commune’s stationery.

"Secretary Yi is related to my husband's family. If there is a need to write a letter, someone must be impersonating him."

Liu Fang analyzed it with her. Her rosy face showed that she was newlywed.

"Thank you, shall I have a drink with Secretary Yi another day?" Jiang Ning asked tentatively.

Liu Fang smiled cheerfully: "No problem! I'll invite him over next time!"

After Liu Fang left, Jiang Ning thought about it for a long time and guessed a few candidates in her mind. However, there was no evidence and it was difficult for her to make a decision. Besides, she was very busy now and did not want to pursue the case for the time being. When the time came, she would wait for the black hands behind it to take action. Surface.

In the evening, Wang Xiufen worked overtime again, and Lin Chen worked for her with a flashlight. It took until ten o'clock to make a sample of work clothes.

She tried it on and found it fit perfectly. The upper body effect was exactly the same as the old work clothes.

The next day, Jiang Ning carried the finished clothes like a heavy dream and found the textile factory.

When the guard saw her, he asked her for her work permit with a straight face.

"Uncle, I'm here to see my friend. She was playing at my house yesterday and left her work clothes behind. I was afraid that she would be anxious, so I brought them to her." Jiang Ning made up an excuse with a smile.

The uncle's expression softened a lot and he asked her which workshop her friend was from.

Jiang Ning made a confused expression: "Hey, I didn't know that she is an accountant."

When the uncle heard that she was an accountant, he quickly opened the door for her.

"Accountants are not workshops, they are agency cadres. When you walk along this road, you will see that there is no three-story building, but finance is on the first floor."

"Thank you." Jiang Ning thanked with a smile, took a handful of White Rabbit toffee from her pocket and stuffed it into the uncle's hand.

Jiang Ning found Song Jia without any effort.

Song Jia took the clothes she brought over and went to the deputy director's office.

Ten minutes later, she took Jiang Ning to the purchasing department to sign the contract.

In less than an hour, Jiang Ning had an additional contract order in his hand.

The contract stipulates that she will take the fabric away, process it into clothes, and then bring it over for payment.

When checking out, you need to add a letter of introduction.

Jiang Ning knew that the reason things could go so smoothly was because of Song Jia's mediation.

"Come on, I'll treat you to lunch." She invited.

Her impression of Song Jia was not very good at first, and she felt somewhat guilty.

"Okay, just wait for me."

After Song Jia finished speaking, she actually went to the deputy director's room again. When she came out, her face was red, she took her arm and walked out.

When going out, the uncle greeted Song Jia:

"Accountant Song, let's go out for dinner!"

Then he smiled at Jiang Ning. If he had known that he was Accountant Song's friend, he wouldn't have asked more questions.

The two came to the state-owned hotel, ordered two dishes each according to the menu hanging on the wall, and then waited for the staff to serve them.

It could be seen that Song Jia came here often. The staff were cold to others, but they smiled at her and even exchanged greetings with her.

"The target didn't come today?"

"He is busy and has no time."

During the meal, Song Jia got straight to the point and told Jiang Ning that the photo studio had received a lot of orders for clothes, and her father had registered them all, but she had an idea and wanted to cooperate with her.

Jiang Ning was very interested: "How to cooperate?"

"It's not easy for you to come to the county town. In addition to working, I have a lot of spare time. I can help you measure the sizes of these orders, remember the customer's needs, and save a batch and give it to you... "

Song Jia spoke out her thoughts.

Jiang Ning's face showed surprise: "Actually, I also have this idea. If you are willing, I will naturally get it. As for sharing this piece, if you ask for it, I will try my best to satisfy it."

People can be helpful occasionally, but not all the time.

Song Jia chuckled: "The first time I met Jiang Zhiqing, I knew you were very cheerful. Can I earn ten cents for running errands from one piece of clothing?"

Jiang Ning smiled, this girl is not greedy.

"I'll give you ten cents for ordinary clothes, and three cents for big ones." Jiang Ning wouldn't let her suffer.

To be honest, it would be too tiring to run back and forth to the county seat.

When the order for work clothes is over, the order from the commune will have to be picked up again, and the workload will not be small.

The processing fee for an ordinary piece of clothing in the county is one yuan, which is not much more than a dime for her.

After the two finalized the details of the cooperation, they chatted about daily life.

Only then did I realize that the photo studio was closed the last time I came here because the director was celebrating his fiftieth birthday.

"Your dad is fifty. I thought he was in his forties. He looks quite young."

"You are so young, your hair is a bit gray, and now you are expecting me to get married as soon as possible!"

"Don't you have a partner?"

"My dad introduced me. He said he met me at the photo studio. I think he is a bit old and is still under investigation."

"You have to be careful..."