Reborn as the twin sister of the male protagonist with her mortal enemy

Zheng Hanqiu...should I say that you really understand me?

"So you want to make the kind of batik that grandma makes?" Zheng Juzi thought that so much white cloth must be dyed, but there was no such factory in the town, so she could only use traditional folk craftsmanship.

Zheng Hanqiu nodded, "I kind of think so."

"Logically, dyeing like that is time-consuming, laborious and unprofitable. Whether it's for making clothes or decorations, it doesn't conform to your aesthetic taste. But you want such a long zipper and it doesn't look like you're making a quilt cover. What do you want to do?" Zheng Juzi couldn't think of what to do for a moment, and her heart felt like someone was tickling her. She was eager to know the answer.

What did she think of that she hadn't thought of herself?

Zheng Hanqiu did not hide it from her, "I think it can be used as a pillow."

"A pillow?" Zheng Juzi thought about it again in combination with the zipper and guessed, "You want to make a multifunctional pillow that can be opened to become a small quilt when the zipper is zipped up?"

Zheng Hanqiu nodded and simply expressed his thoughts: "When I was watching short videos before, I saw many foreign athletes showing off this kind of pillow at the Winter Olympics. It seems that it is still very rare in their country. We can give it a try."

"We can give it a try, but I don't know much about it. I heard from Sister Xiaoman that this thing is troublesome to make and it is very demanding on the skills of the people. If we really want to open a factory for export, don't we have to consider where these people will come from? We can't have the factory director at my grandmother's place, right?" Zheng Juzi thought this idea was feasible, but it was still difficult to implement.

"What's more, we don't know how much money we will have to invest in the processing plant and the bamboo product factory. If we open a new factory, the financial pressure will be much greater." Although a million-dollar income is a huge sum of money, it will be very stressful to open so many factories.

"Of course you should handle the money issue." Zheng Hanqiu said that the issue had nothing to do with him. I want to do the work, and you should find a way to get the money. "Pressure brings motivation. I have confidence in your ability to bear it."

Zheng Juzi gritted her teeth... Now she is my sister, and I kiss her.

If you have difficulties with yourself, then find ways to make up for it with others.

When Wang Jun came again, he didn't expect the two sisters to be so easy to talk to. They agreed to cooperate immediately.

"Boss Wang, although our previous cooperation projects were all clothing, this time we don't want to do clothing but foreign trade exports. I wonder if you are interested in participating." Zheng Juzi began to make plans.

"What?" The Zheng family donated money to build roads and two new factories. These new houses were better than the villas of high-ranking officials he had seen. Wang Jun could be sure that the two sisters had the ability to make money.

He was sure that it was the ability of the two sisters. People like Zheng Guixiang could only be said to have some courage. It was okay for him to raise a few pigs in a small place. How could he talk about foreign trade exports all the time?

It is definitely more satisfying to make money from foreigners than from local people, but no one in their area has ever done foreign trade business, so what right do the two girls have to make such irresponsible statements?

Zheng Juzi just chuckled, not disguising the arrogance in his tone at all, "Boss Wang, cooperation requires mutual consent. There is no point in making false promises before the matter even begins. If you are willing, invest, if not, leave. My family didn't beg you to come in."

Here we go again, with that attitude again.

Wang Jun felt that he was getting impatient, and wanted to find out more, so he asked, "Since we want to cooperate, we must know what you do, right?"

Zheng Juzi was full of pride: "It doesn't matter what you do. What you want to know is whether you can make money or lose money, right?"

Wang Jun didn’t expect her to be so direct...Then just say it directly.

Zheng Juzi said: "If you make money, you will definitely make a lot of money, but it is also possible to lose money. After all, not everyone can guarantee a steady profit when doing business."

In this kind of situation, even if she was absolutely sure, she would not say that she would make a profit without loss, not to mention that she was not absolutely sure.

There are risks if you can’t make a promise. Wang Jun asked anxiously, “Then you have to tell me what you do, right?”

Zheng Juzi said righteously: "What I want to do is very novel, but it is easy to be imitated. I won't tell you if you don't invest money."

Wang Jun...is there anyone who recruits people like this?

Instead, he felt even more itchy in his heart - he really wanted to replicate Gu Yongan's success, so that he could have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life.

"How much is the minimum I need to invest?" Wang Jun asked. He thought of the printed vests they made. It was indeed easy to imitate if others knew about it. Some people just had the first chance, so it was not so unacceptable.

Is this acceptable? Zheng Juzi can feel his full sincerity. Birds of a feather flock together. Are all the people around Gu Yongan of this type? It's just a matter of degree?

"The initial investment is just to test the waters. We can start production by spending a few thousand dollars to set up a small workshop and a few sewing machines. When I sign more orders at the China International Import Expo, we can expand production." Zheng Juzi said calmly.

Wang Jun knew about the China International Import Expo, and their city had never exported anything, so why did she sound as if she was 80% sure when she said it?

A few thousand dollars really wasn't a big risk for him. Wang Jun was puzzled. "Let's not talk about anything else. You guys made a lot of money from selling vests, right? How come you can't even take out a few thousand dollars?"

Zheng Juzi frowned and reminded coldly: "Boss Wang, this money is your sincerity money, we are not begging you to join us."

Wang Jun...it seems like that's the case.

Zheng Juzi continued, "Besides, if this thing doesn't work out, you can only invest a few thousand yuan to set up a small workshop. If you get the order from the China International Import Expo later, you will definitely have to increase your investment. At that time, you will have to build a factory and a large number of sewing machines. You will also need to provide the fabrics and accessories.

If that's all you want, even if it doubles, it'll only be a few tens of thousands of dollars. Is it worth the risk?"

As he spoke, he took out a contract and gave it to him. "Take a look at this contract. If you agree, sign it. If you don't agree, bye. Everyone's time is precious, so don't waste it."

So soon? The contract is ready?

Wang Jun did a lot of business, most of which were verbal agreements, and formal contracts like this were rare. Even though he felt there might be a trap ahead, he couldn't help but read the contract. He was not Zheng Guixiang's daughter and would sign anything, so he read it carefully.

"I provided your factory and machines, and even the raw materials, but you can only get 30% of the profit. Isn't that too unfair?" Wang Jun felt that the other party was taking advantage of him.

"When you first cooperated with Gu Yongan, you made the raw materials and machines yourselves." Don't think he knows nothing. The only thing he can accept is the fabric.