Paper Fan Gold Drunk [Rebirth]

Since the questions he memorized yesterday were all marked with key points in the professor's class, he handled this exam fairly easily, and after that, he also unloaded his psychological burden, and even put the professor on the drawing board. The key points passed were enshrined as a treasure book, so in the next exam week, he was not very tired.

After the exam, he didn't stay in the capital, but went back to the mountain city to visit the garment factory his mother ran.

His mother is taking the high-end route of the mountain city, selling beautiful and beautiful clothes to the rich, and the price is not low, and he also copied the patterns and collocations of other famous brands, making it quite fashionable-it is still fashionable at this time After a while, when Xiangjiang returns in [-], such a routine will not work. Not only will it not work, but it will fall badly.

Many of these garment factories turned into pure garment processing factories during that period, receiving foreign trade orders from other leather bag companies, and the raw materials were directly depreciated from cashmere to acrylic fiber.

What is the concept of cashmere and acrylic?

That's like the Australian lobster and the Haihong in Dalian's summer bad street-one day, one place.The worst price of cashmere is 72 yuan per catty, and the most common price of acrylic fiber, not to mention the worst, is five yuan per catty-this is the gap.

If you don't want to be pulled down, you need to go another way and create a brand instead of simply imitating the things in those fashion magazines.

But Luo Qingyan also knows that most of the current clothing factories rely on imitation.

It is not impossible to find a good designer, but at this time, most of the vision is not broad enough, and the things produced are almost the same.

There is a place called Willow Town in the subordinate township below the mountain city.Here, the clothes that imitate Hong Kong, Japan, South Korea, European and American movies and TV dramas are produced here. It is definitely mass-produced. A piece of clothing costs [-] yuan and [-] yuan. It may only be worn for a season, but it is beautiful and fashionable.

So, when Luo Qingyan returned home and saw the factory his mother built in the suburbs of the mountain city, there was only one thing on his mind——now that the profession of designer has not been shown much, how should he let his mother His career has gone smoothly all the way?

Think about it, with all the plans, it is only five or six years before the return of Xiangjiang.

But even though Luo Qingyan was thinking about it in her heart, others still saw how hardworking and simple these female workers were in the factory.The female workers at this time are really sad to see. They work very long hours every day. Don’t think about it from nine to five. It’s early to get off work at six o’clock, and when I get home, I have to wash clothes, cook and take care of my children... Because this is a private factory, there is no special treatment like that of a state-owned enterprise, so many children of female workers will also come and sit by the side I'm bored.

When Luo Qingyan saw it, she also felt that these children were boring sitting like this, so she went over and became the king of the children automatically, leading them to learn some so-called "knowledge", basically memorizing the 26 English letters and the like , but this is also a very rare thing for children who do not go to school.

Kindergarten at this time is basically a place to take care of children. There is not much to learn, and it is impossible to have advanced things like English. English classes will not be put on the agenda until junior high school, so, Luo Qing Yan taught the alphabet in advance, which can be regarded as teaching pinyin in advance.

And what he did made many female workers happy, and some female workers who had old people and children at home also sent their children here. For a while, He Hongjuan had no choice but to find a room for him. He tossed about by himself.

And Luo Qingyan discovered a good plan in the process-although the female workers are only working, long hours of complicated physical labor, it doesn't mean they don't have novel ideas, especially when it comes to children's clothing. The idea is even more peculiar and cute, and most of the children's clothes are made by their hands. Therefore, during the few days he took care of the children, he really discovered the talent of a few female workers in clothing design.

However, talent is just talent, and there are many talented people, but most of them cannot be turned into actual production value.

However, he felt that they could still make a good use of it, and the foundation of their play lay in a few children.

After taking these children for two weeks, in the third week, he proposed to He Hongjuan that the female workers make some beautiful little clothes for these children, and whoever did the best would get a bonus of 100 yuan.

This was a huge temptation at the time.

In addition, the female workers themselves are good at making clothes. Even if they work in the factory during the day, they still have time to think about beautiful clothes by themselves at night. Therefore, on the third day after the notice was issued, basically every female worker handed in their own Works - Those four or five-year-old children don't need much wool, but the clothes they make are beautiful and cute, and they look like little models on TV.

When He Hongjuan saw that the plan was good, she took a few photos, focusing on the clothes. With these natural promotional photos, she also felt that she could not just do business in the mountain city, even if it was only for the mountain city. Money people, there will always be a day of saturation.

If you want to be unsaturated, you have to find the market, and since the high-end is opened in the mountain city, you can't go to the low-end.

If you want to make money, you can only start with women and children, especially children. Many women who are willing to spend money are not willing to part with themselves, but they are willing to part with children, especially women in the high-end market.

If it was two years ago, He Hongjuan would definitely not think so, but now that she is considered rich, her thinking has changed accordingly.

Before, the women she met bought clothes for their children to buy clothes two sizes larger, and they could still wear them when the children grew taller, even a pair of shoes, so many children's shoes did not fit their feet, and their walking postures were difficult. It looked ugly.At that time, her salary was controlled by Luo Bin's mother and son, and the same was true for buying clothes for her son.

But now that she got rid of the previous predicament, she also understands that not everyone is like this.Many people are even willing to buy clothes for their children to the point of madness.

So her clothing processing factory always has a children's clothing production line.

The garment factory has only been up for less than half a year.In the mountain city, it seized a lot of opportunities, but the patterns were always picked up from magazines, and I always felt that it was not so good... Now it seems that her son has a way.

Although the clothes made by the female workers still look a bit unsatisfactory to Luo Qingyan, but in this day and age, they are already considered pretty clothes—they don't have the leisurely time to read magazines, and they use the most simple and most Authentic things to design their own children's clothing.

With the product, there is the issue of sales, and the brand.

Of course, He Hongjuan couldn't ask her son for help in all these things. She still found some books to study, and finally decided to register a brand first.And when she was doing these things, Luo Qingyan's vacation was over and she returned to the capital.As for his small study class, He Hongjuan also invited a high school student who hadn't been admitted to university to start a class in the factory—this is similar to the "nursery" of a state-owned enterprise.

Not to mention in the mountain city, because this private factory was rated as an excellent company because of its good benefits for female employees, and He Hongjuan was also rated as the honor of the March [-]th Red Banner Bearer. On the first day, I received a passbook from Hua Qi'an.

Here, it was the salary he got for taking pictures of Hua Qi'an.

The current Luo Qingyan is not the Luo Qingyan of last year.He's rich, he might even be richer than Huajian, but money doesn't burn hands, right?

After taking the passbook, he went to look at the money in the stock market, studied the K-line chart for a while, and finally decided to change a few more stocks.

In a few years, the Internet will rise, and the current computer is still in the era of windows, so it is not convenient for him to use it. The only thing I have to buy is a typewriter, which is quite interesting, and it is perfect for writing novels ——When typing, it crackles, which is much more tactile than the keyboard that will appear in many years.

This time the publishing house contacted him, asking for a manuscript similar to chicken soup for the soul, about 12.00 words, and the price he offered was not bad, with a [-]% royalty.

Having said that, he looked at the request, thought about his own bad things, and finally decided to write something different "chicken soup".

While he was thinking about it, school started over there.

After school started, he had a lot of homework, so he took the time to study, and the rest of the time, apart from writing anti-chicken soup, he was studying the money-making skills on the blue-green panel, and even ignored Hua Qi'an's few phone calls because of this.

The phone rang non-stop, until he had to look up from the charming typewriter lady, turn around and pick up the phone: "Hello?"

"Xiaoyan?" Hua Qi'an's voice came, but it was full of tension, "Great, you're fine..."

"How could something happen to me..." Luo Qing was puzzled.

"Xiaoyan, Lu Peng has come out." Hua Qi'an said.

Lu Peng... Lu Peng? !

Such a person that Luo Qingyan almost forgot, actually came out of the juvenile detention center?

Hua Qi'an said: "I heard that he wants to trouble you. You also know that your exposure rate is not low. It is written in the newspapers. You are studying at Qingda University, and Lu Peng plans to settle accounts with you... You have not answered the phone , I thought something was wrong with you."

Nothing happened.

Luo Qingyan said that these days, apart from going to class, he would just stay at home and write, and he didn't have time to go out for a stroll. Besides, his school was very close to his home, and it was a lively place. He didn't go out at night, so how could something happen?

But there is no reason to be a thief for a thousand days, and there is no reason to guard against a thief for a thousand days. Therefore, Lu Peng's matter seems to be really a matter.

He planned to avoid confrontation first, but who knows, Hua Qi'an arrived at his house in the evening.

Hua Qi'an carried two food boxes and pushed a particularly handsome motorcycle into his house.

"Harley?" Luo Qingyan had sharp eyes, and could see the brand of the motorcycle.

"That's right. In the capital, it's more convenient to ride this car than to drive a car." Now there are still many small alleys, and the alleys that motorcycles can enter, but cars cannot enter. Of course, motorcycles are more convenient.

Luo Qingyan nodded, and went over to help carry the food box.He said, "You don't have to stay with your grandpa at home?"

"The old man is accompanied by Xiaoquan. It's okay. He asked me to come and accompany you so that you won't get into trouble." Hua Qi'an said, and took out a backpack from the storage box behind the motorcycle.

After entering the door, he opened his backpack—toothbrush, toothpaste, towel, facial cleanser...it was everything, all imported goods, and he prepared a lot, including underwear, a bunch of things.

He said: "You go to class tomorrow, and I will pick up the clothes."

Luo Qingyan had no choice but to take him to the guest room, and brought him out the quilt by the way—the guest room was never occupied, so even if the quilt was taken out, it had to be cleaned first, so the two of them had to do it themselves.

"Let's wait and see what Lu Peng really means, otherwise... I'll think of a solution once and for all." Hua Qi'an said while sweeping the ground with a broom.