Dress up as an eighty-year-old girl, earn money and learn to do everything

Throughout the morning, the two checked the books of the two factories, and then began to discuss the rewards for the employees during the Chinese New Year.

Near noon, Fu Cuiju saw that the two of them were still busy, and probably couldn't think of a meal, so she simply went to a restaurant outside to pack lunch and brought it back, and had to interrupt the two of them after the meal was ready.

"Xiao Peng, Xiao Wan, eat first, and we'll talk after we finish."

It happened that the two were still thinking about what new year's goods to give to the workers in addition to bonuses this year, so they went to the table for dinner.

For three people, four is enough.

"How about this? I think everything else is fine. It's snowing and the Chinese New Year is coming soon. Meat is definitely not easy to buy. Or it's half a catty of pork per person. What do you think?"

Hearing this, Xiang Wan looked straight at him.

"What... what's wrong?"

Xiang Wan glared: "You all know that pork is not easy to buy, where did you buy so much pork and distribute it?"

Peng Qingliang shrank his shoulders and laughed dryly: "It's not that I really don't know what to give, other things are easy to buy."

Xiang Wan put one hand on the table and tapped it while thinking, and after a while, under Peng Qingliang's expectant gaze, he slowly said, "Then let each person have half a catty of pork, but you can't treat one more favorably than another. The workers in the garment factory have some. The toy factory also has to have them, otherwise I’m afraid the workers will be upset if it spreads, and there are still a few days left, so you go to the factory to register the number of people in the afternoon, and I’ll call to see if I can get enough.”

Seeing what Xiang Wan said, Peng Qingliang was relieved, grinning and said: "I know, I am afraid that the employees will not work well if they are upset. I know it all, but we can't say that we are the toy factory after all. , the clothing factory was built by the two of us step by step, no matter what, the location is more important than the toy factory.”

Although Xiang Wan also thought so, but now in Beishi, who doesn't know that there are two owners of the toy factory.

Thinking of this, Xiang Wan pursed his lips, looked at Peng Qingliang calmly, and said in an extremely flat tone, "There aren't many people in Beishi staring at us? What if someone provokes us?"

Peng Qingliang understood what he hadn't said in seconds, and slapped the table suddenly: "Okay, don't say anything, the pork business has worked hard for you, I'll go back and count the number, keep busy, if you have any questions, just contact me." I said."

After speaking, Peng Qingliang quickly picked up a few mouthfuls of rice, got up and walked outside, paused when he reached the door, looked back at Xiang Wan with a smile: "It's still the same sentence, my brother will settle accounts clearly, and pay you according to the market price."

Xiang Wan was stunned immediately, and shook his head helplessly after regaining consciousness.

"Xiao Peng left as soon as he said, we haven't finished our meal yet." After Peng Qingliang went out, Fu Cuiju came to her senses, shaking her head and muttering: "You two brothers and sisters really said that the wind is the rain."

"It's okay, Aunt Lan, Brother Peng has eaten a lot, let's eat the rest slowly."

Fu Cuiju smiled and said yes.

After lunch, Fu Cuiju tidied up and went to the yard with a broom to sweep away the snow; Xiang Wan started to rush the finished products.

When I got home at night, I lay on the bed and started to open the platform to exchange supplies.

Xiang Guan made a rough estimate that if the employees of the garment factory and the employees of the toy factory were half a catty each, a few hundred catties of pork would be enough. The fish must be prepared, and they simply exchanged a lot of eggs and fish on the platform, and they will be taken out together when the time comes.

Not only did the three uncles want to send it off, Xiang Wan prepared to send it to the unit building in the next two days, but also the family of the village chief’s grandfather. The two women didn't go back, and the annual gift had to be sent back.

There are also other bosses in Beishi who want to give some to Wan as much as they want. After all, people are polite when they are away from home. Although it is for the sake of a few uncles, they do not want to hit the smiling faces.

Then there is Professor Su's side, who also want to give some, since ancient times, teachers have been respected.

After careful calculation, there are quite a lot of things to prepare, and Peng Qingliang's movements must also be considered.

Xiang Wan looked up to the sky and sighed: It's all debt!

The end of the month is the New Year's Eve, and there are many things to do recently, so as not to forget, Xiang Wan didn't care about the cold, got out of bed and walked to the desk, and wrote down the people who were going to give gifts one by one. Arrange for someone to send it.

In the next two days, Xiang Guan and Fu Cuiju were busy, and finally made the final outfit, and then contacted the customer to come and try it on. After receiving the final payment, Xiang Wan gave Fu Cuiju a holiday.

As for the two factories, the holidays will be at least around the middle of the tenth month. During this period, some of the spring clothes produced for the coming year must be stored.

In the early morning of the third day, without Yin Zhengjiang's company, Xiang Guan rode his bicycle to the store alone. After locking the door, he went straight to the vacant firewood room and took out all the supplies in his backpack.

Pork, eggs, fish, brown sugar, and tea, these are the things that Xiang Wan is planning to give as gifts this year, and there is no need to prepare anything else, each of which has been exchanged for a thousand catties.

After the things were put away, Xiang Wan didn't rush to inform Peng Qingliang, but went back to the kitchen to boil a pot of hot water, and then cleaned the snow in the yard. At around ten o'clock, he went to the opposite side to call the garment factory and told Peng Qingliang about the things. When we arrive, let him drive over to pick up the goods.

When Peng Qingliang arrived, he saw a room full of supplies, grinning so much that his mouth almost reached his ears, he patted Xiang Wan on the shoulder with one hand, and gave a thumbs up with the other hand: "Not bad, not bad, brother knew you could do it, The ones your aunt left for you are capable people, and after so many years, you only get some for the New Year, and you can get so much back for you, it seems that you usually maintain your relationship."

Xiang Wan smiled and said nothing.

"The two factories only need pork. I calculated it. Five hundred catties of pork is enough. You can give me the rest. I have a lot of contacts to move around."

Xiang Wan had thought about this a long time ago, and nodded when he heard the words: "There are also some people on my side who want to give gifts, except for those from my side, and those from the factory. You can take 450 catties of pork, and [-] catties for eggs and fish." Jin, as for the brown sugar and tea leaves. One hundred catties, these are enough for you to give away.”

After the words fell, Xiang Wan thought of something again, and looked up at Peng Qingliang: "I will sell the pork in the factory this year, and you usually watch it, and let me contribute."

The corners of Peng Qingliang's mouth widened after hearing this: "Okay, this year you go out, I won't fight with you, I'll give you the money when I go back tonight."

After speaking, Peng Qingliang asked A Sheng to take away his share and the factory's share, and leave the rest here for Xiang Wan to arrange.

"After Ah Sheng pulls the things back, I'll ask him to drive over to help you. Let's go first."

Xiang Wan greeted with a smile, and watched them leave. (end of this chapter)