The literary era since 1979

Chapter 135 The Cap Is Covered

According to Fangyan's request, Fang Hong spent some time drawing the design of the T-shirt with the theme of the Chinese women's volleyball team.

On the front of the round-neck long-sleeved shirt, there is a volleyball pattern in the center, surrounded by four large characters above it: "Go women's volleyball team."

Below the volleyball pattern, four words are written horizontally: "Come on China!" The font is larger and more eye-catching.

It's so simple that you can even say it's a bit crude.

Fangyan didn't care and smiled.

Fang Hong said in a concerned tone: "Yanzi, I haven't touched the fabric you bought from Hangzhou yet. If you want to wear it, I can use the sewing machine to make one for you right now."

"Sister, that fabric is a gift for you, you can keep it and make clothes for yourself." Fang Yan grinned, "I'm not making this for myself, I'm going to make it for others to wear."

"For others to wear?"

"Yes, just like the jeans that day, let Brother Han sell them out."

"But who will do it for you?"

Fang Hong was shocked. "The state-owned clothing factory won't help you."

Fang Yan said mysteriously, "That depends on Brother Han."

Fang Hong vaguely guessed a little bit, "Yuemin can indeed do it. No, I have to revise this design."

"It's good, no need to change it."

"It must be changed. This design is too rubbish. And the slogan, how about changing it to 'Go Chinese Women's Volleyball Team' or 'Chinese Women's Volleyball Team'? How many more characters can be saved?"

“This absolutely cannot be saved.”

Fang Yan said, "'Go Chinese Women's Volleyball Team' and 'Go Women's Volleyball Team, Go Chinese Women' are completely different in nature and meaning. Think about it yourself, is this the case?"

"Well, it does feel different."

Fang Hong followed his line of thought.

"It's more than just a feeling!"

Fangyan smiled.

(ps: The word "加油" has existed since the Qing Dynasty)

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Taking advantage of the Sunday off, I headed straight to Xiushui Street.

However, to Fangyan's surprise, Han Yuemin did not set up his stall. He went to his house instead and saw a tricycle parked at the door. The main hall was piled with jeans, nylon socks and other things.

"Yuemin is sleeping in the house."

Mother Han whispered, "He didn't come back until three or four this morning."

"What did he do last night? Why did he come back so late?"

After asking in Fangyan, I found out that Han Yuemin had been arrested and taken to the police station.

"Iwako is here?"

Han Yuemin noticed the commotion outside and called him in. "Look, there's a fine ticket on the table. It clearly states the fine."

Fangyan became more curious and walked to the table.

The handwritten receipt only stated the fine amount of 10 yuan and the reason for the fine: organizing a group to dance in an unhealthy way.

"Unhealthy dance, like disco and break dancing."

Han Yuemin was ashamed to speak, but he said it anyway.

Business was becoming more and more difficult, as more and more stalls followed his example to sell jeans and electronic watches. However, he tasted sweetness in the tape business. As long as people were willing to buy his tapes, he would organize dances, teach them the moonwalk and breakdance for free, and make himself the most handsome dancer.

Unexpectedly, when they were teaching in the Old Summer Palace Park, a group of police officers were waiting for them and took them back to the police station for criticism and education.

Each person will be required to undergo an inspection and be fined 3 yuan.

Because I was the organizer and the main culprit, I was fined the heaviest, had to write the longest self-criticism, and was imprisoned the longest.

"Brother Han, how did you come up with the idea of ​​running a dance training class?"

Fangyan was at a loss for words, you are such a show-off!
And it’s the “show” of Tihua!
"You taught me the moonwalk and breakdancing."

Han Yuemin said with embarrassment: "After I became close friends with Mike and the others, many people bought my stuff and wanted me to teach them the moonwalk. I thought business was hard to do now, so I took this opportunity. Anyone who wants to learn can just buy something from me as tuition."

"Brother Han, your bundling sales trick is really amazing." Fang Yan shook his head and laughed.

“What does bundling mean?”

After listening to his explanation, Han Yuemin suddenly understood. "Yes, yes, yes, I was doing bundled sales. Everything was fine before, and there had been no problems. This time, someone reported it to the police station, and it turned out like this."

"Did the police tell you that?" Fang Yan asked.

"Well, I spent a pack of Yunyan cigarettes to find out. It must have been done by those grandsons who were jealous of me making so much money and making money so quickly!"

Han Yuemin was very angry.

While Fangyan admired Han Yuemin for his talent, he also reminded him not to run dance training classes anymore as it could easily get him into big trouble.

You might even get shot.

"No way, it's that serious!"

Han Yuemin couldn't believe that he would be shot for teaching people to dance.

"Of course, don't you still believe me?"

Fangyan shook his head and laughed.

Fortunately, it is 81, not 83. People like Han Yuemin who organize dances will definitely eat peanuts, and they have to pay for the peanuts themselves.

"Believe it! Believe it! Why shouldn't I believe you?" Han Yuemin asked in confusion, "Then why is it this time..."

"Brother Han, you should develop a good habit of reading newspapers."

Fangyan said that the "Several Decisions on Widening Paths, Revitalizing the Economy, and Solving Urban Employment Problems" was just issued a few days ago.

The report said that the labor of individual workers, like that of state-owned enterprise employees, is necessary for building the four modernizations and is glorious, and their social status should be treated the same as that of state-owned and collective enterprise employees.

When dealing with self-employed individuals, you need to wait and see.

The environment for self-employed individuals is relatively relaxed nowadays.

"Hi~"

Han Yuemin was terrified. It seemed that he was able to escape punishment only because of his status as a self-employed business owner. The 10-yuan fine was not that painful at all.

"So, you can still sell the tapes, but don't dance."

Dialects give pertinent advice.

"I won't dare to do that anymore. I won't dare to do that anymore. I won't jump again."

"But Yanzi, 'I have what others don't, I am better than others, I am unique'. Without the characteristic of teaching dance, I can only compete on price." Han Yuemin asked: "How about we set up the stall somewhere else?"

"Brother Han, you are half right. 'People are special, so I turn'. This turn can refer to a place, or a product or field."

Fang Yan said: "Do you know "The Volleyball Girl"?"

"I know, I know. This is a popular TV series recently."

Han Yuemin nodded repeatedly.

"When you go to the Red Sun Market to stock up, check to see if they have any dungarees or these."

Fangyan then took out the design drawing of the T-shirt.

"We are going to make this T-shirt?"

Han Yuemin looked up and down. Round-necked shirts with bright patterns and texts printed on them were indeed rare, especially when they were associated with the women's volleyball team.

"It all depends on whether you, Brother Han, dare to bet on the women's volleyball team."

Fangyan patiently analyzed that, not to mention that "The Volleyball Girl" is currently on air, the third World Cup Women's Volleyball Tournament will be held in November. The Chinese women's volleyball team took fourth place in the second World Cup in 11 and did not enter the top three. If they can achieve a breakthrough this time...

"If the women's volleyball team can get into the top three, I will immediately buy firecrackers to celebrate!"

Han Yuemin said excitedly.

"If we get into the top three, we'll celebrate with firecrackers. What if we win the championship?"

Fangyan blinked his right eye playfully.

"Champion? If I win the championship, I can even wash my hair while standing upside down!"

Han Yuemin had a hint of hesitation on his face, but after thinking for a while, he decided to take a gamble and bet that the Chinese women's volleyball team would win.

"We'll just have to wait and see about that."

Fangyan said that the most urgent task is to rush to produce a batch of T-shirts before the third World Cup Women's Volleyball Championship.

"Let me see how much money I can come up with."

Han Yuemin took out a small notebook, which listed the expenditures and incomes one by one, including travel expenses, accommodation expenses, and purchasing expenses...

Densely packed, detailed information available.

"Brother Han, all these expenses will be charged to the public account..."

Fangyan imparts knowledge of business management bit by bit.

"I got it."

Han Yuemin nodded: "November is late autumn, and polyester fabrics are not warm. We have to buy knitted or silk cotton."

Fangyan said, "Okay, what about manpower?"

Han Yuemin said: "It's easy to find manpower. Many of my classmates at the night university are unemployed educated youth. They learned a skill and set up a sewing machine on the street to work as tailors. I can let them help."

"Not bad, Brother Han."

Fang Yan said: "We have all learned to 'divide the package'."

Han Yuemin understood the meaning of "subcontracting" and shook his head: "I am just worried that after they learn it, will these people leave us alone and make it and sell it out?"

"You've made progress by considering this, but don't forget that it takes a lot of fabric to make these."

Fangyan patted his shoulder.

"Yes, where can they get so much cloth?"

Han Yuemin felt a little relieved. He went to Hangzhou Red Sun Market more often and became familiar with Zhou Yu and others. He could now get the fabrics from the Linjiayuan Market stall through this channel.

The price is at least half cheaper than that of the supply and marketing cooperative.

Moreover, the larger the quantity, the cheaper it is.

But the question is where to store so much fabric?
"These days, someone named Lafang Xianer wrote to me."

Fang Yan said: "They said they found a complete set of courtyard houses."

"Really? Where?"

Han Yuemin couldn't help but be shocked.

"It's in Hougulouyuan Hutong."

Fangyan looked back and looked in the direction of Gulou Street.

(End of this chapter)