Eighty peasant wives are busy getting rich

Chapter 247 Chapter 247: How can fat be handed over to others?

Chapter 247 Chapter 247: How can fat be handed over to others?

The team leader patted his chest and assured her, "Don't worry, leave it to me, Xiao Huan. Listening to your tone, you want to go back to the county seat?"

"Well, I'll go back with Yuan Yi tomorrow morning."

"Well, that's fine, go back to bed early." The captain was also tired all day, and waved to Zhao Xiaohuan.

"Goodbye, Captain."

Early the next morning, Zhao Xiaohuan and Yuan Yi got on the bus to the county seat. The journey was bumpy, and they arrived at the county seat before noon.

"Yuan Yi, I'm going back to the garment factory first. I can do it by myself. You can go and see you tonight." Before the two of them could stand still, Zhao Xiaohuan left first. She had no choice but to get rid of Yuan Yi. Yat a lot of things she can not go smoothly.

Yuan Yi didn't blame her, just told her, "Pay attention to your step, don't run so fast, be careful not to fall."

"Understood, let's go." Zhao Xiaohuan responded, and quickly walked towards the garment factory. As soon as she entered the factory, Liu Meimei rushed forward when she saw her.

"Boss, you are back, I miss you so much."

Zhao Xiaohuan briefly hugged her, "I miss you too, does anyone in the furniture factory want to discuss cooperation with me?"

Zhao Xiaohuan walked in front with her bag and asked questions, while Liu Meimei followed her and reported truthfully.

"Yes, two middle-aged men came to our factory and said they wanted to take over the furniture factory from you. The price they offered was [-]. Manager Wang left their contact information on the desk in your office."

"Don't bother with them." Zhao Xiaohuan could tell right away that they were not here to cooperate, but to take advantage of her, and the price of the furniture factory was more than that.

Liu Meimei looked at Zhao Xiaohuan, and said something anyway, "Boss, what Manager Wang means is that the furniture factory's business is bleak now, and he wants you to let the furniture factory go."

Liu Meimei can also understand Wang Kang's thoughts. At that time, Zhao Xiaohuan bought the furniture when the furniture factory was in decline.

Zhao Xiaohuan didn't think so. How could the fat she gnawed so hard be handed over to others, "I'll tell him."

"Boss, the ten bolts of white fabric you asked for from the weaving factory are also ready. The factory manager sent them over yesterday, and I put them in the warehouse."

"Bring it to me to see."

"I'll go right away." Liu Meimei went to the warehouse to get fabrics, and Zhao Xiaohuan returned to the office to design a marketing plan for the furniture factory.

Halfway through her writing, Liu Meimei came in with the fabric, Zhao Xiaohuan stood up, the fabric was soft and silky, very suitable for wedding dresses, and said, "Okay, no problem, put it aside, I have something to tell you."

"Boss, what do you want to say?"

"Is your house short of furniture?" Zhao Xiaohuan had seen the furniture in the furniture factory before, even in this day and age, the furniture was a bit old-fashioned.

If you want a good business, you have to keep up with the pace, so she thought about getting rid of all these old furniture and replacing them with a batch of brand new complete sets of furniture. Everyone worked very hard on weekdays, so Zhao Xiaohuan wanted to give the furniture to everyone.

"Boss, what do you mean?"

"Send you the furniture, go to the furniture factory to move whatever you want, and move what you want within two days!" After two days, she will make the furniture factory look brand new.

Liu Meimei couldn't believe Zhao Xiaohuan's words, she stared at her with wide eyes, and almost covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Boss, is what you said true? Can I move everything I want?"

Liu Meimei just felt that this happiness came too suddenly, and she couldn't accept it.

"Well, not only furniture, but also some electrical appliances. You go and inform everyone. Your task is to empty the furniture factory for me."

"Okay." Liu Meimei had already run away before Zhao Xiaohuan finished speaking, she was afraid that Zhao Xiaohuan would regret it.

"Xiao Huan, do you still want to build your own furniture factory?"

(End of this chapter)

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