Reborn in 1977, I will no longer be my brother's blood bag.

The next day, before eight o'clock, Lin Xiuhe had just opened the door of the business office when He Qiuyan pushed her bicycle into the yard.

The man from Ningzhou who had come yesterday was also following behind her.

The man's surname was Zou, and he worked for the trade union at the Ningzhou Cotton Mill. He had originally come to Beijing just to inquire about some folding clothes racks for the dormitories, but after seeing that Xinghe Gate was finally open yesterday, he agreed to come back today.

"Zhao Guodong said you also accept small batches, so I came to take a look."

Officer Zou placed the sample on the table.

A group of female workers had just moved into the new dormitory of Ningzhou Cotton Mill. The rooms were not big, and the original bamboo poles used to take up space to hang clothes. The union wanted to order 120 folding racks first.

Just as Lin Xiuhe had unpacked the items, Qian Caigou rode his bicycle into the yard.

"The three hundred and twenty in the west of the city are settled."

He handed over the paperwork. "We used up the last shift for ten new samples yesterday. The logistics department gave us a definite answer this morning: do it this way. The first payment has also been approved. You can pick it up today."

Lin Xiuhe had been waiting for this money for two days.

The street factory is waiting to start production. Director Ye hasn't received the final payment for the previous batch of goods yet, and they need to prepare materials for the new 320 units. They can't let them pay for it themselves again.

But Officer Zou had just sat down.

He Qiuyan dragged the folding shelf in front of her.

"Go and take care of your business."

Lin Xiuhe turned her head.

Don't agree to the price.

"Know."

"Don't set a delivery date yet."

He Qiuyan raised an eyebrow. "I'm not new to this job. I'll find out exactly how he intends to use it first, and then you can discuss it with him when you get back."

Officer Zou laughed as he listened.

"You two are quite clear about the distinction."

"Of course you have to distinguish between them."

He Qiuyan remained calm, saying, "I'm paid on a daily basis today. If I make promises on her behalf without a plan, I won't be the one who loses in the end."

Lin Xiuhe smiled and, without further delay, followed Qian Caigou out the door.

The procedures in the west of the city went very smoothly.

The additional 320 orders were officially confirmed, and the first payment was received on the same day.

After receiving the money, Lin Xiuhe immediately headed to Linzhou.

At the factory in the street, Director Ye was arranging the next batch of work.

As soon as she entered, the first question was, "Have the samples been approved?"

"Passed."

"Where's the money?"

Lin Xiuhe handed over the money for materials and the prepayment for processing to her.

Director Ye took it, and the anxiety that had been weighing on his brow for days finally dissipated.

"Now we can get to work."

Zheng Qiaoyun was carrying a stack of heat insulation covers when she heard this and came over.

"Has the money arrived?"

Director Ye glared at her.

"Why do you only recognize money?"

"Who will work for you if you don't have money?"

Zheng Qiaoyun spoke with such conviction that several female workers nearby laughed.

Director Ye verbally complained that she was greedy, but then immediately sent someone to collect the materials that afternoon, with the new job officially starting tomorrow. The money was needed for the materials, processing, and subsequent wages. When Lin Xiuhe picked up the materials in the west of the city, she felt a little more at ease, but after a trip to the street factory, she found that most of the money had already been spent.

When she was traveling from Linzhou to Beijing, the sun was already setting.

My legs were a little sore after riding back and forth all day.

When she rushed back to the operations department, the gate was still open, and He Qiuyan and Officer Zou were inside.

On the table was a set of blue cotton work clothes from a cotton mill, and next to it was a section of iron frame sample that had been taken down from the dormitory.

When He Qiuyan saw her return, she gestured with her lip towards the work uniform.

"He asked someone to find it for him at noon. The female workers in the cotton mill usually wear these kinds of clothes. They get heavy when wet, and the original frame can't support them."

Officer Zou also said, "The dormitory corridors are narrow, so it's not good to spread your arms too wide."

He Qiuyan had already asked all the questions she needed to.

I didn't give her a random price, nor did I let her go.

Lin Xiuhe picked up the wet work clothes and tried them on, then looked at the original sample and quickly got a sense of what was going on.

The existing designs cannot be directly copied, but Xinghe can handle the quantity of 120 pieces.

Officer Zou asked, "Can it be submitted in twelve days?"

"Deliver 60 within 12 days, and the remaining 60 two days later."

"Dormitory supplies will be distributed in twelve days."

"Let's install the new dormitories for the female workers first, and finish the other buildings a couple of days later. If I postpone all the previous orders just to snatch this one from you, it will easily cause delays for everyone."

After pondering for a moment, Officer Zou nodded.

The price was a little higher than the other place he asked about yesterday.

He didn't rush to agree.

"They're cheaper than you."

"Make it exactly the same, and I can still offer a discount."

Lin Xiuhe put the wet work clothes back on the table. "But the original frame didn't work well, so you had to find someone else this time. If you make the same one, the little money you save will have to be spent again in a few months."

After listening, Officer Zou did not try to lower the price any further.

The two parties finally agreed on 120 units, with 30% payment made upfront, 60 units to be shipped on schedule, and the remaining 60 units to be shipped within two days.

After completing the formalities, Officer Zou put the letter of introduction into his canvas bag and glanced at He Qiuyan before leaving.

"I originally planned to leave around nine o'clock today."

He Qiuyan raised an eyebrow.

"And then?"

"After that, you never let me be idle."

He smiled and pointed to the work uniform on the table, "I've asked everything I needed to ask, it's not too late to leave now."

After everyone was discharged from the hospital, He Qiuyan immediately reached out to Lin Xiuhe.

"Today is calculated as a whole day."

"Don't you have training this afternoon?"

"I was half an hour late because I was holding this order for you."

"Is this mine too?"

"certainly."

Lin Xiuhe was amused by her and actually paid her today's wages.

He Qiuyan took it and carefully put it into her bag, but didn't leave immediately.

She glanced at the payment documents that Lin Xiuhe had just received from the west of the city that day, and then at the newly signed Ningzhou order on the table.

"Xiuhe, I watched you bring the money back today, and then I watched you deliver it to the street factory."

Lin Xiuhe hummed in agreement.

"You've taken on quite a few jobs lately."

"That's quite a lot."

"But the money in my hands keeps flowing out."

He Qiuyan frowned. "How much did you bring back today?"

Lin Xiuhe gave a number.

"How much should we give to the street factory?"

She gave another number.

After hearing this, He Qiuyan looked directly at the cloth bag where she kept her money.

Lin Xiuhe opened the bag, and the remaining money inside had thinned out.

When will the final payment for the first batch of 400 units be received?

"At the latest, fifteen days."

"How many days have passed now?"

"We're almost there."

He Qiuyan leaned against the edge of the table and did some calculations.

"The street factory needs to pick up materials tomorrow, and Director Luo also needs to hold some money in advance to receive this batch from Ningzhou."

She looked at Lin Xiuhe.

"If the final payment for the four hundred sets doesn't arrive by tomorrow or the day after, you'll have to find a way to advance the funds for this new order in Ningzhou."

Lin Xiuhe looked down at the remaining money in the cloth bag.

Xinghe's orders are indeed increasing.

But right now, the most important thing is not the next order.

When will the money from those four hundred sets of goods actually return to her hands?