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In the small conference room of the spn garment factory, factory director Sun Hongying and Shusheng Company's commercial special investigation section chief Sun Changqing were both quietly waiting for Zhang Shusheng to write down a number, which would determine the size of the garment factory for at least the next year.

Today's garment factory, including fabric finishing and preliminary processing workshops, garment rooms, accessories rooms, warehousing and transportation, has reached a scale of more than 500 people.[]

Through the sales data of clothing factories in the past few months, we found that the scale of 50,000 pieces a month can basically meet the needs of the West. It is impossible for Britain and France to buy all from Zhang Shusheng's family, and they can get a piece of this big cake.

It has already made a considerable war fortune.

"Director Sun, if we launch a new clothing style, how soon will it be possible to achieve large-scale production?" Zhang Shusheng also understands the theory of market supply and demand balance. He cannot always provide quilts for the European War, and sooner or later, skilled workers will have to change from simple to simple.

If the military quilts are transferred to the production of ordinary clothing, it is better to make arrangements in advance.

Sun Hongying pondered for a while, then took a pen and calculated repeatedly in her notebook. She was once born into a wealthy family, so writing calculations is not a big problem for her. "If the style is not particularly complicated, employee training should be completed in half a month, and then the second

It can enter the high-speed production stage every month. Of course, if it is also necessary to purchase some accessories such as military uniforms from the coast, the actual production time may be delayed to the third month."[

Zhang Shusheng nodded, picked up his briefcase, took out a stack of drawings and handed them to Sun Hongying, telling her to take a look first. They were the clothing styles selected from the dream machine last night. "Look at this style of clothes.

How difficult is it to process?"

Sun Hongying took over a few thin pages of drawings. The first page of drawings showed a jacket with only two simple pockets. There were no extra accessories. The clothes used double-breasted cloth buttons. Judging from the style, it was similar to what she had seen before.

The styles of their clothes are not very different, but the difference is that their ideas are completely different. They are somewhat like the styles worn by the foreigners in the machinery factory.

The following pictures are of pants and hats. The styles are not complicated, but they are very different from the popular styles in China.

"Manager, the styles of these clothes and trousers are not complicated, but they are easy to cut and process."

"Then if you start the production of this set of denim clothes and give you enough manpower, how long will it take to achieve high-efficiency large-scale production." Zhang Shusheng nodded. This kind of jeans has become popular in the West, but it has been in China for a long time.

It has not been widely spread within a short period of time. The main reason is that in addition to the high price of jeans and low purchasing power, the design concept is too pursuit of beauty and is not in line with the actual situation in China.

After repeatedly selecting in the technology library of Dream Machine, he selected this set of simplest denim clothing drawings. In his words, any trend or beauty is bullshit. It is simple and durable, and can make civilians and workers unite.

Wearing pants for a year or two is the key.

"Within 2 months, we will definitely be able to form large-scale production." With Zhang Shusheng here, the factory directors under him all have a practical booklet on production management, and some seemingly awkward management terms are also taught by Zhang Shusheng.

It becomes easy to understand with explanation.

Zhang Shusheng: "The styles should be kept as simple as possible, and the only requirement for processing is durability. After making the samples, they will be sent to the workers in the mines, construction teams and hydropower stations to try them on as soon as possible, and we will pay attention to collecting feedback information."

"Okay, manager, don't worry. But, the recruitment matter..."

Zhang Shusheng: "Initially, we will expand our recruitment by 100 people. After the production of jeans and trousers is on track, we will recruit people in batches. The new sewing machines can be shipped from Kunming in half a month. As for the issue of fabrics, we have He's gauze factory can produce it with a little modification. When the time comes, Uncle Changqing, please pay attention to follow up on this matter and modify the technology accordingly. I will ask two Italian technicians to cooperate. Director Sun, the garment factory must have a high degree of safety in production. Be careful, if you really can’t slow down the progress appropriately, you can’t make fun of human lives.”

"Yes, manager." they replied.

Whenever he thinks about the high salaries of his nearly two hundred foreigners in various industries, Zhang Shusheng can't help but sigh, knowledge is indeed wealth.

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Zhushanping is the most remote village in Xiaoqingshan. It has a unique style in the southwest. Villages with poor traffic are called pings. It is very close to the Jinsha River. Standing on the edge of the cliff, you can see the rushing Jinsha River from a distance. Water flowed mistily everywhere.

Different from Lishuping, people in Zhushanping have always had a certain subconscious distrust of the famous boss Zhang in Xiaoqingshan. Even when people from the towns around Xiaoqingshan gradually went to look for job opportunities and join the militia. , the people in Zhushanping were still watching with envy, timidity and retreat.

A family of three walked on the mountain road.

Wu Yuru from Wangshanya is now a well-known figure in Xiaoqingshan. In the end-of-month evaluation of the garment factory last month, her piece rate was only one silver dollar less than the first place. This immediately caused a sensation in Wangshanya Village adjacent to Lishuping. Already.

Husband Hou Dashan works as a handlebar driver in the transportation department of Shusheng Company. His salary is not as good as that of Aunt Wu, but it is something he has never thought of before. The youngest son of the family, Hou Xiaoshan, is studying at Boss Zhang’s technical school. Deeply branded as "Shusheng Company".

Wu Yuru's natal family is in Zhushanping. Today is her father's 70th birthday. She took leave early and came with her children and husband on the weekend, carrying a bottle of Erguotou and ten pounds of Erguotou bought from Lishuping. With the fat pork, Hou Dashan was still carrying a small bag of rice, and his desire to go home had never been so strong.[

"Little beast, stop for me, don't run away... I'm so angry that I will beat you to death today..."

As soon as Wu Yuru's family arrived at the entrance of the village, they heard a loud roar. Her heart skipped a beat. Wasn't her bull-like elder brother beating her nephew again?

In an instant, a child of about twelve years old rushed out of the village like a storm. When he saw Wu Yuru's family, he felt as if he had seen a savior. He shouted happily: "Third aunt, hurry up, help me block it, my dad is going to Hit me!"

"Little beast, I asked you to run away and not go down to the ground to pick up manure. You are thinking about going to school. I still wanted to go to school back then. Is this a school that you can get by just saying it?"

As soon as the child hid behind Wu Yuru, a tall and thick man carrying a pole rushed out of the village. His face was full of anger, and he cursed the little beast with foaming words. He looked up and saw his own little sister standing at the entrance of the village. .

"Brother, what are you doing! The child was beaten, and you don't feel bad for me, but I still feel bad for you." Wu Yuru turned around and hugged her nephew, saying with a tigerish face.

"Sister, sister... you are here... This, isn't this scaring the child? He is so cheap that he can't be beaten." Brother Wu Yuru has the nickname Wu Gang, but he is actually Wu Dagang, but he has a fiery personality and is shouted at by others. Play.

"Go and wish your father a happy birthday first, and then talk to you rude person later." Wu Yuru has always been a very strong woman, both before and after she got married. Wu Dagang is not afraid of anyone else, but is afraid of the old man in the family and the young man who got married.

.Don't talk about him, even Hou Dashan on the side can only grin.

The group entered the village, and Wu Yuru also figured out the reason. It turned out that early in the morning, taking advantage of the old lady's birthday celebration, her nephew Wu Peiqiang actually proposed to go to Lishuping to go to school. As a result, he was chased by Wu Dagang on the spot.

Village run.

The birthday gift brought back by his daughter was very important. Mr. Wu was so happy that he could not help but praise his daughter for her future. But during the meal, when Wu Yuru talked about some things about her family and Shusheng Company, she suggested that Wu Peiqiang should also go

After going to school, Mrs. Wu stopped eating and walked back to his ancestral home alone.

"Third sister, you, how can you talk about studying in front of dad? Alas..." There were no outsiders at the birthday banquet, and there were only three brothers and sisters. Wu Dagang's face fell, and he pointed at his unfilial son and said: "Third sister,

In the morning, this beast made a fuss about going to Lishuping to go to school, and my father was very embarrassed, and finally said to let him go, but you should know that this book is not just for reading."

"It's weird, it's natural for children to study, why can't they study?" Wu Yuru also got angry.

The people around them didn't dare to stop the fight, so they just watched the brother and sister bluffing each other.

Wu Dagang: "Third sister, when did the mud-legged people in the mountains get your more than ten yuan salary? When did the gouwazi in the mountains ever go to school for free? Let alone the mountains, in this world, there is no surname.

A good person like Zhang? Everyone in the village said that this person may have bad intentions, but everyone is too stupid to see through him. Besides, if the little beast goes to school, there will not be enough people to work at home..."

"What do you think? Damn, brother, I'm not talking about you. There are not many men in Zhushanping who are men. They are timid and fearful, even worse than a woman like me. What are they lying to you for? What do they want from you?" Wu Yuru

The more he talked, the more angry he became. It’s okay for the eldest brother to be timid and afraid of getting into trouble. He followed other villagers to doubt Manager Zhang’s character. She couldn’t stand it anymore.

"Look at our house, there are several mud walls, and the dining table has only three legs left. Look at the dishes above. Apart from the meat and rice I brought back, there are only two kinds of side dishes. This is what you

Give dad a birthday? Look at the bad guy in your eyes. This rice is the seed they sell. The yield can scare the old farmers to death. Look at this pork again. It is farmed by Zhang Luo, the liar in your eyes.

Although the purchase of the market is restricted, it was bought at 70% of the county price. And your worthless nephew, he eats rice for lunch every day and goes to school in a spacious and bright classroom. There is even a foreign teacher in the school.

Yes, he is more serious about going to school every day than I am when I go to work. Don’t say you have seen these things, you have never heard of them for generations. What else do you think, he thought, they said, I see all the men in Zhushanping

You are a coward. You are so poor that you can't expose the blame. What do they want from you by lying to you? Damn it. If you drag me to fill a bullet hole and block a knife, they will think you are thin."

"..." Everyone took a breath. Wu Yuruo was indeed as strong as ever. No wonder he was the most promising person in the Wu family so far. If he kept breathing, Wu Dagang would be speechless.

"Stop arguing." A voice sounded. Old Mrs. Wu walked out of the back room, holding a box in his hand, sitting on the seat, and asked: "Xiaoshan, tell grandpa, what have you learned in school?

?How do you feel?"

Wu Yuru raised her son and motioned for him to speak. Hou Xiaoshan stood there, thought for a moment and then spoke: "Grandpa, I go to a technical school and learn to be a welder. In addition to cultural classes, there are teachers who take us to school every day.

Although it was hard and tiring to learn how to operate the workshop, I learned a lot. I can still eat fragrant rice at noon every day and eat meat twice a week."

Children will never lie. Wu Dagang remained silent. Mrs. Wu continued to ask with some confusion: "So good? Is the teacher treating you well? Is there any tuition or anything?"

"We don't pay tuition. The teacher said the school has a work-study policy."

"Work-study program?" Mrs. Wu asked.[

"Well, we have two hours of labor time every afternoon after school. Some students sort iron blocks, some sort ores, and my daily job is to clean the school workshop. Grandpa, we all work very quickly.

, you can do a lot in 2 hours.”

"Then what have you learned?"

"I can read and write, weld two iron blocks together, sing, and do military boxing."

"Learned so much?" Mrs. Wu couldn't believe it.

"Xiao Shan, show your grandpa how to practice."

So, under the attention of a group of people, Hou Xiaoshan first wrote a few lines of words with charcoal, and then worked hard to perform a set of military boxing taught in the school.

"Well, very good..." Mrs. Wu opened the box in his hand, and there were three stone inkstones inside. "Today I will share this family heirloom with you. From now on, Xiaoshan, Pei Qiang, and Xiao Nizi, you must all go well."

go to school."

"Dad..." Wu Dagang was a little anxious. If there was a shortage of labor in the family, he might have to borrow food again this year.

"Studying is a big deal. Captain Zhang is a good man who is rare to meet in a thousand years. The matter is settled! Are you afraid that there is no food at home? Let your sister borrow it first. Yuru, see if I can give it to you.

Brother, what kind of job can I recommend? I have been working hard in Zhushanping my whole life, so I have to find another way out."

"Dad, don't worry, I'll take care of this matter. With my eldest brother's strength, Captain Zhang's men can work everywhere."

The same thing is constantly happening in the remote villages of Xiaoqingshan and surrounding towns. More and more people are beginning to embrace the idea of ​​studying and making money. An alternative kind of public sentiment is rushing towards Xiaoqingshan like a flood!

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