In the evening, all the employees had a dinner at Wu Ji Catering. Listening to Wu Daguang's story of selling clothes, the audience was even more excited than the person involved.

"Brother Guang, you will be my idol from now on." Zhang Erlai said with an edamame in his mouth.

"Look at your promising prospects." The second child.

"What's wrong with my promising prospect? Your business was not given by Brother Guang." Zhang Erlai said dissatisfied.

The second brother threw a chopstick on Zhang Erlai: "Brother Guang is your idol, he is my real father."

They obviously have no relationship with them, but they are even more excited than the parties involved.

As the person involved, I didn't feel anything during the day. I lie on the bed at night, tossing and turning, and the reflection curve seemed to be slightly slow.

At this time, in a high-end villa area in the city, Yang Wanli was lying on his back on the sofa, and two clothes of the same style as the young and dandy were placed on the exquisite coffee table. There was also a news that appeared in front of him with the clothes: Huashi Mall gathered a large number of young people in society just for clothes.

Holding a cigarette in his mouth, Yang Wanli lifted the clothes from the coffee table. He couldn't see what was unique about these two clothes, and he even seemed a little out of place.

After checking, two words jumped out of the clothes trademark: Morning Light.

Familiar, I seem to have heard of it somewhere.

After thinking for a while, Wu Daguang, the irrelevant person, dropped his clothes and took a sip of a high-end cigarette. The smoke was sucked into his lungs through his throat, and then flowed through his body and gas was exhaled from his nasal cavity.

"A pile of garbage." Yang Wanli was evaluating cigarettes or clothes.

It started to rain in the second half of the night until it was in the early morning, and it was pouring rain. The raindrops fell on the ground and splashed water. There were few people going out in the small county town because of the heavy rain. Scattered pedestrians on the road hurried their time, and the rain more or less wet their clothes.

Wu Daguang woke up from his sleep, lifted up the curtains, and looked at the pedestrians rushing to work outside. Wu Daguang spread his hands flat, stretched his waist, and started his day's life.

Like all the little people in life, after breakfast, I took Xinghua to the kindergarten, turned back to the intersection, and walked towards the clothing factory with an umbrella.

When entering the gate of the clothing factory, several employees met Wu Daguang.

"Hello, factory manager."

"Hello." Wu Daguang replied.

"Good morning, director."

"Good morning."

When you meet with the employees, you will hear a greeting, which is something you haven't seen before. Wu Daguang scratched the back of his head, and was very happy with the staff's greetings, and quickly went to the factory director's office.

Looking at Wu Daguang's departure, the employees whispered.

"You guys said that I really didn't expect that it was him who saved our factory."

"Hey, we have to work this time depending on his expression."

"I don't want to listen to you. Since he took office, he has not done anything to us. You say it behind your back every day, not afraid of losing your tongue."

"I don't have any opinion. You just follow me, Director Wu is much better than Chen Binghua."

Wu Daguang walked into the office. Since Chen Binghua's office was smashed, Wu Daguang has been in the same office as Wang Kun. At this time, Wang Kun had already sat in front of the table, holding a pen and writing and painting on paper.

"What are you doing?" Wu Daguang put the umbrella on the ground and slapped the water splash on his body.

Wang Kun picked up a piece of paper with a piece of clothing on it: "Brother Guang, when I went to the city, I remembered the clothes they were wearing, so we can also produce them."

Not professional, the painting is relatively abstract, Wu Daguang didn't see what style it was: "Are you sure, this is a clothes?"

"Yes, can't you tell?"

Wu Daguang's eyes stayed on the painting for a few seconds, but they really didn't see it, but it didn't hurt Wang Kun's enthusiasm: "The painting was good and had the potential of a designer. However, now we don't need to adapt to the market anymore. What we need to do next is that the market adapts to us, and we need our own characteristics."

Wang Kun was puzzled, and Wu Daguang's thoughts exceeded his cognition.

Wu Daguang touched his body and said something was missing. He didn't see his elder brother again when he went back from the factory last night: "Where is my elder brother?"

Wang Kun took out Wu Daguang's elder brother from the drawer: "I'll put it away if you left yesterday."

"Have it not sounded?" Wu Daguang asked.

"What do I want?" Wang Kun was cute.

Wu Daguang pointed at his elder brother: "Has it not called?"

Wang Kun lowered his head and pressed it twice, shaking it: "It seems that there is no power."

Wu Daguang held his forehead, felt sorry for himself for a second, and then said calmly: "I have a spare battery, please change it quickly. I still point to him to make a fortune."

"Oh." Wang Kun took out a battery from his briefcase. This was what Wu Daguang put in him. When he went to the city, Wu Daguang didn't expect to get a bag.

After changing into the battery, Wu Daguang gave a few instructions on the business world before turning on the phone.

After the big brother turned on the computer, it was very quiet.

wait

The heavy rain outside explained Wu Daguang's mood at this moment, irritable and expectant.

Amid the sound of rain, time slowly walked for half an hour, and a loud ringtone rang out from the big brother on the table.

Wang Kun and Wu Daguang quickly searched the intermediary's record list based on the phone number, and finally locked it on Li Dong's number.

Pressing the call button, Wu Daguang handed his elder brother to Wang Kun.

On the other end of the phone: "Is it Director Wu?"

Wang Kun looked at Wu Daguang and swallowed his saliva. Wu Daguang patted Wang Kun on the shoulder and signaled him to answer the phone.

"Hey, hello, our factory manager is going to ship the goods. If it is a matter of goods, I will be responsible for it. I am the deputy factory manager Wang Kun." Wang Kun said a sentence with a grunt. He had never done business, nor had he dealt with businessmen.

"Oh, that's fine. How many sets of clothes do you have in your factory? I'll take the money to pick up the goods." The other end of the phone was very generous, and there was no face that I refused to answer the other few days ago.

Wu Daguang wrote a passage on paper: It’s raining and the road is not safe.

Wang Kun recounted it back: "Boss Li, it's a rainy day, I'm afraid the road is not safe."

Boss Li did not answer the conversation, but asked another question: "Did Wu Qingquan go to your place to get the goods? When did he get it?"

“Last night.”

"Oh, brothers, you get off work later. It's raining and it's hard to walk on the road. We'll probably have to go to the factory at night now. Please trouble me."

"Okay, the unified price is ten yuan, we are ready for how many items you want."

"Hey, it's not right. I paid five dollars a few days ago, but why is it ten dollars now?"

"At that time, we were trying to break into the market and we lost money. Now the market has opened. We still have to eat with more than 100 mouths. No, the price must be raised." Wang Kun smiled.

When Boss Li heard this, he said in dissatisfaction: "How could you do this? You only had five dollars in just a few days."

Wu Daguang gave Wang Kun a gesture, walked to the door, and shouted in a pinched voice: "Director Wang, is there five thousand sets of Boss Liu Yu? If so, we will load the car." Boss Li on the other end of the phone heard it.

Wang Kun said, "You wait a moment, I'll check it."

As he said that, the elder brother placed it beside a book on the table, and turned the pages in a short while. Wang Kun said: "That's right, five thousand sets of vehicles, please let the person in charge settle the money."

"Okay." Wu Daguang's voice elongated and shouted out the window: "Loading the car."
Chapter completed!