After a day and a half of vacation, at seven o'clock in the morning on the 3rd, the employees of the shoe factory walked into the door of the shoe factory in high spirits.

But what greeted them today was not gentle wind and drizzle, but lightning and thunder.

Liu Jinsheng issued an order to produce at full capacity.

The rats in the warehouse are starving to death. How can they survive if they don’t produce something?

I didn’t see Factory Manager Jiang waiting to get the goods out like an ant on a hot pot.

Jiang Yu has three things to do when he goes out today, one of which is to deliver a package to Fang Le.

He wasn't going to take the shoes.

There are many processes involved in making shoes. From cutting to packaging, a pair of shoes requires twenty or thirty steps. It takes a long time for the first batch of shoes to come out. It is estimated that the first batch of shoes will not leave the factory until half past eight.

But the package is different.

The bag is just a sewing job. The fabric is cut here, and the sewing machine sews it there. After sewing, it can be shipped out of the factory.

There are currently thirty-five sewing workers in the luggage workshop, and one batch can produce thirty-five bags.

Two batches can be placed in one hour.

Therefore, by eight o'clock, Jiang Yu had saved seventy bags.

These bags were packaged in two large cloth bags, one on each side and hung on the back seat of the motorcycle.

He, the factory manager, has now become a delivery boy.

But there is no way, who let him have a motorcycle.

Jiang Yu rode his motorcycle straight to the county seat and arrived at the light industry market at 8:30.

Fang Le has been setting up a stall in the market for a long time. Today, her stall is full of shoes and not a single bag.

All the bags were sold out and bought by students. She could only sell shoes today.

A woman who still retains her charm came to her stall.

"Little sister! The backpack hasn't come yet?"

This woman is the woman who came to inquire about her goods yesterday, her name is Liu Xiaoyan.

According to her own words, she opened a stationery store on Xiangyang Road and she wanted to buy the backpacks she sells.

"There is no stock this morning. If there is, it will arrive in the afternoon. Do you want it? If you want it, I will leave some for you."

Liu Xiaoyan was a little hesitant. She didn't want to pick up the goods in the hands of this yellow-haired little girl. She wanted to find the supplier directly.

"Let's take a look! Wait until you have the goods."

Fang Le said nothing more and went to greet a customer who was looking at shoes.

Liu Xiaoyan left Fang Le's stall, but did not leave. Instead, she hid in a place and watched. She wanted to see where this little girl's goods came from.

She used to be a buyer in the Donghe Trading Warehouse system and often purchased outside. Therefore, she has been to many cities in northern China.

It can be considered well-informed.

Last year she got medical leave and opened a stationery store.

Yesterday, when she had nothing to do, she went to the light industry market and saw the backpack sold by Fang Le.

The style and color of the backpack are very novel.

She watched on the side for about half an hour, and this little girl sold more than ten bags.

After seeing so many people buying this novel style of backpack, she was keenly aware of the business opportunity.

She sells stationery herself, and she is very familiar with the word schoolbag.

She also sells schoolbags at home, but they are all old-fashioned satchels with the five red letters of "Serve the People" written on them.

In the face of such novel and beautiful schoolbags, the old-fashioned satchels she sells are not competitive at all. Even if they are cheap, they are of no use.

She had the idea of ​​​​wanting something like this.

Judging from her vision and experience when she often goes out to buy goods, she knows that there must be no such goods outside.

So, this kind of backpack is most likely produced locally.

She thought that a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl could tell the secret in just a few words.

Unexpectedly, this little girl's pork kidneys are very hard. No matter what you say, I just won't tell you where the goods come from. This makes Liu Xiaoyan so angry that she gnashes her teeth in hatred.

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I have the urge to strangle the other person to death.

Today, she was prepared to risk her life to keep an eye on this little girl named Fang Le, not believing that she could not find the source of the goods.

Fang Le didn't know that Liu Xiaoyan was watching him not far away, and successfully made another business deal.

This is the fifth pair of shoes she has sold this morning.

In the past two days, she made a total of more than 100 yuan a day, and her younger brother was also sent to school.

Three days ago, her family was still worrying about the next meal, but in the blink of an eye, life changed qualitatively.

Brother Jiang brought all this to him.

The girl named Bai Feng who came with Brother Jiang is so beautiful. Is she the one for Brother Jiang?

It must be true that only a man like Brother Jiang is worthy of finding a partner like Sister Bai Feng.

If she is Brother Jiang's partner, should she call her sister-in-law next time she comes?

"Xiao Le! What are you thinking about that makes you so obsessed?"

A voice suddenly sounded in Fang Le's ears, startling her.

"Brother Jiang! You are here!"

"My motorcycle stopped right behind you, and you didn't notice it at all. You must have a partner or think about someone, right?"

Fang Le's little face immediately turned red like a red flag: "Brother Jiang! What are you talking about? I'm only seventeen, where did you find the right partner?"

Jiang Yu took off two bags, not much smaller than sacks, from the back seat of his motorcycle.

"I brought them to you. They were just produced this morning. There are seventy of them in total. You order them!"

"Brother Jiang, I can rest assured that the things you brought will not go wrong without ordering them."

"That won't work! It's not an exaggeration to count them in person, it's better to count them in person."

Fang Le couldn't help but started counting.

This time Jiang Yu brought her thirty schoolbags and forty other backpacks.

Five styles, two colors.

"Brother Jiang! I will give you the money tomorrow. I have too much money in my hand. I'm afraid!"

"It's worthless! You have so much money, what are you afraid of?"

"I'd better bring it to you tomorrow. I'm always worried about it in my hands, and I can't sleep well at night."

"Haha! Okay then! Xiaole! The goods have been delivered. I still have something to do, so go ahead and call me if you need any more goods."

"Slow down, Brother Jiang!"

Jiang Yu turned around and rode on his motorcycle and left the light industry market.

Liu Xiaoyan, who was not far away, naturally saw Jiang Yu. She didn't expect that it was a young man who came to deliver the package.

She originally wanted to hook up with Jiang Yu and have a relationship with him, but he had a motorcycle and disappeared in a flash.

This made her a little annoyed. It seemed that it was impossible to have a relationship with that young man today.

Liu Xiaoyan thought for a while, rolled her eyes, and came to Fang Leshi's stall again.

"Little sister! Has your bag been delivered?"

"Ah! It was just delivered, do you want it?"

"Give me ten first, and I'll take ten back to sell them."

"Then you can choose."

Liu Xiaoyan picked ten bags and took the bags after paying the money.

I first took a few bags from this little girl, and slowly got closer to her. I couldn't believe that you, a little domestic bird, couldn't play with you, so I had to trick out the young man's information.

Jiang Yu didn't know that someone was trying to take advantage of him again.

After he left the light industry market on his motorcycle, he came to the traffic police team.

He needs to license the motorcycle and apply for a driver's license.
Chapter completed!