"Leather? What kind of leather does the girl want?"
"It's the kind of leather that doctors use to wrap silver needles, the kind that's resistant to wear and tear."
"Yes, yes, I have some pieces of good calfskin here." As he said that, he went to the warehouse at the back and took out two pieces of leather. "In the winter, there were customers who bought the extra scraps from making leather jackets. I just gave them to the girl." .”
Yan Funing took the leather and thanked her happily: "Thank you, boss!"
Saying thank you to a good-looking girl puts people in a good mood. Boss Wang hummed a little tune and went to the warehouse again.
Four pieces of fine cotton cloth and one piece of black brocade were brought.
Put it on the counter and ask the waiter to help pull off half of the brocade.
Yan Funing paid the money, and Li Xinheng and Caiyu rushed forward to hold the cloth.
However, this was outside, and it was hard for the two to argue too obviously. In the end, Li Xinheng only hugged two pieces of cloth, and Caiyu took the rest.
Just before Yan Funing left the cloth shop, Boss Wang stopped her: "Girl, where did you buy the clothes you are wearing?"
She pulled on the skirt: "Don't you think it's familiar, Boss Wang? The fabric is from your store."
"Did you sew the clothes yourself?" Boss Wang came out from behind the counter and looked at the style of her dress carefully, "The style of your skirt is unique and novel. I have been selling fabrics for so long and I have never seen anyone do this. However, the two colors used are also very bold.”
Yan Funing suddenly had an idea and asked with a smile: "There are two big cloth shops in the town. This is yours and the one opposite. There are also several small shops selling fabrics nearby, but none sell ready-made clothes. Boss Wang, yours Will Clothing Store Li Kao consider selling some ready-made clothes?"
"To be honest, I have thought about selling ready-made clothes in the past, but now who's girl doesn't know how to be a girl? So I only sell fabrics." Boss Wang looked at Yan Funing's dress again, "If the clothes are outstanding, don't be creative. , but someone will buy it."
He raised his hand and pointed: "Just like this girl's outfit, it's very good."
You have to be sure of the way to make money. Yan Funing immediately said: "If Boss Wang has this intention, I can give you the manuscript of the clothing design, and you can try to make a few to sell in the store."
"Seriously?" Boss Wang's eyes lit up, "To be fair to you, my family is full of girls. I have several daughters and several sisters. If we really sell ready-made clothes, I won't have to worry about anyone sewing clothes in my family. "
He was taking a closer look at her dress just now, thinking about writing down the appearance and telling his daughter about it, so that she could roughly make one to wear.
Unexpectedly, the pretty girl was willing to give him the manuscript.
"It's true. Do you have the pen and ink? I'll draw it."
"There is no pen and ink."
"This is easy to handle. Come with me to Liu Ji Restaurant. My uncle has pen and paper."
Boss Wang was startled: "Is Liu Song your uncle?"
"Yes." Yan Funing smiled.
"Then let's go."
Li Xinheng and Caiyu put the fabrics on the car, and the car drove slowly behind Yan Funing and Boss Wang.
As soon as she arrived at the restaurant, Yan Funing shouted: "Uncle, I'm here."
"I can see my daughter today." Liu Song put down his work, raised his eyes and saw the owner of the cloth shop, and said angrily, "Wang, why are you here?"
Boss Wang snorted: "Why can't I come?"
Seeing that these two middle-aged men seemed to be at odds with each other, Yan Funing frowned and asked directly: "Are you two having any issues?"
"It's a big holiday!" Liu Song pulled Yan Funing behind him and said sideways, "My dear, you don't know, when he was young, he and I fought for my wife."
Boss Wang smacked his lips: "Didn't I fail to rob it?"
Liu Song then said to Yan Funing: "Fortunately, I am better-looking than him, otherwise your aunt would not be your aunt."
Boss Wang sighed: "It happened more than 20 years ago, why do you still hold grudges?"
Yan Funing was shocked by these words.
Men are vindictive.
How long can Fu Ciyi remember to hold a grudge?
Just as she was thinking about it, Boss Wang had already made it clear what happened in Buzhuang.
Liu Song said: "My daughter is smart, and to be honest with you, Old Wang, my restaurant's business has improved because of the new dishes she thought of." Boss Wang nodded repeatedly: "Then please give me a pattern of clothes first. It’s easy to talk about the commission or something.”
Liu Song said to Yan Funing: "He never allows haggling in his store, it's all because he is stingy, so let's make it clear first what the commission is."
Boss Wang raised a finger: "[-]%, for every piece of clothing sold, I will give the girl [-]% of the profit."
Liu Song sneered and said to Yan Funing: "Look, my daughter, we are the ones kissing."
Boss Wang knew that Liu Song only had one son, and he probably recognized this girl for the restaurant business, so he immediately raised two fingers: "Twenty percent."
Liu Song looked at Yan Funing, and the two made eye contact.
Yan Funing thought for a while, [-]% of the profit from the clothes was considered enough, and she nodded slightly.
Liu Song patted the counter: "Okay, let's do it!"
As he said this, he did not forget to say to Boss Wang: "You are stingy. I will give my daughter [-]% of the profits of the entire restaurant."
Boss Wang answered: "Yes, I am not as good as you, otherwise why couldn't I beat you back then?"
After a good discussion, Yan Funing made a fool of herself and wrote an agreement.
She and Boss Wang signed each, and Liu Song, as a witness, also signed the agreement.
Each person had one copy of the agreement, and Yan Funing gave one copy to the other party: "Boss Wang, please keep it."
Boss Wang pointed to his name Wang Qi on the paper: "You can just call me uncle if you want me to call you uncle. It's too intrusive to call me boss Wang."
Yan Funing was about to open her mouth...
Liu Song waved his hand: "No, no." Calling "uncle" was his exclusive specialty, and he immediately added, "Daughter, you call him Uncle Wang."
Add a surname and you are an outsider.
Wang Qi was helpless: "Just listen to the one named Liu."
Only then did Yan Funing call out: "Uncle Wang."
Wang Qi responded: "Then I will use this pattern to ask my daughter to sew it. If it really sells well, I hope she will think of more new styles."
If none of them sell, he doesn't have to pay the profit.
After all, I am smarter than Liu Song.
The few chatted for a while, and Yan Funing said goodbye to them and returned to the car.
Great harvest today.
The restaurant business is booming. If she can also start a garment business, she will not be short of money to spend.
The carriage returned to the village. Li Xinheng wanted to drive the carriage outside the Fu Family Courtyard, but unexpectedly he saw a figure at the entrance of the village and hurriedly tightened the reins.
Teng Yun was running fast, but he was forced to stop at this moment. He was quite unhappy, and the horse's head kept shaking, snorting from his nostrils.
Fu Ciyi put one hand behind his back, stepped onto the car, and entered the compartment.
Caiyu got out of the car obediently, closed the door, and sat next to Li Xinheng.
The car moved slowly again, and the two people outside the car raised their ears to listen to the movement inside the car.
Yan Funing asked: "Why are you here?"
"Just passing by by chance."
The man spoke softly.
Yan Funing laughed out loud: "Is this a coincidence? Fu Ciyi, are you waiting for me?"
Fu Ciyi remained silent.
Yan Funing touched the black brocade: "It's for you, do you like it?"
At this moment, he pinched her chin with two fingers and lifted her delicate little face. (End of chapter)