"I have something to do, let's go first, you guys talk."

Su Yang left directly.

"If you bring the money back, people can't get it, so they can only think of other ways!"

Waiting for Su Yang to leave, Feng Qingyun looked at Liu Chun with a tragic look on his face and said.

Liu Chunlai rolled his eyes directly.

Isn't this nonsense?

"They are still really going to rob your finance department. Didn't you ask Ye Ling to bring another 100,000 yuan there to prepare for the production of the tractor? In addition, Cao Fuyang and others did nothing before, so they were released..."

Feng Qingyun explained the specific situation.

In fact, it is very simple. Cao Bing and others were all rebels and have always been arrogant.

The factory can't do anything to them.

Before, when Liu Chunlai was in a meeting, he said he would take an assessment, and he also said that he didn't want to see some people who were not capable of sitting in a key position. Chen Yuhe and others were preparing to adjust the positions of those who were not capable before the assessment.

This immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of Cao Bing and others.

"Cao Bing is the deputy director of the Technical Department?" Liu Chunlai was surprised. "It is much better to transfer his level to him than he is now, right?"

"It's no problem if it was before. But now, do you think it's possible? You know what the benefits of other factories are. The cigarette factory is impossible. From the beginning, Secretary Xu was not allowed to transfer personnel at will. Do you know that you have a nickname now..."

"Liu Baiwan?"

Many nicknames are Master Liu, the little prince on the street, and the founder of pyramid schemes, Anli Liu Chunlai...

The one that the county can give is Liu Baiwan.

In an era when tens of thousands of households were scarce, I could only earn millions of income by myself.

"Stum stick."

Feng Qingyun smiled.

The smile on Liu Chunlai's face suddenly solidified.

"If it weren't for you, Tianfu Machinery Factory would just be waiting to survive and sell equipment... Anyway, the county finance will not be able to support these units." Feng Qingyun sighed, "Many people will not consider how cadres and employees survive once the factory goes bankrupt."

Liu Chunlai stopped talking.

Just stir-fry the shit stick.

"In fact, Shancheng is more suitable for the development of enterprises, because there are good industrial foundations and many supporting facilities. Whether it is Secretary Xu or County Mayor Lu, they are working hard to help you build supporting facilities. Yesterday, Director Miao Shilin of Shancheng Light Industry Bureau reached a strategic cooperation agreement with Secretary Xu and County Mayor Xu. Shancheng Light Industry Bureau will do its best to help us organize the missing technicians, etc...."

Looking at Feng Qingyun, Liu Chunlai was a little surprised.

Shouldn’t Lu Hongtao or Xu Zhiqiang tell him this?

Feng Qingyun has nothing to do with this, right?

"I have a fan and a mat in my office. You can go to bed for a while. I won't want to sleep tonight." Feng Qingyun sighed.

"I'll go back to Jiangnan Garment Factory." Liu Chunlai thought, it would be better to stay in the garment factory.

If the sample is produced, he will be sure that he will start producing it with all his strength tomorrow.

"You'd better not go. Han Bald's group originally wanted to take the opportunity to tie your third sister up and then tie you up again. You didn't bring anyone around today. If you hadn't been running around today, I guess they wouldn't have started at Tianfu Machinery Factory..."

Feng Qingyun said angrily.

Liu Chunlai is a mobile wallet.

Having captured Liu Chunlai was far more money than robbing the bank.

"The entire county finance is only more than one million, and I'm just waiting for the allocation of funds from my superiors after collecting autumn grain. You hold millions in your hand, and you don't know at all? Or are you just deliberately asking others to steal yours?"

Feng Qingyun's words made Liu Chunlai laugh and cry.

He doesn't want this, either?

But he also understood now that many people were eyeing him.

I even secretly thanked that this happened to Tianfu Machinery Factory today, but Lao Si...

"Don't worry, I arranged someone to stare at me before." Feng Qingyun yawned.

Liu Chunlai didn't know what to say anymore.

He ran directly to Feng Qingyun's office without having to lay a mat, and lay down and sleep on the long bench in his office.

There is an electric fan, which is very cool when blowing.

The ceiling fan on the roof was whirling.

Make the whole room very cool.

Liu Chunlai lay on a long chair and slept very soundly.

He felt a little cold when he was sleeping soundly. He woke up and the sky outside was already bright.

Liu Chunlai discovered that he had never slept so comfortably for so many years before.

At the same time, I didn't think the fan would make me so cool.

You should know that in his previous life, except for the ceiling fans in the school classroom when he was a child, he was air conditioned at home and after graduation.

Even when I turned on the air conditioner with the window closed, I felt bored, and I didn’t care about saving electricity or something, so I just opened the windows and did whatever I felt comfortable.

Sure enough, in this era, talents are easily satisfied.

I sat for a while and waited until I woke up before walking out.

The lights are still on in the surrounding offices, and many people's eyes are covered with bloodshot.

Obviously, everyone didn't sleep all night.

I didn’t see Feng Qingyun and others. After asking a police officer, I found out that the leaders were all having meetings in the conference room.

Liu Chunlai didn't say hello to them, and drove to the Jiangnan Garment Factory.

There were already many people on the street in the early morning.

Many people who have to go to work during the day can buy vegetables at the vegetable market early in the morning, and just cook after get off work at noon.

Huang Li and Sun Xiaoyu and others were discussing with some prepared samples.

"You came in just the right way. I changed a few styles and saw which one is suitable." Sun Xiaoyu also had a smile on her tired face when she saw Liu Chunlai.

The modified clothes were directly on the table.

It doesn't work with plastic models and no one wears it, so it doesn't look so intuitive.

"It is more intuitive to find someone to wear it, and it can also compare the effect." Liu Chun said.

The model team is out.

There are many girls in Jiangnan Clothing Factory, so it is not difficult to find a few good figures.

I don't want them to walk the catwalk.

"I tried it all, each one is good. After you said it yesterday, I have been busy until now! I just don't know which ones to produce." Wang Xinming rubbed his face with his hands and said to Liu Chun.

His face was also covered with bloodshot eyes.

"Then you can produce them all. At that time, you can produce them as much as you want. This will reduce the risk."

Since the designers are satisfied, and they are modified based on several market-tested clothing, there is no big problem.

It will definitely be more attractive than the imitation on the market.

"Will there be too many?" Qing Minghong asked.

"The total number of sets is 50,000, and this cannot be increased. Otherwise, if it is accumulated, it will be troublesome at that time."

When Liu Chunlai saw that they had misunderstood, he hurriedly explained.

There are 50,000 sets, and there is absolutely no more now.

"If it cannot be sold quickly, there will be no more production in the future. After being put into the market, the more styles, the more you can analyze consumers' preferences based on the market situation and then carry out subsequent production. When we produce, we must follow the market and avoid the situation where tens of thousands of sets of work clothes produced by the Jiangnan factory were backlogged..."

Liu Chunlai emphasized.

The current garment factory is more than ten times the size of the original one.

If you produce in advance, the product backlog will be even more serious.

It is already mid-August, and summer clothes will not be sold in the north for long.

It can be sold south of the Yangtze River and even further south for a long time.

In the south, I still wear short-sleeved shirts during National Day.

Now it should be selling autumn clothes and designing winter clothes.

The design of winter clothes has slowed down.

The market in the north has not opened yet, and the market in the south has little demand for winter clothing.

The styles produced now use relatively thick labor cloths, which can not only be used as autumn clothes, but also as winter clothes.
To be continued...