Era: Beginning from the Modu Translation Studio

Chapter 25 It's not impossible
Jiang Chuan opened his big eyes and looked at the well-dressed aunt in surprise. Although the aunt had always spoken and acted mercilessly before, today's words were too much.

But she didn't dare to say anything, so she could only give up a stool for her mother.

Sitting on the cot next to the dining table.

Jiang Ma, whose face turned red and white, was obviously annoyed: "You...you don't like it, I'll just give it back to you, a good pair of pants, how come it's not serious in your mouth?"

Yan Mei chuckled and said, "Serious? Why is it that no one buys it? Why does it want you to sell it everywhere?"

While talking, Jiang Xiangnan, Jiang's father, who was about to go out after changing his clothes, came out from the back room. When he saw Yan Mei, he frowned immediately: "His aunt is here, why are you making such a fuss?"

At the same time, Dad Jiang's eyes flashed with embarrassment. The pants on the table were produced in the workshop he was in charge of.

There are a total of [-] pieces, and from production to shelves, even a hundred pieces have not been sold.

All major sales outlets demanded to return them to the manufacturer, so nearly [-] pairs of trousers are still locked in the warehouse of their workshop.

This month, the No. [-] Pujiang Garment Factory began to restore employee bonuses, and other workshops have them, but their No. [-] workshop does not.

The leaders above said that the funds were limited, and they asked the fourth workshop to find a way to sell the inventory in the warehouse to their relatives and friends. Every time they sold a pair of pants, they could receive a one-dollar bonus.

In order to take the lead, Jiang Xiangnan, as the workshop director, had no choice but to take five pairs of trousers home as a token.

But I never thought about who I could sell it to. After all, not everyone can afford a pair of pants worth 35 yuan.

Jiang Xiangnan didn't need to think about the situation in front of him now. It must be that Jiang Ma, who was in a hurry, took the pants and sold them to her younger sister who was from a good family.

Jiang's mother was a little chilled at this time. Since she was a child, she had always done her best for her sister when she was a child.

No matter how difficult my family was, I had never spoken to this younger sister before, but now I just sold a pair of pants to her at the public price, and...

"Just quit if you don't like it," Jiang Ma tried hard not to let her voice tremble: "Open your mouth and keep your mouth shut, what kind of tricks are you, who can trick you?"

Seeing Jiang Ma's face flushed with anger, Yan Mei only felt it was funny: "My dear sister, what are you wronged about, I was obviously the one who was deceived."

I felt a little unreasonable at first, and Jiang's father, who was thinking about refunding the money, couldn't help but said after hearing this: "Auntie, you're done with what you said. Just now your sister said that if you don't like it, you can refund it. You Where did you get fooled?"

Jiang's father had been in Pujiang No. 30 Garment Factory for more than 80 years. At this moment, he knew with a quick glance that Yan Mei's outfit would not cost [-] yuan. No wonder Jiang's mother would go to her to sell it.

"Not fooled?"

Yan Mei's voice became thinner immediately, and she opened the trousers and spread them flat on the table: "Tell me, what kind of trousers are you selling me? Are these things worn by decent people?"

Looking at the ladies' flared trousers spread out on the dining table, Father Jiang was momentarily at a loss for words.

He really wanted to say that this was a new style designed by the new designer of their clothing factory, but it was precisely because it was a new style that they were returned by the sales outlets.

Seeing Jiang's father's expression, Jiang's mother became even more angry.

The style of the pants is strange, and they are made of such a good material. If they are cheaper, they may be able to sell some.

"These pants are called flared pants,"

Jiang Shan in the hut saw everything outside: "It's not surprising that Auntie hasn't seen it, after all... well... fashion isn't for everyone... right?"

What Jiang Shan said was vague, on the surface it seemed that he didn't want to say too clearly, for fear of hurting his relatives, but in fact it was hurting.

"What do you mean kid?" Yan Mei is not someone who is willing to suffer: "I'm not fashionable? I'm not..."

Yan Mei just wanted to say something more, but Jiang Shan didn't bother to give her a chance: "It's all right, Mom, give her the money quickly, these pants won't worry about selling after a while."

Jiang Ma was stunned for a moment, and the next second: "Oh, yes."

Quickly counted 35 yuan and put it on the dining table: "You count it quickly, I won't recognize it when you go out."

Yan Mei took the money and counted it three times before putting it in the bag: "Sister, I know your family is not easy, but this is not the way to earn money."

Jiang Ma: "..."

For the first time, I had the idea of ​​driving my sister out of the house.

When she walked out of Jiang's house, Yan Mei only felt relaxed, and at the same time felt that she married the right person back then.

"Ah~"

Seeing Yan Mei's expression when she left, Jiang Ma let out a slight sigh, tears also fell.

"What's there to sigh about?" Jiang's father felt uncomfortable in his heart, he just felt flustered: "I said earlier that it's not easy to sell, so don't worry about these pants in the future."

"That's right," Jiang Chuan felt distressed seeing Jiang Ma's aggrieved appearance, but felt that Jiang Ma asked for it:

"Mom, you are so serious. Why do you think of asking my aunt? You don't know who she is. It's really ugly to be chased home and called cheated."

"Jiang Chuan, who are you with?" Jiang Shan lowered his face at the little girl:

"What did Mom do wrong? The factory ordered the pants to be sold to the family members, and the price was also set by the factory. This is called responding to the superior's call. If the family members don't like it, Mom immediately said she would refund the money. This is called honesty and trustworthiness."

At this time, standing behind Jiang Ma, holding her trembling shoulders with both hands.

Jiangshan decided that he must increase his efforts to make money.

In the last life, there was no father and no mother in the country, and he could envy the child next door for a long time when his mother beat him.

In this life, how Jiang Ma treated this family and him every day is vivid.

When Jiang Shan opened his eyes now, he would call out to his mother whenever he had something to do:

"Mom, what's for breakfast," "Mom, are my clothes dry?" "Mom, my second brother bullied me."...

Every time, Jiang Ma scolded and helped him solve the problem.

Happiness, you little bookies don't even know how precious it is to have a child with a mother.

"Mom, don't worry," Jiang Shan said with a smile to his mother, "What I said just now is true, these bell-bottom pants can be sold in ten days and half a month."

"Really?" Jiang Ma turned around and looked at her youngest son in disbelief: "Can you really sell it? I'm not trying to fool your aunt."

"Assure mzx," Jiang Shan said with a serious face, "you just wait for the good news, by the way, dad, are these bell-bottom pants the thing you talk about every day that is full of warehouses?"

Dad Jiang, who hadn't recovered yet, nodded quickly: "It's these bell-bottom pants, a total of [-] pairs."

"Three... thirty thousand?"

What a pity, what a pity!

Jiang Shan is heartbroken, but it's a pity that he hasn't let go of self-employed businesses, otherwise he will wait until "The Manhunt" is released next month...

But...it's not impossible.

(End of this chapter)