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Chapter 18 Three-dimensional Pallu

The problem of supply is urgent.

Feng Qingyang had to take it seriously. Now the goods in the county could not keep up with the aesthetics, so he could only turn his attention to other places.

Underwear is a light industrial product, and most of its industrial clusters are located in the southern coastal areas.

First of all, he excluded Guangdong and Shandong provinces. Due to the long distance between these two places, transportation costs and return time costs are relatively high.

He finally set his sights on the free shipping areas. One is Chengzhou City in this province. The factories in this area produce seamless underwear and are mainly engaged in foreign trade exports. Su City, another province next door, also has many underwear production and trading companies, and the last one is Songjiang City.

The three regions are about the same distance from Qingyun County and are all under consideration.

After much thought, he decided to go to Songjiang. There was a "Xiaobei Textile Factory" here that caught his attention. This factory claims to be the last order from foreign trade and guarantees quality.

Cheap last-order goods can generate more profits, so why not? Of course, the premise is that the product quality is acceptable.

At present, the store sells about 6000 pieces per month. Even if there is an extra profit of 10 yuan per piece, the monthly income will be 6 yuan.

Feng Qingyang is full of expectations for his trip to Songjiang.

Turning off the 1688 webpage, he stretched his waist.

The computer in the store was always used by Zhang Wanwan to process orders. After he came out of the clothing wholesale factory in the county town, he went into the Internet cafe to check information.

After taking a look at the time, Feng Qingyang quickened his pace and rushed back to the mall.

I've been out for a day, and now I have to go back and finish today's order with Zhang Wanwan.

After more than half a month, Zhang Wanwan became familiar with various operations on Taobao and became more and more comfortable. Sometimes he would have to help Feng Qingyang after finishing the work at hand, so he gradually had more free time.

Feng Qingyang had to admire Zhang Wanwan's ability to study, and he was worthy of being the school belle.

However, Feng Qingyang still has to be responsible for part of the bag sealing and packing work every day. This time he went to Songjiang to find the source of goods, because he was afraid that Zhang Wanwan would be too busy alone.

Do you want to add more people?

Feng Qingyang returned to the shop while thinking about it.

As soon as he came back, Feng Qingyang saw Zhang Wanwan moving a box alone. The box was square, about half a person tall, and heavy. There were bras in stock inside.

Because the bunk area is small, it needs to be moved around every day.

Feng Qingyang hurried over to help. It was difficult for a boy to move, let alone a girl.

"I'll do it." Feng Qingyang patted Zhang Wanwan on the back and motioned for her to step back.

"It's very heavy." Zhang Wanwan stood aside timidly.

Feng Qingyang chuckled, "Who cares? He usually does the heavy work of sorting cargo boxes himself, and has never used Zhang Wanwan."

With his anger sinking in his Dantian and his waist and horse united, Feng Qingyang squatted down, grabbed the bottom of the box, and shouted: "Get up!"

Didn't get up.

"Hiss! Is it so heavy?" Feng Qingyang stood up and rolled his neck to relieve the embarrassment.

Usually such a large box weighs about fifty kilograms. Although it is very difficult to move, it can still be lifted with a lot of effort. I don't know why the box of goods is so heavy today. It is estimated to weigh seventy kilograms.

"In order to save space, I put a lot of extra items in today." Zhang Wanwan explained, and then suggested in a low voice, "How about I do it."

Feng Qingyang glanced at Zhang Wanwan, "Come on, I can't even move it, but you, a girl, can move it."

That's what Zhang Wanwan is good at. He will rush to do any job. He usually looks soft and weak-tempered, but Feng Qingyang is too embarrassed to let others do such rough work.

"Don't make trouble, I'll do this kind of work."

Taking a deep breath, Feng Qingyang once again mobilized the waist and horse to unite, and the veins on his forehead popped out, and he shouted: "Get up!"

Didn't get up.

"Huh - it's quite heavy." Feng Qingyang stood up and rubbed his hands, feeling that his face was very hot.

Although he is very young now, he usually does little physical exercise and specializes in holding pens, so his strength is quite different.

"Well, I don't feel relaxed either." Zhang Wanwan nodded.

Feng Qingyang smiled slightly and said that Zhang Wanwan would also comfort people. Relieving the boss' embarrassment was an essential skill for outstanding employees. He was very optimistic about Zhang Wanwan's future in the workplace.

"I'm going to find someone for help." Feng Qingyang stopped showing off.

"No, no need." Zhang Wanwan said weakly. She has social phobia, and she would rather put in more effort than open her mouth to others. When she heard that Feng Qingyang was looking for someone, she subconsciously wanted to refuse.

"Uh..." Feng Qingyang thought for a moment, "That's okay, take out some of the goods inside and move them lightly."

"No, I managed to fit it in..." Zhang Wanwan stretched out her hand to stop her.

Feng Qingyang looked at her in surprise. Her oval face was still so delicate. Because it took some physical effort to pack the goods into the box, a few strands of hair escaped from the rubber band, and fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose, which made her even more cute.

In his last life, all his eyes were on Sun Jiayin, and he didn't look much at Zhang Wanwan. She usually had a very low presence in the class and never took the initiative to talk to others. She always gave people the impression of being tall, thin, and frail. If she hadn't been a campus beauty, many people would have forgotten her soon after graduation.

It's beautiful, but I have a lot of work to do today, and my mind is a bit hard to move. I can't move it without taking out the goods.

Feng Qingyang thought in confusion.

I saw Zhang Wanwan walking around Feng Qingyang, pulling up the sleeves of his school uniform, revealing a pair of arms as white as snow.

She pressed one side of the box with her hand, and pushed the side of the box hard with her other hand. The bottom of the box suddenly tilted up. She put her feet under the box, then squatted down and grabbed the bottom of the box.

Feng Qingyang's eyes widened, what was she going to do?

Zhang Wanwan struggled to get up, and the box immediately lifted off the ground.

"Ah?" Feng Qingyang clearly saw the bulging muscle lines on Zhang Wanwan's forearm, and he opened his mouth wide.

Zhang Wanwan moved the box to the corner of the store with small steps.

With a "clang" sound, the box fell to the ground.

Only then did Feng Qingyang notice that there were two large boxes neatly placed in the corner of the bunk.

She did all this...Who spread the news that Zhang Wanwan was so weak?

"Huh..." Zhang Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief and pulled down the sleeves of his school uniform from his arms, looking harmless again.

Feng Qingyang was speechless for a long time. Thinking about how arrogant he had just been, his face suddenly turned red.

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly felt awkward.

"Ahem...why are you so strong?" Feng Qingyang asked easily.

"I, I usually do a lot of farm work." Zhang Wanwan lowered his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

Feng Qingyang took a deep breath.

Even if you do a lot of farm work, your strength is ridiculous! And when you are doing farm work, why is your skin so white?
Noticing that his thoughts were going astray, Feng Qingyang quickly pulled him back: "How many orders do I still need to pack?"

There is a lot of work backlogged today and I need to finish it before get off work.

"I've finished packing." Zhang Wanwan said.

"Has the express delivery order been posted?" Feng Qingyang asked.

"It's been posted, and the express delivery has been taken away. There are 158 pieces in total today." Zhang Wanwan reported.

"Oh, let me sort out today's inventory." Feng Qingyang said.

"It's been sorted out." Zhang Wanwan pointed to the three large boxes, then opened the Excel spreadsheet, "There is nothing out of stock today."

"Then let me clean up." Feng Qingyang started to look for a broom, and then noticed that the shop was clean and tidy. Apparently Zhang Wanwan had just cleaned it.

hiss!
Today, Zhang Wanwan is running the store online and offline all by himself, processing orders, responding to inquiries, receiving after-sales services, sealing bags and packing, organizing inventory... I thought he would be busy for a while when he came back, but it turned out that he didn't need anything. Done.

He suddenly felt redundant.

Now Taobao store Zhang Wanwan can do the job alone! One person can do the work of two people, and his trip to Songjiang will have no worries at all.

He stared at Zhang Wanwan with sharp eyes.

This school beauty who usually doesn't like to talk is so powerful.

Found a treasure!

Feng Qingyang sighed sincerely.

Which capitalist doesn’t want to own a three-dimensional Parlu that works hard and doesn’t complain?

(End of this chapter)