Back To Eighty

Speaking of this, Uncle Qian felt a little flustered.

It was just that after all, it was a matter of life and death, and he couldn't figure out what Lu Huaian was thinking, so he didn't dare to make this decision for him.

After all, it was Lu Huai'an who had been calling her mother for more than ten years.

If it really died like this, wouldn't there be a gap between their brothers?

For someone like Zhao Xuelan, it's too worthless.

Lu Huai'an curled the corners of his lips, not surprised at all: "Oh."

Oh? Uncle Qian's eyes widened, he didn't understand what he meant, he was about to go crazy: "It's not brother, what do you mean?"

"It means, don't worry, she won't die." Lu Huai'an raised his eyebrows and shook his head: "If I die, she won't die."

In her previous life, she lived for so many years, and she killed his grandmother, his father, and even him.

Before he died, she was still alive and well, she could eat two bowls of rice at a time, so where did she go?

It was probably the same tricks from the past. One cry, two troubles, three hangs, forcing him to bow his head.

Ridiculous.

"…"

Uncle Qian sighed and slumped in the chair: "Okay, I'm worried for nothing."

Also, Lu Huai'an will do what he says. Since he has already broken up, then he has really broken up.

He saw how Lu Huai'an left the Lu family at the beginning, and in good conscience, he didn't want Lu Huai'an to go back again.

After Lu Huai'an finished writing, he handed the thing over: "Look."

Knowing that he didn't know how to read, Lu Huai'an pointed it out to him: "I changed our contract, because I need Gong Hao to communicate with the garment factory later, plus the villagers' piecemeal transportation..."

Feeling dizzy, Uncle Qian finally shook his head: "Is it Gong Hao who is in charge of the accounts? I understand, Mr. Accountant, right?"

"...You're right to say that, but the job is called an accountant." But Gong Hao's usefulness is not something that an accountant can compare.

Uncle Qian said: "Okay, I have no opinion, does he agree? Your distribution method."

According to what they had negotiated before, Lu Huai'an would always take the lead and ensure his control.

They each got 10%, Lu Huaian got 40%, and the rest shared dividends.

Lu Huaian smiled and put away the contract: "What are you thinking, this is just the beginning, the first month is for salary."

You have to see some results before you can see whether the fish is hooked or not.

I just started fishing, but I didn't see any fish. I threw the bait down in a basket, and the fish couldn't be caught.

Uncle Qian patted himself, and laughed, "Oh, I'm really, really stupid."

After returning from the hospital, Gong Hao's expression was obviously much better.

When I asked, I found out that he had acupuncture.

"I feel better. The doctor said it was because of the cold, so I applied a hot compress." Gong Hao's lips finally turned a little bloody.

In fact, he always felt pain like a needle in his bone these days, especially when the weather changed, but he just kept holding back and didn't say anything.

Gong Lan also had a smile on her face, and put the medicine on the table: "The medicine is also prescribed, and it is applied once a day. The doctor said that fortunately it was seen early, so it shouldn't leave the root of the disease."

If it's like old rheumatism or something, it's too bad, you can't get out of bed at all on a cloudy and rainy day.

"Well, then when you serve snacks, you must remember to apply the medicine on time. A leg injury is not a trivial matter."

Gong Lan happily agreed.

Before in Guanshi, she was really afraid that her brother would be so paralyzed.

Shen Maoshi hadn't come back yet, so she simply made lunch here.

After eating together, we closed the door and went to Lankeng Village.

Speaking of the popularity of this dress, Shen Mao's eyes really lit up.

"It's crowded! Ouch, I can't even get in!"

Sun Hua sneered at him: "He went to the general mall twice in the morning, but he couldn't get in!"

Isn't this enough to eat!

Wandering into the village, Lu Huai'an just jumped out of the car when Guoguo rushed over.

"Papa An!" Guoguo was holding a puppy, the dog was struggling frantically in her arms, she could not walk steadily, but she still didn't let go, so happy that her gums were showing.

"Oh, it's Guoguo." Lu Huai'an picked her up and brought her in directly: "Have you eaten yet?"

Guoguo didn't want to be hugged, so she twisted around like a puppy: "I've eaten it! I want to go down!"

What are you going to do? Lu Huaian pinched her nose: "Where are you going? Is it okay for me to carry you and walk?"

"The dog didn't eat it!" Guoguo suddenly remembered something and looked up at him: "Is this my dog?"

Can she remember that Lu Huai'an promised to give her a dog.

Lu Huai'an laughed and called the other puppy, "Two! It's all yours!"

"Wow!" Guoguo was overjoyed and waved her hand: "Go! Xiao Duo, I'll take you to play!"

She walked in front of her, holding one in her arms, one behind her, and a little Duoer running behind her, very arrogant.

Uncle Qian shouted from behind: "Leave out of the yard!"

I went to the back and looked at the clothes. Cai Qin is now making clothes much faster.

It's just that the fabric seems to be less.

"The textile factory will deliver it in the afternoon, it's fine." Lu Huai'an flipped through the records and told Cai Qin and Gong Lan, "You guys remember to check whether the fabric is qualified."

Gong Hao pays the bills, Sun Hua and Shen Maoshi are in charge of the transportation, and Uncle Qian is in charge of receiving and dispatching the goods.

In this way, the prototype of a garment factory has begun to emerge.

Everyone had no objection, only Cai Qin hesitated for a moment before carefully saying: "Then, if the goods are shipped once every half a month, how many pieces will the next batch of goods cost?"

Lu Huaian tapped his finger on the table, and pondered for a while: "Let's take a look at the sales of clothes today."

The news came quickly, because it was Guo Ming who came in person.

He rode a small bicycle, and he was getting old fast.

When he got out of the car, he frowned: "This road sucks, it beats me to death."

Lu Huai'an smiled: "Oh, then I'll do it when I have time."

"Hey, let's not talk about this." Guo Ming waved his hand and smiled brightly: "I'm here to get the goods, and Manager Wu is urging me to tell you to deliver the goods quickly, hurry up!"

deliver goods?

"It's out of stock." Lu Huaian raised his eyebrows and said in surprise, "Didn't you deliver it in the morning?"

"Ah? It was delivered in the morning and it was delivered in the morning. Now Manager Wu asked me to come and ask for it again..." Guo Ming suddenly reacted, his smile froze on his face, and turned his head to look at him: "Did you just say - gone?"

He was in a hurry: "then what should I do? He is still in a hurry to ask for it, saying that it's better to sell it!"

"All sold out?"

Their prices are not cheap, they are basically much more expensive than the clothes on the market.

Lu Huaian was mentally prepared that he might not be able to sell well in the early stage, mainly for the high-quality reputation.

"I don't know! It was they who notified me and asked me to come to you for replenishment." Guo Ming wiped his sweat, turned around and ran out: "Then I have to go back and tell him."

"Stop riding." Lu Huai'an greeted Shen Maoshi: "Come over by tractor, isn't that faster than riding a bicycle?"

Yes, riding all the way, my legs and hips are going to be frayed.

Guo Ming didn't show any kindness to him, he put the car back and sat up: "Hurry up, I don't know how the clothes are sold, but it can last for two days."