The Pentium Era - South to North

At around ten o'clock in the evening, Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao were driven back by Zhao Zhigang and Caidi.

The two of them saw that there were more than 40 pieces of clothes that had been made and piled there, so they wanted to order buttons. Caidi told them that they would order them tomorrow, there was still time, and everyone would order them together after they were done. Soon, Xiao Zhao You go back and rest quickly, or I'll stop working too.

The two of them had no choice but to go home, wipe themselves and lay on the bed. Although they were very tired, they were not sleepy for the moment and felt a little excited.

This Zhao Zhilong is here, and it is indeed different. The two of them calculated that they have completed more than forty items now. At this rate, there should be no problem in completing eighty or ninety items by tomorrow morning.

In this way, after the Nanjing ones were distributed, there were still some that could be sold in the remaining stores. Those two ugly walls finally had something to hang. How could they not be happy?

While chatting, Zhang Chen talked about the clothing factory again. When he talked about the clothing factory, he still got stuck on the issue of money.

Xiao Zhao said: "My dear, I still have two months to go before my baby is born. How about we spend all the money and build a clothing factory first? As long as the output increases, won't the turnover increase?" Maybe you’ll have money by then, so what are you afraid of?”

Zhang Chen shook his head and said: "As the production volume increases, the working capital must keep up. The factory produces hundreds of pieces of clothes every day. Don't you want to import so many fabrics and accessories?

"I'm afraid that all the daily business money is not enough to buy fabrics. Where will there be any surplus? Look at our business now. Is it better than before? But if you calculate our money, how much is it? More or less?"

Xiao Zhao was stunned and shouted: "It's really missing, dear, why is this? Aren't we making money every day? How could this happen?"

"There is no shortage of money. It's money that has turned into other things, into machines, into fabrics. We didn't have these things before. They were created by daily profits and less money from the bank. The more people there are, the more machines and fabrics are needed, so the demand for working capital will be greater. Do you know what stage we are at now?"

"What stage?" Xiao Zhao asked.

"In the primitive accumulation stage, it is difficult for us to accumulate more cash. Only when we accumulate to a certain level will we feel that our money is getting more and more. At that time, our daily income will be far away. Above daily expenses.”

Xiao Zhao nodded, feeling that what Zhang Chen said made sense and that it was really the case.

Zhang Chen continued: "Also, in our market, if we produce hundreds of pieces a day, it is still a question whether we can sell them out immediately. If we cannot sell them out at once, all the money will be tied up in the goods, and I am worried. , when the money is gone, another child is about to be born, and the factory’s liquidity cannot keep up, it will be chaos everywhere in the hospital, stalls, and factories, and that will be terrible.”

"Okay, okay, it's so complicated. It gives me a headache just listening to it."

Xiao Zhao snuggled into Zhang Chen's arms. After speaking, she suddenly laughed. Zhang Chen asked curiously: "Why are you laughing?"

"Dear, are we two upside down?" Xiao Zhao asked with a smile.

"What's upside down?"

"Men are not the ones who are brave, and women are the ones who are timid. How can we..."

Zhang Chen understood what Xiao Zhao was going to say, and he smiled and said, "I'm not timid, I'm rational."

"Don't flatter yourself, you are just a coward."

"No, I have managed a company. I know that a company's actual expenses are much higher than you think. People who have never managed a company don't know. They only calculate big accounts. But in fact, a company only has big accounts." Accounts, too many small accounts will drag you down. It doesn’t matter who looks at a piece of paper in the company, just throw it away, but you don’t know that it also requires money to buy.”

As Zhang Chen said this, both of them fell silent, thinking of that distant city and that life that was far away from them.

"Tell me, dear, what are Zhuangzi, Lao Meng Qianfang and the others doing now?" Xiao Zhao asked after a while.

Zhang Chen thought for a while and said: "They are very busy every day and have a lot of things to do, but in fact, they are not as many as us. I think Meng Ping and Qian Fang must be in KTV now, but I don't know which one, pole..."

Zhang Chen was thinking in his mind that Liu Ligan, that bastard, must be either with Zheng Wei or Wenwen Qianqian.

"What is Brother Zhanzi doing?" Xiao Zhao asked.

"He's at home."

Zhang Chen smiled and said, but he didn't know whether it was at Wenwen and Qianqian's home or Zheng Wei's home. Liu Ligan didn't have a home. In his life, there was only a woman's home. This is fucking simple. .

The two people talked, their voices became softer and softer, and they fell asleep after a while.

At four o'clock, the alarm clock woke them up. The two of them went downstairs. Zhang Chen rode his bicycle and took Xiao Zhao to Sanbao Street. Once on the street, Zhang Chen felt something was wrong. Xiao Zhao gently He said "Huh" and asked, "Why is there no sound at all today?"

Zhang Chen was shocked, yes, no wonder he felt something was wrong. When they got here, they should be able to hear the clicking or clicking machine sounds coming from Zhao Zhigang's tailor shop. Today is three Personally, it should be louder than yesterday.

Zhang Chen couldn't help but move faster. They arrived at the door of the tailor shop and saw that the door was closed and the light inside was still on. Zhang Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

The two people got out of the car and knocked on the door. The door opened. Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao saw Zhao Zhilong standing in the door with a piece of clothing in his hand. He was ordering buttons.

The two people went in and saw a pile of clothes on the cutting table that had been pressed and wrapped. Zhao Zhigang and Caidi were not there. There were also a lot of cut pieces and semi-finished products piled on the table tops of the three sewing machines and in the plastic baskets beside them. what's going on?

Zhang Chen was about to ask when Zhao Zhigang came out of the inner room and heard their movements. As soon as he got up from the bed and walked out to see them, Zhao Zhigang smiled bitterly and shook his head and said to them:

"Last night, as soon as you left, the neighbors on both sides came over and scolded us, saying that we were too noisy and prevented them from sleeping. We were not allowed to do it anymore. There was no other way. I could only let my brother finish the work first. Good clothes, buttoned, ironed and wrapped, you can take some with you in the morning."

Zhao Zhigang said, pointing to the pile of clothes on the cutting table. Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao looked at them and saw that they were the ones that had been finished when they left last night.

Xiao Zhao became anxious and shouted: "What should we do? These shipments are not enough."

Zhao Zhigang was also helpless. He could only shake his head.

Zhang Chen asked: "What time can you start doing it?"

Zhao Zhigang thought for a while and said, there are vegetable farmers on both sides, and they get up very early in the morning. I think if we start working like this at 6 or 7, they will not have any objection.

Zhang Chen said yes, there is no other way but this. The goods at noon must be sent out, or you can work hard and drive these goods out first this morning.

"Is this what's in the notebook?" Zhao Zhigang asked.

Zhang Chen said yes, these will be distributed at noon.

Zhao Zhigang said yes.

Zhang Chen looked at Zhao Zhilong and knew that he was sleeping on the cutting bed. Zhang Chen said to Zhao Zhilong, "Xiaolong, you don't want to do it anymore. You need to sleep for a while. I'll take him away now if he's already well. If it's not enough, I'll leave at ten o'clock." Come again.

Zhao Zhigang said yes.

He tied what had been made on the cutting table into two bundles, held them in his hands, and followed Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao out.

Zhang Chen tied two bundles of clothes to the back seat of his bicycle, pushed the bicycle, and the two of them walked home. They were both very depressed. Xiao Zhao said, I really want to scream a few times to wake up these neighbors.

After saying that, she immediately said, but yes, we can hear the sound here from so far away. How can these neighbors sleep? They had endured it all night last night, and today they must be unbearable.

Zhang Chen nodded silently. What he thought of was that if they couldn't work overtime at night, Zhao Zhigang's efficiency would definitely drop a lot. The time during the day was too fragmented, and the most efficient work was at night. Zhang Chen himself used to do this when he was painting scenes in a theater troupe. , if the work is very busy, I will paint and paint until night. I would rather sleep with it during the day.

They walked back home, and the courtyard door was open. The landlady and their son had already gotten up and were about to ride a tricycle out. The landlady went to the vegetable field to collect vegetables at around three o'clock every morning. They were going to the vegetable field now. They had to help bundle and load the car, and then the landlord rode a tricycle to Sanliting. The two of them went home, took a nap, and got up to go to work and go to school.

Seeing them, the landlady was surprised and asked, "Why are you so early?"

Xiao Zhao told her that he was going to the tailor shop to pick up clothes.

"In the tailor shop on the street, what they are making are your clothes at night?"

The landlady asked, "It seems that in just one night, Zhao Zhigang and the others have become famous, and they may have aroused public outrage. Many people were struck by Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao who sounded very friendly, da da da da and zizzizzi." The sound wakes me from my dream.

Zhang Chen felt that maybe Zhao Zhigang and the others wouldn't be able to stay here any longer. They were all vegetable farmers here, and there were many people like the landlord who needed a good night's sleep after drinking wine at noon. It will also disturb a lot of people.

The two went to bed and slept for a while. When they woke up at 5:30, Xiao Zhao and Zhang Chen said, either I go with you or you have to come back to Caidi and the others to help. I will go and guard the store.

Zhang Chen said no, you have nothing to do now. You can't sell any of these clothes if you take them with you. Zhao Zhigang and the others don't know how much they can make after waiting for a few hours.

You should sleep well and go to the store when you wake up. After I take the roll, check if everything is okay and ask Ayong to help look after it. I won’t go home either. I will go directly to Zhao Zhigang’s place to wait for the goods. You can get up and take the bus directly. Let's go to the store.

Xiao Zhao said yes.

While the two were talking, Zhang Chen was still drawing a Zhang Chen watch on Xiao Zhao's hand.

Xiao Zhao looked at Zhang Chen and couldn't help but stretched out her hand and touched his face. She felt that in just a few days, Zhang Chen had become darker and thinner. Could it be that he was not black or thin? He rode a tricycle every day and was exposed to the sun. After so much sunshine, I still haven’t had a good night’s sleep.

Xiao Zhao felt distressed. When Zhang Chen finished the painting, she couldn't help but sit up and hugged him.

Zhang Chen felt his cheeks were wet with Xiao Zhao's tears. He was startled, broke away from Xiao Zhao, pulled her face and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Zhao burst into laughter and kept shaking his head, no, no, I just think you are working too hard!

Zhang Chen laughed and said, what are you afraid of? He flicked Xiao Zhao's belly with his fingers, as long as this little guy, Zhang Xiangbei, will be obedient from now on.

"Well, if he doesn't obey, I'll beat him for you." Xiao Zhao said.

"You talk but you don't mean it, and you won't be able to let it go when the time comes." Zhang Chen said with a smile.

"No, no, I promise not. Compared with this guy, I can't let go of my husband even more." Xiao Zhao said quickly.

Zhang Chen kissed her and told her, if your husband doesn't leave, he will be late. You should sleep well.

Xiao Zhao lay down and waved to Zhang Chen: "Goodbye, dear."

She watched his back disappear behind the closed door, then walked outside the curtain, and then heard the sound of a bicycle driving, and the sound of the courtyard door opening and closing. Xiao Zhao said to herself, yes, this husband, She just couldn't bear it.

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