The two of them are working in full swing, preparing for a big fight.

The sweater factory of Pan's family has been established, and the boss's wife Song Xiangru has trained the people sent by Pan's family. Pan's factory has now officially started production.

Song Xiangru was so excited these days that she didn't care about the business of the store anymore and left it all to Chen Binglin. She had to take care of the big business.

The big factory opened here, and her small shop was no longer enough. The warehouse at home had been emptied, and all the wool had been moved to the factory. In a blink of an eye, it had been half a month since the start of production.

Song Xiangru felt that the Pan family had shown their utmost sincerity. They built the factory on their own land and employed nearly 20,000 female workers.

This morning, Song Xiangru brought Mei Zi to the sweater factory again.

A sign that read "Pan's Sweater Factory" hung above the entrance of the sweater factory.

In fact, the boss lady had objections to the name. It was clearly a partnership between two companies, so why was it written as Pan’s Sweater Factory?

I mentioned it to Sun Xinrou once with a forced smile, and this is what she said.

"Everyone knows that the Pan family is a big business. We produce so many sweaters. If we want to sell them, we have to advertise them. How troublesome!

Just use the Pan family brand and the products will sell without any promotion.”

The explanation was far-fetched. Song Xiangru was not very happy but she endured it.

The sweater factory had been in operation for more than half a month, and all the thread her family had was gradually invested in the sweater factory. Now there was no thread left at home.

Most of her family's wealth has been invested in wool, and today she wants to talk to Sun Xinrou about the capital of the wool. That's more than 300 gold coins.

The store also needs to circulate the stock. The sweaters from the sweater factory have been put on the market and are sold in Pan's store. She went there several times and the sales were very good.

Who says the upper class doesn’t like sweaters? This is a new thing, and the ladies in the upper class are scrambling to get them.

This was what she saw with her own eyes, which meant that the sweater factory was not short of money. She calculated that with the exaggerated prices, they could get a lot of dividends this month.

With their minds on things, the master and servant entered the sweater factory and went straight to the office. Now the sweater factory was handed over to Sun Xinrou for management.

Pan Yunting holds great power in the Pan family. Logically speaking, Sun Xinrou is Pan Yunsong's concubine, and this matter has nothing to do with her.

But Pan Yunting handed the factory over to Sun Xinrou to manage. Those old guys had some complaints, but the side branches relied on the Pan family for support and did not dare to act rashly.

When Pan Yunting's wife heard the news, she tore up several handkerchiefs, gnashed her teeth and cursed them for a bad death, and she did more small things in private.

This was before she knew that Pan Yunting had privately promised to give the factory to Sun Xinrou's son. If she knew, she would be so angry that she would vomit blood.

Song Xiangru stepped into the corridor. Every time she walked in here, her heart felt heavy.

She was obviously a partner, and the factory's name was Pan's, but there were so many offices built, but not a single one belonged to her. She was the second boss!

Although she felt a little dazed every time she walked into the factory, as if she was dreaming, and felt that everything seemed very far away from her, she was indeed the second boss. For this reason, she pinched herself several times to make sure it was not a dream.

The two were stopped at the door of the factory director's office.

The person guarding the door went in and reported it, and only then did Sun Xinrou let them in.

Song Xiangru's face turned a little dark. She actually had to be notified when she came.

She had to wait for Sun Xinrou's permission before she could go in. This was a little different from the attitude when the two of them first started discussing cooperation.

So Song Xiangru also walked into the office with an expressionless face.

"Hey! Why are you here again? Aren't you tired of running two trips a day?" Sun Xinrou sat behind the huge desk and looked at Song Xiangru and her servant who came in.

These two people annoyed her a lot. They came every morning and afternoon.

Fortunately, the time is ripe now, and she doesn't need this person to be in her sight anymore, which really makes her upset.

So they weren't as polite as when they first started discussing cooperation.

Besides, now is the time to put an end to it so that I don’t have to come here every day.

"Xinrou! Look at what you said. After all, I am the boss of this factory, so why can't I come and take a look?

Don't you come to work every day, too? " Song Xiangru got angry after being ridiculed by Sun Xinrou in such a lukewarm way.

What do you mean? Are you dissatisfied with her coming? Why can't she come? Half of the assets here belong to him. They signed a contract.

"By the way, I'm here to settle the bill. I brought all my wool here, but now it's all gone. Can you pay me for the wool?

My shop needs funds to turn around. If things continue like this, I won’t even have money to buy more goods.” Song Xiangru didn’t forget that she was here to collect payment for the goods.

When she worked with Fang Qianxue before, she had sweaters to sell and had capital turnover.

Now that the sweaters are not sold by her, she can't get any money, so she can only fill it in. How can her small business afford it?

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like