Time Travel: My Lord, Your Missing Fiancee Is Back

Wang Zihan stared at Li Chunying seriously, "Young Master, seriously, I have a solution. The Weizhou Water Festival has attracted worldwide attention, and I don't think everyone wants to be seen naked.

It must be that the technology is not up to standard, the waistband is not well made, and it is easy to slip down. Over time, people simply give up on their face and stop wearing them, right? "

"Your solution?"

"Work on your waistband. You can sew a few belt buckles on your pants and add a belt.

Belts don't have to be made of leather. They can be straw or cloth.

In addition, there are many things that can be manipulated regarding fabrics and styles.

In a word, it is to divide the products into grades, categories and levels, at least three levels: high, medium and low, so as to make money from all target customers.

You can also use other technical means. I know of two or three of them. If you arrange and combine them, there will be many more ways to do it..."

Wang Zihan almost closed his eyes, "Young Master, I am too sleepy today. When I wake up, I will give you a business plan tomorrow. I guarantee that the medicine will cure the disease."

When Li Chunying got the rotten calligraphy that looked like a chicken, er, the business plan, she said, "You need to practice your handwriting."

"That's not important. Young Master, look carefully. This is just an appetizer. As long as this is rolled out simultaneously across the country, we will have to recruit troops on a large scale..."

Under Li Chunying's "death stare", he had to change his words, "It's just about hiring people, expanding the production line, and solving all the problems of the entire industrial chain from the source. For the matter of this industrial chain, the young master must help.

In fact, these products don't have much technical content, and we can only make a quick buck. Soon, there will be various levels of imitations on the market.

But we are always at the forefront of the industry. We have what others do not, and we are better than others. Our next plan is to filter the market and only focus on mid- to high-end products, or shift our battle line when imitation products flood the market.

Let others always chase after us, but never catch up. Young Master, do you want to be the trend-setter of this era?"

If this is really done, it will be a milestone achievement in the entire fashion industry. It is so attractive and tempting.

Suppressing the passion in her heart, Li Chunying said calmly, "Let me think about it."

"Do we still need to consider this? Opportunities are rare and will never come back. The Weizhou Water Festival has been missed. We have to speed up and catch up with the Lizhou Flower Fair and produce some flower fair peripherals.

Like round fans, handkerchiefs, silk scarves, shawls, headscarves, belts, bracelets, rings, folding fans, brushes, etc. At this flower fair, there are groups of ladies and young men going out for an outing, and they are the easiest to make money from..."

Wang Zihan counted a lot of them on his fingers, "We need to conduct targeted market research on ladies, young ladies, scholars, monks, and other categories, and come up with products that they like and are likely to buy. Then we run some advertisements and create some hype. I don't believe they won't buy it."

Li Chunying's eyes lit up. "As for the things you mentioned, draw a sample first and I'll take a look. It will be counted as your assessment item. If the profit exceeds that of the same period last year, I'll promote you to a junior manager. Otherwise, you know the consequences."

Wang Zihan shuddered. The more he knew about the laws, the more he felt that the ancient times, where people could disregard human lives at will, were no less cruel than Earth, where laws were so prevalent.

It's not easy for her.

However, she is independent now and is not tied to anyone, which is the best start.

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In the forest, the hatched baby birds opened their mouths wide and chirped, clamoring for food.

When the mother bird went out to look for food, Jiang Heng became the temporary kindergarten principal. Annoyed by the noise, he left the nest and sat on the cliff, swinging his legs and looking at the increasingly dark sky. He felt something was wrong.

The dark clouds are getting more and more numerous and thicker.

There is a feeling like dark clouds are looming over the city, and the world is about to end.

The beasts and birds in the forest seemed to have sensed something and were already retreating away from the valley.

The mother bird is back, but she is carrying a dying bird on her back. Is this the father bird?

Jiang Heng immediately checked the bird father and said, "Don't worry, there is still hope."

The bird father was injured at the base of his left wing by a sharp object, and almost lost his entire arm...his entire left wing. He lost too much blood, and it was summer with high temperatures, so the infection and inflammation were very serious, and he already had symptoms of sepsis.

Any later and the whole bird would be doomed.

However, she had antibiotics, blood-forming agents, and enough bandages and disinfectants.

Feeding medicine, giving injections, cleaning wounds, removing dead flesh, hammering steel nails into wings, fixing with splints... After a series of operations, the bird dad was wrapped like a dumpling, and Jiang Heng was sweating from exhaustion.

"All right."

The mother bird came closer and smelled the father bird's breath, then stretched out her wings to feel the father bird's heartbeat, then carried the father bird on her back and left.

Jiang Heng: “…”

After a while, the mother bird came back and carried her children one by one on her back, including Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng: “…”

He sent Jiang Heng and the babies to where the bird father was, put the babies down, and carried the bird father on his back...

After several trips back and forth, it finally chose a tree hole and settled down. Then the mother bird spread its wings and flew out to find food.

"Wait a moment."

Jiang Heng quickly took out his stock, nut sachima, and handed it over.

The mother bird took a look, but didn't know if she liked it, so she flew away. Jiang Heng could only eat a little to fill his stomach.

Phew, a bit dry, a bit hard, not tasty.

Go find something to eat.

On the tree, when Jiang Heng was stretching out his hand to take out a nest of bird eggs, a figure flew over quickly, staggered to the ground, and quickly hid behind a big tree.

A few breaths later, a group of people came chasing from the ground and quickly dispersed, looking for someone.

A pretty woman in light clothing walked behind with an unpleasant look on her face.

Jiang Heng hugged the tree trunk and stepped on the sparse branches, unable to move forward or backward. He wanted to be invisible, but... he suddenly looked into the eyes of the man hiding below.

The man's cheeks were flushed, and his body was suffering from the drugs he was unwilling to take, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Suddenly seeing Jiang Heng, he was startled and hurriedly raised a finger and made a "hush" sound. Then he felt unsafe, looked around, and quickly rushed to one side.

"Miss, look, there's someone in the tree!"

A burst of energy directly broke the branch that Jiang Heng was standing on.

A group of people quickly looked and ran towards this direction.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Jiang Heng could only scream in shock and fell heavily to the ground. A tree more than ten meters high, even if there were dozens of centimeters of soft fallen leaves under the ground, would still hurt.

The woman glanced at him suspiciously, fiercely, and in surprise. She was puzzled as to why it was a fat man. She glanced at the servant and said, "Go and ask him clearly whether he saw it or not, and where did he go?"

Jiang Heng stood up slowly with the sword on his neck, his eyes full of ignorance, clear and stupid.

The servant took a look and turned back to look at the woman, "Miss, this fat guy must have fallen and become stupid..."