Sitting in the taxi, Xiaoying leaned on He Cheng's shoulder, He Cheng held her right hand tightly, and said to her softly: "I'm sorry, girl, just now"

"Hehe, silly uncle, trust is built slowly, have confidence in me, and even more confidence in yourself! Our love is unswerving! Xiaoying said firmly.

"Yes! Unshaken! He Cheng nodded heavily, and silently recited these four words over and over again in his heart.

"I know, it's just a pity that you've worked so hard so far!" He Cheng sighed deeply, very self-reproachful.

Looking at He Cheng with a solemn face, Xiaoying continued to comfort him: "Uncle, money is important, but there are many things in life that are more important than money, and we will not be short of money to spend now, besides, there is only one less order, the girl is so capable, and the customer is not a big handful, but uncle, you are the only one for the girl!" ”

He Cheng didn't speak anymore, just hugged Xiaoying lying on his lap tightly.

Xiaoying pestered He Cheng all night, and he was unwilling to let go of his hand for a moment, as if he was afraid that he would lose it, and He Cheng was even more so.

After entering the door, the two kissed each other lovelessly and did not let go

Before going to bed, He Cheng and Xiaoying briefly talked about today's interview.

"What do you think?" Xiaoying pulled the quilt for He Cheng, and then turned off the light.

"I want to go to work tomorrow, what do you think?"

"I think it's good, only heroes can be produced in the last days, not to mention that there is a master in the last days!" Xiaoying is very smart, knowing why He Cheng chose this way, she continued: "Uncle, no matter what decision you make, I will support you, don't worry about doing it boldly, lose your inferiority, uncle is the best!" ”

The two fell asleep cuddling each other.

The next day, He Cheng came to Fengtai Garment Factory to explain his intentions, and the security uncle happily welcomed He Cheng in.

Song Chunsheng was a little surprised when he saw He Cheng, and then shook hands with He Cheng with a smile on his face to welcome his arrival.

When he met and asked about the situation of the employee who had an accident yesterday, Song Chunsheng told him that Lao Peng's index finger and middle finger were cut off in half, and he asked to be transferred to the hospital for him to do continuation surgery, but Lao Peng strongly refused, the reason Song Chunsheng did not say, but sighed deeply. But if he didn't say it, He Cheng could guess it.

Then the two chatted about some views on the factory, Song Chunsheng was still afraid of delaying He Cheng, and kept reminding He Cheng to think about it clearly, but seeing He Cheng's resolute face, he became more enthusiastic about He Cheng.

In the end, the two agreed on a contract: a basic salary of 2,000, a monthly telephone and transportation allowance and meal allowance, etc., and the banquet customers can be billed for reimbursement, but they must not be falsely reported or falsely reported. The minimum commission is calculated at one percent of the order amount, which is not specifically stipulated, and the commission point can be increased accordingly if the profit is more, but Song Chunsheng promised that as long as the order is received, the commission point of one percent is definitely the lowest.

He Cheng also learned that the profit margins of all commodities are very small now, especially these small factories that rely purely on processing to make profits, and even more so garment factories. With a minimum commission of one percent, Song Chunsheng is really generous to him. He Cheng understands this a little, and the business commission points of this kind of factory are generally calculated by a few thousandths.

After agreeing on these, Song Chunsheng called the woman who called him uncle yesterday, and the woman brought a contract over, and when He Cheng signed the contract, Song Chunsheng told her to print a business card for He Cheng. The woman asked him what his position was, and Song Chunsheng blurted out that she was "business director".

"Boss Song, this is not appropriate!" He Cheng hurriedly said.

"What's inappropriate, isn't it just a job title, and you can use this title to carry out your work better!" Although Song Chunsheng looked at the soil, his thoughts and insights did not lag behind at all.

He Cheng did not object again.

"Hehe, she is my niece, her name is Chen Fang, she is in charge of finances now, and she helps me with chores by the way!"

Then, Song Chunsheng took He Cheng to visit the workshop, He Cheng saw that what Boss Song said was the truth, there are many new machines in the factory, new electric scissors, cloth inspection machines, cutting machines, sewing machines, but these He Cheng don't understand much, just simply looked at it, and had a rough idea in his heart.

There are not many people in the workshop, but no matter where Song Chunsheng goes, He Cheng can see respect in the eyes of the employees. However, everyone was still quite curious about a new face beside him, because there had been no newcomers in the factory for too long, and Song Chunsheng told them that this was the new business manager.

He Cheng nodded to them occasionally, and there was a glimmer of hope in their eyes when they first saw He Cheng, but then it dimmed. Because there were already several young people who were more handsome, stronger, and more talented than He Cheng before, they didn't have much hope for the newcomer He Cheng at all.

Out of the workshop, He Cheng asked casually, "Boss Song, have you ever owed them wages?" ”

Song Chunsheng hesitated for a moment, not knowing what He Cheng meant by asking for a while, and then replied categorically: "No, there is no arrears, even if I lose my old bottom, I will not owe them their hard-earned money!" ”

"Oh!" He Cheng nodded deeply, he could see that the employees who stayed in the factory were all loyal to him.

"Alas! If you don't leave, you have no future with me now, and if you want to go, I will settle a penny and let him go. Song Chunsheng said.

"I'll try my best to keep them all around!" He Cheng said firmly.

"Good!"

Then Song Chunsheng took He Cheng to his office, made a pot of Tieguanyin, and explained some important knowledge about the garment factory to He Cheng while drinking tea, many of which he had explored in practice. He Cheng listened and kept it in mind, and from time to time asked some questions that he thought were more important. For example, a suit like the Saint Angelo he wears, how much does it cost from the fabric to the finished product, and how much profit does it take in the middle; What is the main competitive point in the apparel industry? Does our factory have any special advantages over the same factory? And so on, and so on, He Cheng urgently needs answers.

Song Chunsheng told He Cheng that the cost of making a ready-to-wear garment is actually not high, and the difference between the price and the selling price is really 108,000 miles, but the profit that can fall into the factory is very low. Because there are too many links that also need to make money, but the biggest head is in the brand.

To put it bluntly, the competition point of the clothing industry is the competition of famous brands, the same style of clothing, different brands, and the price is also 108,000 miles. However, these have little to do with the factories that mainly make processing profits, which is the competition of brand owners, so in general, Fengtai factory has almost no competitive advantage.

"But there is a sewing master in our factory whose craftsmanship is still very good, and he won a prize in the sewing competition!" Song Chunsheng proudly told He Cheng.

"Really?" He Cheng feels that this is where the advantage lies.

"However, Master Liang is old now, his eyesight is a little bad, and his hands and feet are a little inconvenient, not as good as before!" Song Chunming continued.

He Cheng thought that being too old might be another reason why Master Liang was still in this half-dead factory, otherwise people with craftsmanship would be very popular.

"Does he have an apprentice now?" He Cheng asked.

"There are a few, but the craftsmanship is too bad compared to Master Liang!" Song Chunsheng said.

"Oh!" He Cheng nodded.

At noon, He Cheng wanted to go out to eat, but Song Chunsheng didn't let him, so he had to let He Cheng eat with them.

"Boss Song, it's okay, I'll just go out and eat something!" He Cheng excused himself.

"After entering the Fengtai factory, we will be a family in the future, you don't have to be polite, it's just a common thing, and you won't add more dishes if you are alone, so don't see it like this!"

"Alright then, the food expenses will be deducted from my salary!" It would be hypocritical to excuse again.

"Xiaohe, look what you're talking about, it's just a meal! By the way, just call me Lao Song in the future, the boss boss calls me uncomfortable! Song Chunsheng said to He Cheng.

"Okay, in the future, except for special circumstances, I will call you Lao Song!" He Cheng said with a smile.

Lao Song led He Cheng to the canteen, there is a small private room in the canteen, which is where the leaders of the factory eat, in fact, to put it bluntly, it is the place where the boss's family eats, and the outside is the staff canteen.

He Cheng and Lao Song sat in the private room and chatted for a while, the door of the private room opened, and a middle-aged and elderly woman came in, holding two plates of freshly fried dishes in her hands. He Cheng hurriedly stood up and nodded at her with a smile.

The middle-aged woman paused for a moment, and before she could speak, Lao Song forced He Cheng to sit down and said, "She is my housekeeper's mother-in-law, her name is Chen Xiuying." ”

"Hello hostess!" He Cheng hurriedly stood up again, the former Qianqian girl was from Jiangxi, so he knew very well that the "housekeeper's wife" in Lao Song's mouth meant his wife.

Chen Xiuying is a middle-aged and elderly woman who has been completely blessed, dressed in general, but there are a lot of ornaments on her hands, she wears three or four gold rings on her hands, with emerald green bracelets on her wrists, and golden earrings hanging under her ears, as well as necklaces, all of which are golden.

Her face was as white as the walls had been scraped, and the color of the skin on her face contrasted with the color on her neck. It seems that she is wearing makeup, but He Cheng thinks that her makeup effect is better than not wearing makeup.

"Hehe, don't listen to his nonsense, what a housekeeper, I'm a cook!" Chen Xiuying nodded to He Cheng, glanced at Lao Song and said.

"His name is He Cheng, let's call him Xiaohe in the future, it's my newly hired business manager! Add an extra pair of chopsticks when you eat in the future! Lao Song introduced.

"Good!" Chen Xiuying said and opened the door again and went out to serve food.

"Sit, sit down, Xiaohe, it's okay, my housekeeper doesn't know how to speak, don't be too polite." When Lao Song saw Chen Xiuying go out, a trace of imperceptible helplessness flashed in his eyes.

By the time all the dishes were served, the table was already full. After a brief introduction, He Cheng understood. The table is almost full of Lao Song's family, Lao Song and Chen Xiuyin, from the left hand side are daughter Song Meixiang, son-in-law Liu Zheming, the financial manager is Lao Song's niece Chen Fang, and one is Master Liang that Lao Song said. For a long time, the family has only one of Master Liang is an outsider, but now there is another He Cheng.

When I woke up in the morning and looked at my phone, it showed January 1, 2016, it felt a little unreal, time flies so fast, we have lived another 4 years, why do you say that, because it has been 4 years since the end of the world in 2012 predicted by scientists. What have we gained in these four years? What new "hope" will you have in 2016? I hope you will create a new hope like He Cheng, and then achieve hope!