Before Chu Zhenyan could answer, Bian Guilan hurriedly said, "Forget it, forget it, let Xinxin go." ”

Bian Guilan glanced at Chu Zhenyan and couldn't help but shake her head.

At the beginning, Lao Zhang wanted to give his daughter Zhang Qiuzhen to Liu Yali, that Zhang Qiuzhen had a good-looking face and a good figure, I heard that he was still a salesperson in a store in the city, but now that he thinks about it, it is really better to let Yali marry the daughter of the old Zhang family.

asked Chu Zhenyan to go to Lao Zhang's house to buy a tablecloth, but Bian Guilan couldn't do it.

Bian Guilan raised her voice and shouted into the house, "Xinxin, you go to your Uncle Zhang's trip." ”

Chu Zhenyan naturally couldn't imagine how many times Bian Guilan's heart turned in the blink of an eye, and her attention was all on the tablecloth and sofa towel.

She blinked, remembering that she had also sold home furnishings in the first place, and that she majored in fashion design and marketing.

Chu Zhenyan also learned clothing making at the beginning, when she was in school, she didn't want to learn, she always felt that she was just a tailor, but later it was also a compulsory course, so she had to learn it by heart.

I have learned all the pattern-making and production of sportswear, workwear, women's clothing, and suits, and it is really not difficult to make a few clothes.

She hadn't thought of a way to make money before, but now, isn't it just an opportunity?

"Mom, is Uncle Zhang's tablecloth expensive? Can I sell it in batches? Chu Zhenyan had already begun to think about it in her heart.

If she wholesaled Uncle Zhang's tablecloths and sofa towels to sell, she would have to go to a market a little farther away to sell them.

"It's not expensive, isn't your Uncle Zhang a retired employee of a textile factory? He has acquaintances in the purchase, and some of the goods are defective products or cloth heads, which are all weighed by the pound, and naturally they are sold cheaply. ”

"Oh, then I'll go and have a look with my little sister." Chu Zhenyan said.

"What are you going to do?" Bian Guilan didn't understand what her daughter-in-law meant, so she couldn't help but ask.

But in the final analysis, Bian Guilan knew Chu Zhenyan in the past, and she didn't know anything about the current Chu Zhenyan, she asked Chu Zhenyan puzzled, "Yanzi, do you want to sell some tablecloths?" ”

Liu Jihai heard the movement, walked out and asked, "Yanzi wants to learn to do business?" ”

Liu Jihai was born as a soldier and worked in a factory all his life, so he didn't know anything about business. However, watching Lao Zhang's family make a lot of money selling fabrics or something, I was also a little tempted.

I just heard Chu Zhenyan ask about the release of materials, and I couldn't help but be excited.

"It's nice to say, it's not easy to do business, and if you don't get it right, you'll lose money." Liu Yaxin didn't believe that Chu Zhenyan, a fat man, would do business.

Draw a flatbread who wouldn't.

Liu Yaxin looked at the joke on her face, "Sister-in-law, go, I'll take you to Uncle Zhang's house." ”

"As long as you can!" Bian Guilan glanced at Chu Zhenyan and asked her tentatively, "Yanzi, do you really want to sell wholesale and go around?" ”

If Chu Zhenyan really knows how to do business, her mother-in-law will blow it from the beginning, how can she hide it?

So Bian Guilan only thought that Chu Zhenyan was asking casually, as long as Chu Zhenyan didn't embarrass people.

Bian Guilan gave Liu Yaxin twenty yuan and let them go to Lao Zhang's house.

It didn't take long for the two of them to return with a bundle of sofa towels and tablecloths.

Liu Yaxin, who originally wanted to see Chu Zhenyan's jokes, stopped laughing at her, she pursed her lips and said sourly, "Sister-in-law, you are really good at business." ”

Liu Yaxin is still in junior high school, and she is a child in Chu Zhenyan's eyes, so Chu Zhenyan naturally doesn't take her words to heart.

She smiled jokingly, "When you grow up, my sister-in-law will teach you again, and you have to go to school now." Chu Zhenyan patted Liu Yaxin's shoulder, "You bring these tablecloths into the house first, and I'll talk to our parents about something." ”