"I said, I've borrowed money." Song Yuhua repeated again, the corners of his mouth rose, and an inexplicable look bloomed on his face.

After showing Lin Changshan the money, he also became excited, walked back and forth in the store several times, and finally finalized: "Let's go, let's go to Dafa now, lest Lu Ming's kid find other buyers." ”

Song Yuhua nodded, "That's what I mean." ”

The two came to the Dafa garment factory in a hurry, and more than a dozen employees were working hard, and the sewn clothes were exactly their orders.

The little boss of the factory also knew two people, and welcomed people in to the rest area to serve tea, "You can sit here for a while now, and I'll tell the boss." ”

"Okay, I'm in trouble." Lin Changshan gestured and sat down on the wooden bench with Song Yuhua.

The door of Lu Ming's office was hidden, and the sound of conversation inside could be faintly heard, obviously more than one person.

The little boss knocked on the door and poked half of his head in, "Boss, Mr. Lin and Miss Song are here." ”

Lu Ming nodded, and then looked at another middle-aged man in his forties in the room, "The price you gave is too low, can't you really mention it a little more?" ”

The middle-aged man smoked a cigarette, and the choking smoke filled the not too large space, he shook his head, "Your small broken factory is only at this price, two thousand one, no more." ”

Lu Ming pursed his lips tightly, his eyebrows furrowed into Sichuan characters, and his face was not very good-looking, "I'll think about it again." ”

The middle-aged man chuckled, stood up and walked to the door, and turned back as he opened the door: "Okay, then you can think about it." ”

Anyway, he has already let out the news, and no one will come to buy this small broken factory except him.

Lu Ming didn't know the middle-aged man's imperative and small actions in private, and after sending people away, he had time to greet Lin Changshan and Song Yuhua.

He pressed his eyebrows and lay down on the single wooden chair relaxed, "Brother Lin, why are you here?" ”

Lin Changshan and Song Yuhua glanced at each other, and he said, "Lu Ming, you said last time that you were going to sell the factory for 2,070, but is it true?" ”

Lu Ming sat up, "Of course, for some reason, only one person has come to discuss in the past few days. ”

Song Yuhua leaned over slightly, and couldn't wait to ask: "Then you have finished talking?" ”

Lu Ming pursed his lips, and his heart became irritated when he thought of this, "Speaking of this, I get angry, that kid actually maliciously lowered the price, knowing that I am in a hurry and am only willing to give two thousand one." ”

Although the man was a few years older than him, the word boy did not relent.

A hanging heart suddenly fell, Song Yuhua breathed a sigh of relief and straightened his expression, "Brother Lu, we will buy your garment factory." ”

As she spoke, she took out the money from her pocket, counted out three from the thick stack of coins and stuffed them back, and pushed the rest on the coffee table, "This is money, you count it." ”

Lu Ming was surprised, looked at Qian, and then looked at Song Yuhua and Lin Changshan, his mouth was slightly open, with a look of disbelief and a little dazed.

"You, are you serious?" He couldn't help but ask.

Song Yuhua nodded, "Of course." ”

Lu Ming swallowed his saliva and hesitated for a moment, then picked up the money on the table, dipped his fingers in some saliva and counted it carefully, a total of exactly two thousand seven.

He was originally ready to lower the price, but now he can sell it for two thousand seven and sell it to someone he knows, Lu Ming's nerves that have been tense suddenly relaxed, and a smile appeared on his depressed face.

He stood up stiffly, "Let's go, we'll sign the contract now." ”

"Okay." Song Yuhua nodded, it would be great to sign the contract today.

Entering the office, Lu Ming took out white paper and a pen from the drawer, sat down at the desk and began to write the contract.

The content of the contract has long been familiar to me, but it has been written in a few minutes, covered with a pen and blew the handwriting, Lu Ming checked it carefully, and then handed the contract over, "You see how it is, if there are other requirements, we can discuss." ”

Song Yuhua read the contract and raised a few more points, and the three of them added them after discussion.

Half an hour later, the rewritten contract was signed with the names of Lu Ming and Song Yuhua respectively.

Solving the big stone pressed in his heart, Lu Ming waved his hand, "It's almost time to eat now, what do you want to eat, I'll treat you!" ”

Song Yuhua was stunned for a moment with the contract, she actually had her own garment factory, although it was still very small, but it would definitely develop!

Carefully folding the contract into his pocket, Song Yuhua smiled slightly, "Okay, I have to eat some of the money I used today." ”

Lu Ming laughed, "It's as much as you can eat." ”

The two sides were already familiar with each other, and in the same city, all the formalities were completed within two days, and the Dafa Garment Factory completely became Song Yuhua's industry.

Lu Ming had already left, Song Yuhua stood inside the Dafa Garment Factory, gathered everyone, and more than a dozen employees were uneasy, whispering to each other, thinking that the new boss was not going to give them a dismissal?

That being said, there was some sadness on their faces, what if the new boss didn't want them to continue working here? The family is counting on this salary to eat.

"Quiet!" Song Yuhua scolded and stopped the slight conversation.

After counting the number of people and confirming that everyone had come, Song Yuhua asked, "On weekdays, when Boss Lu is not there, who is responsible here?" ”

A middle-aged man in his forties stood up, "Miss Song, me." ”

She knew this person, and he was the one who received her last time she and Lin Changshan came, and asked the man's name, Song Yuhua nodded.

"From now on, I will be your boss, I hope I don't make a mistake." After a pause, he said: "Don't worry, as long as you don't cheat, I won't dismiss you, you still work here, and your salary is the same, I don't have much time in the factory, and Chen Dahai is still in charge of the factory." ”

When everyone heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and the dull atmosphere became lively, and they began to have the courage to ask Song Yuhua some small questions.

"Boss, if you perform well, can you give us a salary increase?"

"Boss, I heard that other factories have any subsidies, do we have them?"

"Boss, can you give us a vacation every month, I haven't been home for months."

……

Song Yuhua stretched out his hands and pressed down, "Quiet, please be quiet." ”

After everyone stopped talking, she said slowly: "Everyone also knows that the situation in the factory is not good now, otherwise Boss Lu would not sell the factory to me, so the top priority is to get through the current difficulties, and when the factory is better, what you said will be there, I hope everyone can work together." ”

"Good!"

"We'll definitely work hard."

Seeing everyone's enthusiasm, Song Yuhua's face also showed a smile, and her empty heart in the past few days suddenly seemed to be injected with some kind of power, which made her full of motivation for a moment.

After disbanding everyone to do their own thing, Song Yuhua took a careful look around the factory and found that many places were a little dilapidated, and two of the sewing machines were also damaged, but she had no money to replace them.

In the first two months, she probably didn't receive any orders, and the 300 yuan in her hand had to be kept as the wages of the workers.

While being happy that he has a garment factory, and on the other hand, he is worried about how the factory should develop, Song Yuhua couldn't help but think about this problem until he returned to school.

Halfway through the class, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed, Song Yuhua stood up with an "ah", she had a way!

The teacher, who was explaining the history of the development of clothing, raised his glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Song Yuhua, do you have any questions?" ”

Song Yuhua blinked, covered his stomach and said seriously: "Teacher, I have a stomachache, can I go to the toilet?" ”

"Go ahead."

Song Yuhua ran out of the classroom with a slightly hurried pace, showing the internal urgency to the fullest, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and slow down when he came to the aisle.

Standing at the door of the toilet for a while, Song Yuhua returned to the classroom, Xiong Ailan, who was sitting next to her, was a little worried, and asked her in a low voice, "Are you okay?" Did you eat the wrong thing in the morning? ”

Song Yuhua shook his head and raised his index finger, "Shhh, I'll tell you after class." ”

After class, Song Yuhua whispered in her ear about borrowing money to buy a factory, and Xiong Ailan stood up in disbelief, "What! ”

But then, she grabbed Song Yuhua's hand and asked anxiously and worriedly: "Yuhua, have you been deceived?" ”