Joe went back to the workshop.

Zhao Qingcheng was busy making high-end clothes, and the female workers in the factory next to her were completing the orders of the vocational high school in batches.

Qiao didn't bother everyone, she directly took out all the styles of the ready-to-wear that she took back from Wang Guochun's hand.

Use scissors to disassemble the garment.

Combined with the parts that can be modified, draw a new design drawing on paper.

It's not impossible to make a shirt with cotton, but it doesn't look three-dimensional enough, so you need to match it with other fabrics to make it look more three-dimensional.

This busy.

It's been busy for three days.

This morning.

Joe was working on the last dress again.

Zhao Qingcheng walked in from the outside quickly, holding a notebook in his hand, and said with some joy: "Again, good news, the workers have rushed out more than 600 orders." ”

"So fast?" Joe was stunned again, it's only been three or four days, and more than six hundred pieces have come out?

You must know that there are only ten sewing machines in the factory.

Zhao Qingcheng smiled like a flower, and her mood was very good at first glance: "Really, everyone is a skilled worker, and they can complete 200 pieces every day, no, in order to ensure the quality, I also arranged for them to spend half a day to cut the thread." ”

"I'll take a look."

Qiao didn't want to have a problem with the quality, so he walked into the factory and found a batch of folded ready-to-wear clothes on the container next to the wall.

Qiao randomly selected again, and sure enough, as Zhao Qingcheng said, the quality was passed, there was no problem, and even the thread did not exist.

"Everyone is doing a good job, I'll ask Xiaoshi to bring some apples in a while, and add some fruit to everyone for lunch." Joe said very generously.

"Thank you, Boss Joe."

One or two were overjoyed.

Qiao took advantage of everyone's celebration again, pulled Zhao Qingcheng and asked, "Sister Zhao, has this batch of packaging bags arrived?" ”

"When it comes to bags, we don't have much left." Zhao Qingcheng had a headache, since there was a problem with the source of cloth in the provincial capital, she found that when she went to order paper bags, she was rejected by the previous paper mill, but Zhao Qingcheng was ready to solve this matter by herself, and she didn't tell Qiao Youyou.

"Huh? What's going on? ”

Zhao Qingcheng could only tell the truth.

Qiao frowned again: "Could it be that the third young master of the Gu family did it again?" It's a bit too stingy. ”

She wasn't good-tempered either, and sneered: "I've been so busy lately, I haven't had time to trouble the other party!" ”

"Again, don't worry, let's take our time." Zhao Qingcheng was really worried that Qiao was facing off with Third Young Master Gu again, the other party was powerful and powerful, where could ordinary people like them deal with.

Joe asked again, "I'll call and ask about the paper mill." ”

Zhao Qingcheng couldn't stop it at all.

Qiao called the paper mill again, first contacted the factory director to get his feelings, and then led to the topic: "Director Wang, you are generous to tell me the truth, is it that the Gu family is putting pressure on you?" ”

Without waiting for the other party to answer, Qiao continued: "Although we have no cooperation for the time being, if there is any misunderstanding in the future, it will not be good." ”

Director Wang is not stupid, seeing that Qiao said this again, he didn't shirk it, and said helplessly in his voice: "Boss Qiao, don't blame me for refusing directly, it's true, I can't compete with others." ”

"I heard that the other party is going to buy a garment factory in the provincial capital...... Boss Qiao, you have the heart to pay more attention. ”

(End of chapter)