Chapter Seventy-Eight: You Can't Wait for That Day
After Shopkeeper Lin went out, Yun Qiange took off his veil and quickly put on a human skin mask, and a plain face appeared.
There is a half-human high bronze mirror in the design room, she untied the blue ribbon tied on her head in front of the bronze mirror, put the ribbon and veil back into her sleeves, and her black and bright hair fell down, took off the clothes on her body, and then changed her face, at this time, if anyone saw it, they would be surprised, this dress can be worn on both sides!
One side is blue, the other side is silver, Yun Qiange looked at herself in the mirror, her face was ordinary, her posture was tall, and her black hair was like ink, and it was difficult for those who were tracking her to find her now.
She went downstairs with her head held high, squeezed out of the crowd, and came out of the flowing clouds, and sure enough, she saw the five women who were following her coming out of the teahouse opposite, looking around, and occasionally a woman who was following her set her eyes on her, and the next second she moved away without hesitation.
The woman walked casually past the five people who complained to each other, and the corners of her lips raised a shallow arc, and it was too early to catch me.
Jiaxing Textile Factory, is the production of the glove that vanilla sent someone to investigate a few days ago, the whole factory area is huge, covering an area of 2,000 square meters, located on the high mountain, hidden among the green mountains and green trees.
Yun Qiange got out of the carriage, because Vanilla had already arranged, she took a greeting post and met the owner of Jiaxing Textile Factory under the leadership of the doorman.
This female proprietor can feel her downfall at a glance, why? Just because the doorman was wearing coarse linen clothes, she could understand, even the factory director was wearing a washed white black cotton coat, with a little bit of wool on it, his face was thin, his face was yellow and thin, and his extension was dull, looking shabby and depressed, depressed and frustrated.
Seeing Yun Qiange's arrival, a bright light appeared in her already small eyes, but it was an excellent cover-up, she stepped forward and shook Yun Qiange's hand: "Miss Xiaoge, look up for a long time." ”
Yun Qiange smiled friendlyly: "Where, where." I heard that your factory wants to transfer? ”
"Yes, I wonder how much Miss Xiaoge is willing to pay for the villain's factory?"
The woman nodded and replied, "Two hundred taels...... Gold. ”
In this era, a tael of gold is 2,000 yuan, and two hundred taels of gold is 400,000 yuan when converted into modern yuan, but it is impossible to build a textile factory of such a large scale.
The owner, who originally thought that he had met the God of Wealth, instantly changed his face, and sneered with disdain: "You want to buy my entire factory with just two hundred taels of gold, isn't Miss joking?" The area I occupy and the fame plus the facilities inside, there is more than that, a young lady offered 600,000 taels of gold a while ago, and I didn't sell it. ”
This is to pit her, Yun Qiange rubbed his chin, completely indifferent to the change of attitude before and after the owner, and was noncommittal to the owner's words: "On the floor area, this factory is indeed very large, the roots of the tree are still there, even if the business of Jiaxing Textile Factory is still bleak now, the reputation is still built, the internal force facilities are just some old textile tools, which are increasingly consumed, and their life is also shortening, and now the cost is only hundreds of thousands of taels, according to this calculation, I might as well build a textile factory by myself, and I can also enter a new batch of new textile tools, All you want to sell is this land and fame, two hundred taels of gold, which is enough. ”
The owner scoffed, and waved his hand to let the doorman drive out this woman who was so arrogant, but unexpectedly, the woman suddenly rubbed her eyebrows like a headache, her tone was deep, and her words meant something: "Besides, at this time and that time, the owner wants to sell it for a good price, I'm afraid it won't be able to wait for that day." ”