Chapter 617 If you seize women's clothing, you will seize the clothing market
Fortunately, Yang Luoyan forgot to worry about the weather as soon as he started working.
With the successive broadcast of the TV series "Miss Public Relations", the popularity of public relations outfits and one-step skirts continues to rise across the country.
In order to fully absorb the heat, not only the new and old clothing factories in Furongyi Lane continued to operate at full capacity, but also signed a larger OEM contract with Shanghai No. 1 Garment Factory.
Outsourced all the production of step skirts and bodybuilding pants.
It is said that women hold up half the sky.
In the clothing market, Yang Luoyan felt that what her husband Wu Yuan said was more accurate.
That is, women can hold up half the sky.
Most of the consumption is supported by women.
The remaining small part is for children.
As for the men's market, there is also a market, almost only children lead the way.
can't be compared with women at all.
Yang Luoyan even felt that if Furongyi Lane could persist in the women's clothing market and become a major brand, it would even be comparable to her husband's business.
No way, now in Beigang, only his own man can become the target of his pursuit.
Everyone else is less than qualified.
Half a day passed in a blink of an eye.
Just before lunch, the phone on Yang Luoyan's desk rang.
I thought it was another agent or distributor calling for the goods, but it turned out to be Ye Yun.
"Sister Yun, it's been a long time."
"Luoyan, although we haven't seen each other for a long time, I see the clothes made by your factory every day. They are really selling well. Congratulations!"
"Thank you, sister Yun, I have a chance tomorrow, and I will tailor two sets for sister Yun."
"Then I can't afford the design fee."
"No money, it's our honor that an intellectual woman like Sister Yun can wear our Furongyixiang clothes, how can we still charge money?"
"Haha, thank you, thank you." Ye Yun was very happy after hearing this, and turned to business: "That's right, Luoyan. Recently, we saw the popularity of "Miss Public Relations" in our magazine, like doing a public relations issue Miss's topic, I was wondering if your factory could provide some clothing support."
Yang Luoyan became interested when she heard it, but she didn't forget to ask first: "Can you mention the name of our factory?"
"That's natural, and we can't let you sponsor and support it for nothing, right?"
Yang Luoyan readily agreed: "Then there's no problem, Sister Yun, I'll let someone from the Shanghai main store contact you. At that time, you can choose the clothes in the specialty store."
"Then it's settled."
"That's a deal."
In fact, the exposure of Furongyi Lane in the CCTV advertisement is enough.
But no one thinks they are too hot.
Multiple magazines promote, nothing wrong.
Besides, isn’t it just borrowing a few sets of clothes?
piece of cake.
Hung up the phone, Yang Luoyan was in a good mood.
But he forgot about going to dinner again, and reapproved the documents on the desk.
It wasn't until Jiang Fan came to look for her that she suddenly remembered.
The sister-in-law and sister-in-law went to the cafeteria to eat together, and Su Ke followed behind.
It was still raining outside, and the holly in front of the building became darker green.
Jiang Fan asked: "What is brother-in-law doing in BJ? He never comes back."
Yang Luoyan said: "He has his own affairs, no one can do without him."
Yang Luoyan said stubbornly: "Why should I cry, our factory is developing so well, and I have a group of like-minded sisters like you, without him, I can't live anymore?"
Jiang Fan changed his perspective and persuaded: "I think our factory is now on the right track. You also go to BJ to check the post every now and then. Don't we have the time and strength?"
Yang Luoyan shook Jiang Fan's arm and said, "Okay, I know, Second Sister-in-law."
In fact, Wu Yuan was on the phone yesterday and said that he would bring her a mysterious gift this time.
Regarding this, Yang Luoyan was ashamed to say it.
If the time comes, there will be silk stockings and the like again, how can people talk to others.
Huang Lao's courtyard house.
Wu Yuan took advantage of the time after lunch to make a mysterious gift for his daughter-in-law—a rosewood bracelet.
Let’s string this bracelet, neither big nor small.
It should be suitable for the daughter-in-law's wrist, and it should not be obtrusive, but also look good.
Compared to the first sample made casually, and so many finished products for Mr. Huang, it took a lot of effort.
Fortunately, Wu Yuan was not in a hurry, so he just took advantage of this afternoon to do it by hand, and it would be good.
In a blink of an eye, it was the evening.
Wu Yuan is going to his courtyard to settle the bill with him.
But I saw that the three of them came back first, followed by the man with a much stiffer back.
Wu Yuan came forward to meet him, and then gave the old man a cigarette, lit it and said, "Why did you come here in person?"
The old man held a cigarette in his mouth, pulled Wu Yuan aside, and stuffed the old man's head for him by the way: "Is it enough? Not enough for you to talk, our old man is not bad."
"Enough is definitely enough," Wu Yuan said immediately, "I still have to find you twenty more."
The man waved his hand: "You don't need to change the money. From now on in this area, you will fill in the pits for people at this wage. If you lose a dime, then I will not do it."
Well, it’s okay to give more money, but it’s not okay to be a big injustice.
Wu Yuan nodded when he heard the words: "Okay, don't worry then, I will pay you outright."
Actually, the master worker does not earn money.
Wu Yuan originally planned to charge 80 yuan, but after deducting 30 yuan a day's wages for the three small workers, as well as a few dozen yuan for transportation and food subsidies, there will be 20 or 30 yuan left.
That's it, I have to go back and hand it over to Zou Ning, let her take it out of the account and record the work for Yao Lan and the others.
Fortunately, when Mercedes-Benz returned to the downstairs of the North Fourth Ring Office, the upstairs office was still lit.
Wu Yuan pushed the door to get out of the car, but was stopped by Ma Mingchao: "Boss, what should we do?"
Wu Yuan saw that it was the watermelon ball that Yu Xiaowan sent in the morning.
Except for eating two on the way in the morning, he forgot all the rest in the car, and at the end of the day, it was all rotten.
This must not be returned directly to others.
So he took it and took it to the office upstairs.
Song Xian is the only one left in Panpan's office, and Zou Ning and the Meng family sisters are left on Tengda's side.
The three girls all wore one-step skirts and public relations outfits. This fashion is quite timely.
Before Wu Yuan entered the door, he seemed to be complaining about something, but after seeing Wu Yuan, he immediately shut up.
Wu Yuan entered the room, handed the lunch box to Zou Ning and said, "Take out the inside, wash it and give it to me."
Then asked Meng Na and Meng Yao: "Why are you working overtime? Are you busy recently?"
Meng Na blushed and was embarrassed to speak.
Meng Yao said without so much scruples: "We would rather work overtime for a while than be nagged by our father when we go back."
Wu Yuan smiled and said, "Is it because of buying clothes?"
Meng Yao said confidently: "Isn't that right, we didn't spend a penny at home."
Wu Yuan nodded seriously: "It makes sense!"
(end of this chapter)