It's great that I can be reborn

Then he patted Zhang Fan on the shoulder again. "My brother is new to Ningcheng and he is not familiar with the place, or let my secretary be your guide."

"Don't bother Chairman Zheng." Zhang Fan politely refused.

They made goodbye gestures to Zheng Dafeng and Tao Yao respectively.

"We walked."

As soon as his words fell, Zhang Zhenzhen couldn't wait to take Zhang Fan's hand and leave.

In her opinion, Zheng Dafeng and Tao Yao are working together, and just now they used beauty tricks on their cousin.

Although Zhang Fan's intentions were obvious, Tao Yao trotted along with a smile on her face.

She was like this, so Zhang Fan couldn't say anything.

Zhang Zhenzhen held Zhang Fan's arm tightly and looked at Tao Yao warily.

If eyes could speak, her words would be: "Stay away from my brother, you vixen."

Tao Yao pretended not to notice that she was not welcome, and when Zhang Fan was about to get into the car, she smiled softly and thanked, "Thank you for the wet tissue."

At the same time, he stuffed a business card into Zhang Fan's hand.

Zhang Fan wanted to throw it away on the spot, but Tao Yao held his hand tightly, begging in her tone.

"Must see it."

Due to the cover of the car door, Zheng Dafeng couldn't see this scene.

After seeing Tao Yao waving goodbye to Zhang Fan, she walked over with a smile, and first asked, "Did you find anything?"

"Wait for me at home tonight."

"Ok."

A flattering smile appeared on Tao Yao's face.

Then he took Zheng Dafeng's arm, leaned into his arms, and played with his chin with his fingers.

"Honey, what do you want to eat tonight? I'll make it for you."

She has already learned Wu Nong's soft language.

Zheng Dafeng said viciously in her ear: "If it weren't for the relatives of the mother-in-law in the factory, I would have eaten you in the office."

Tao Yao didn't take advantage of the trend to speak ill of Zheng Dalong's wife, and she didn't want to marry Zheng Dalong, and being his mistress was only for money.

On the other side, after the Porsche drove out of Dafeng Garment Factory, Zhang Zhenzhen immediately snatched the business card from Zhang Fan.

"What did you write? Is it a distress message?" Zhang Fan raised his head and asked curiously.

Just now Tao Yao behaved like a kidnapped person.

"Do you think it counts?" Zhang Zhenzhen returned the business card to Zhang Fan, but she wanted to see how Zhang Fan handled it.

Zhang Fan looked at the elegant and graceful black Chinese characters on the business card, and read them in a low voice.

"lover."

"The factory manager."

"Traitor."

"Jiangnan Finance University"

"Just give the money."

Flip to the front of the business card again.

"Tao Yao."

"TEL: 135XXXXXXXX"

On the white business card, the two off-white printed words "Tao Yao" are so inconspicuous, but the phone number below is easy to remember at a glance.

"The name is really useless." Zhang Fan complained in a low voice, and put the business card in his trouser pocket.

Zhang Zhenzhen asked blankly, "Aren't you going to throw it away?"

"Throw out the trash later, it's not good to litter on the road."

Chapter 069 I Have a Dream

Ningcheng is different from Rongcheng. One is that there are many factories, and the other is that there are many mahjong parlors.

After coming out of the Dafeng Garment Factory, Zhang Fan and his party drove around the entire Ningcheng City, and went in to visit a medium-sized garment factory.

They belonged to blind cats catching dead mice, but they also had a basic understanding of Ningcheng's garment factories. Compared with them, Zheng Dafeng could be considered conscientious.

One factory even employs child labor, and the dozen or so girls look like middle school students who came out to work during the summer vacation.

Chemical fiber fabrics were stacked casually in the corner, without even the most basic fire-fighting measures.

After coming out of the factory, Zhang Zhenzhen asked puzzledly: "Why did you intentionally touch the other party's bad luck just now? What are you talking about?"

Zhang Fan smiled. "Anyway, I won't cooperate with him, and I won't meet him in the future. If you offend him, you will be offended."

Even though he knew that the other party would take what he said as fart, Zhang Fan still said it.

Some things will not change as a result, but when you try to stop them, at least your conscience can live with it.

People who are reluctant to buy even a few fire extinguishers are too stingy, and it would be great to disgust the other party.

At this time, the dark clouds in the sky disappeared completely, leaving only white clouds.

Zhu Lingyue turned to Zhang Fan and asked, "Boss, where are we going now?"

Zhang Fan took out his phone and looked at the time. It was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

The three of them haven't eaten since morning, so they said to Zhu Lingyue, "I won't visit the factory today, and I'll find a better restaurant to have a full meal first."

In a crowded place, Zhang Fanrang parked Zhu Lingyue's car on the side of the road, got out of the car, asked a middle-aged aunt at random, and asked, "Auntie, I came to Ningcheng from Shu Province for tourism, can you recommend some for me?" Is it a long-established restaurant?"

The middle-aged aunt was very hospitable and even introduced it in Mandarin.

"The most time-honored restaurant in Ningcheng is Zhuangyuanlou, which existed during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. Dongfuyuan and Meilongzhen restaurants are also good. Din Tai Fung's steamed buns are also recommended for you to eat, and... ..”

The aunt probably saw that Zhang Fan and his party were foreigners, so she introduced everything very carefully.

Later, I said not to go to those places, because they are designed to trick tourists.

Zhang Fan listened quietly at the side, and after she finished speaking, he quickly expressed his thanks. "Thank you, Auntie, and I'm sorry to trouble you."

"No trouble, I'll publicize it to your relatives and friends when I go back. Our Ningcheng is an outstanding place, so come and have fun." Auntie waved her hand with pride on her face.

Finally, he said: "Boys, I wish you a good time."

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After coming out of Zhuangyuan Building, Zhu Lingyue gave Zhang Fan a thumbs up while rubbing her stomach with a look of endless thought on her face. "Working for Boss Zhang is comfortable, eating well and living well along the way is the same as traveling by car, and there are still money to take. It's really miserable."

Zhang Fan burped. "This money can't be born, and you don't want to take it with you when you die. It's better to live and enjoy it than to keep it for a golden coffin after you die."

Zhu Lingyue shook her head. "That's not what I mean. I mean that it's rare to see someone so generous to you. Before, I helped a boss drive and let me go and eat by myself."

Zhang Fan couldn't help laughing, looked up at the dim moon in the sky, sighed before answering. "Maybe I used to hope that I could meet a good boss!"

Seeing that her cousin was pretending to be aggressive again, Zhang Zhenzhen knocked him on the head. "Pretending to be old again, how old are you?"

Zhang Fan glared at Zhang Zhenzhen, this girl has become less and less concerned about herself in recent days, she even dared to hit him on the head at will.

Zhang Zhenzhen was not afraid of Zhang Fan's threat, covered her mouth and burped, then asked Zhang Fan: "Xiao Fan, shall we visit other garment factories tomorrow?"

Zhang Fan shook his head. "Forget it, it's about the same if you think about it, so don't waste time, go to the raw material market tomorrow and find a good quality raw material supplier."

"You get what you pay for." Zhang Zhenzhen reminded.

"We don't need to save money in this area. When the time comes, the clothes will be of good quality, good-looking styles, and affordable prices. They will definitely become popular soon."

"What about the profit? If you do this, the profit will be very small." Although this question can be understood as soon as one thinks about it, and her cousin knows it well, Zhang Zhenzhen still said it out.

"Set a small goal first, not to lose money, and when our brand awareness is established, the money will come automatically." Zhang Fan decided to pour poisonous chicken soup on Zhang Zhenzhen.

What he said made him feel that he had no confidence. The clothing industry was originally a labor-intensive low-profit industry, and he still had an almost unrealistic plan in his mind.

"Anyway, I don't expect to make money from this. It's just to complete the tasks of the system. I really want to see if being a conscientious entrepreneur will go bankrupt?"

Zhang Zhenzhen seemed to have a tacit understanding with Zhang Fan, and asked, "Will our clothes always be OEM?"

After visiting today, she still has a knot in her heart.

"What if the other party stops working for me one day?"

Zhang Zhenzhen still has the idea of ​​a small farmer in her mind, thinking that it is always unreliable to hand over the production of clothes to others.

She still doesn't know that in today's society Party A is the father, and there are as many clothing foundries as there are as many as you can afford.

Clothing is not a chip, without the latter's high technology, only hard-earned money.

Zhang Fan did not give Zhang Zhenzhen the importance of social division of labor as before, but stretched his hands vigorously, looking at the bustling crowd.

His blue Porsche is particularly conspicuous, and many passersby can't help but focus on it.

A sanitation lady pushed a two-wheeled cart and walked past it carefully, for fear of touching it.

Even though Zhang Fan is the owner of this luxury car now, he still can't help but curse.

"This shitty society has lost its fairness."

Zhang Fan thought about it in his head, looked at the dim moon in the sky again, and spoke slowly.

"I have a dream now. I want to go against the trend. Those high-end companies advertise how good their employees are treated all the time, but they will never mention how the employees of those companies that do OEM for them are treated. How bad."

"Finding Dafeng Garment Factory as an OEM is just a stopgap measure. When I...have money, we will open a garment factory by ourselves instead of OEM."

"Our garment factory may not be the largest at that time, but I must make the treatment of employees top-notch in the industry, and we can afford all six insurances and one housing fund."

"The factory building must be tall, with ventilation, air conditioning and fire protection, etc., and the health protection of employees must be well protected. My employees will not suffer from occupational diseases just because they have worked for me for several years."

"I just want to see if the company can survive in this country if everything is done according to the regulations."

As soon as Zhang Fan finished speaking, he saw Zhang Zhenzhen looking at him adoringly, with starry eyes.

"Xiao Fan, your speech just now is like Martin Luther King."

In the end, she was rewarded with a chestnut by Zhang Fan, who glared at her and said angrily, "Don't curse me!"

Zhu Lingyue looked at Zhang Fan who was fighting with Zhang Zhenzhen, and shook her head slightly.

"It seems that this rich young master has not experienced the beating in reality, so he still has such a beautiful dream."

But in her heart, she hoped that Zhang Fan's dream would come true, and that she would be able to work in his garment factory by then.

"With the friendship of the past few days, I can be a team leader no matter what."

Some passers-by heard Zhang Fan's speech and couldn't help shouting "Yes".

It's just that after seeing Zhang Fan and his party leave in the Porsche, they cursed again in their hearts.

"As expected of a capitalist's son, he speaks better than he sings."

Chapter 070 Was Saw by a Female Hooligan

If yesterday's air still had the humidity after the rain, then today it is only dry and hot.

Because of Zhang Youwei's phone call last night, Zhang Fan realized that his "a few days" were a bit long.

Although he can comfort himself in his heart: "Nine days can also be said to be a few days."

But Zhang Fan still arranged his schedule more tightly, and he had to give up his plan to take advantage of the trend to take a tour of Ningcheng.

After all, the parents at home are really worried that I and my cousin will be outside for a long time, and I, as a son, can't keep them awake at night.

After getting up early in the morning, Zhang Fan and his party drove to Yuhang, Hangzhou after a simple breakfast.

Most of the textile upstream industries in Zhejiang Province are located there.

Unlike the blind man fishing in Ningcheng, the purpose of Zhang Fan's trip is very clear.

It is to find Renfeng Textile Co., Ltd., a leading local textile company, and sign a contract.