Rebirth in the 80s: From street stalls to the spotlight of domestic products

Wang Muzhi walked around the department store.

He saw someone selling bright red fabric, which felt good to the touch. Thinking that this color was inevitable when getting married, he bought a lot of it.

"Comrade, we also have professional tailors here who can make all kinds of styles. Do you want to try it?"

Faced with the clerk's inquiry, Wang Muzhi smiled and shook his head.

In my previous life, I had seen many styles of four-piece bed suits, and they were all quite beautiful.

I remember that my mother was very clever with her hands, maybe this was another new business opportunity.

"Muzhi, you're here."

A crisp voice sounded, and Qin Hong appeared behind him.

"Sister Qin, you were not here when I went to the office just now."

"I just went to check the accounts. Let's go up and chat."

Qin Hong glanced at the red cloth in Wang Muzhi's hand and joked: "Hey, whose little girl is this for?"

"My wife, I will get married in a few days. Sister Qin must come for a wedding drink then."

"Congratulations, I will give you a big red envelope when the time comes."

Arriving at the office, Qin Hong took out a notebook and handed it to Wang Muzhi.

"Muzhi, take a look, these are the customer opinions I specially collected for your product. I think there are a few that are very constructive."

"Just like this, although the quality of your product and the design of the bamboo tube are quite good, unfortunately there will still be leakage when used. Sometimes it is easy to spill everything in the pocket when the weather is hot."

"There is also this one. There is no independent and beautiful outer packaging. Although the goods are good, they cannot be given away, which is a bit regretful."

Now Wang Muzhi's lip balm and lipstick can bring considerable and stable customer flow and economy to their department store. Qin Hong is very interested in this. Wang Muzhi also copied it and planned to take it back to find a solution.

After chatting for a while, Wang Muzhi said goodbye and went home.

It was already sunset when we got home, and the whole family was waiting in the yard.

"came back!"

Wang Hongying has sharp eyes.

Wang Jiefang and Ye Lanfang also stood up and looked over. Ye Lanfang quickly walked a few steps and rushed forward. Seeing that his son was fine and grinning non-stop, Wang Jiefang also said happily: "Is everything okay?"

"Don't worry, Mom and Dad, it's okay."

"Then why did they arrest you?"

Ye Lanfang fought for her son and was investigated by the commune without incident. Now everyone in the village is talking about it.

"Misunderstanding, I saved someone by doing good deeds and they came over to thank me. I have told you about this before."

"I know, I went with him." Wang Hongying jumped to her feet and raised her hands.

"Yes, that's the man."

Seeing that his parents were still a little doubtful, Wang Muzhi took out two certificates with his backhand.

"Look, parents, this is a certificate issued by the government, and it contains gifts from people to thank me. You don't think I dare to fake even this, do you?"

"I'm sorry you don't have the courage, otherwise I'll break your legs!"

Wang Jiefang was speechless, but he happily took it and looked at it with his hands.

"Damn it, go stick it on the wall. This kid is finally reliable for once."

Wang Muzhi didn't want to say too much on this matter, so as not to scare his parents and change the topic.

"Dad, how much did you sell for today?"

"We didn't sell less today. You didn't even see dad being scared at the time!"

Wang Hongying said with a smile, but Wang Jiefang frowned and said seriously: "Mu Zhi, I don't think we will do this business in the future?"