70s: Hug the villain’s thick thighs

If the dyed cloth can be sold, it will definitely put less pressure on the factory in the future, but it can't be a scam.

So, it’s better to ask again.

Ji An'an felt that the factory director was quite down-to-earth. She had just taken a cursory glance. There were four floors of workers, but there were no more than ten workers in total. It was obviously very difficult. She smiled and said, "Don't worry, these cloths will be made by me." If you can use it, even if you can’t use it, you won’t give it back.”

Director Fan saw that she was successful, so he stopped talking.

Ji Anan asked again: "Director Fan, do you have this kind of fabric?"

She had just forgotten that bell bottoms are now in fashion.

There are not many people wearing them here in Beijing, but in Yangcheng it can be said that everyone wears a pair of bell bottoms.

She happened to be wearing a pair of straight jeans today.

Factory Director Fan took a look and said, "Yes! I just dyed it a few days ago. Someone originally ordered it, but I didn't expect that person never came to pick it up. If you want it, I'll give it to you at the cost price."

Ji An'an was overjoyed. She didn't expect that this factory was really a treasure.

Lu Lin felt a smile flash in his heart when he saw that she looked at the fabric as if it were money.

When Director Fan finished calculating the price, Ji Anan was even happier.

Almost eight hundred pieces of cloth were used, and less than three thousand were used.

After paying the money, Factory Director Fan felt a little more relaxed and said with a smile: "The truck in my factory is still there. Do you want to give it a ride?"

When Ji Anan heard this, he felt good about it and glanced at Lu Lin.

Lu Lin nodded, "Then I'll trouble Factory Director Fan."

When clearing out the goods, Director Fan found that there were still some defective fabrics, so he generously packaged them and gave them to her.

After the goods were loaded, Ji Anan said goodbye to Director Fan, "Director Fan, let's leave first. Thank you very much for today."

"What the hell, it's me who should thank you."

Ji Anan smiled and waved.

"Director, someone is looking for you..."

As soon as Ji Anan sat on the back seat of the bicycle, he saw the old security guard trotting over in a hurry.

"Who?" Director Fan asked.

"Just..." The old man glanced at Ji An'an and Lu Lin. Just as he hesitated, the people outside had already come in.

Seeing Director Fan, he sneered: "Director Fan, is it time to pay back the money you owe us?"

Director Fan's face suddenly became serious when he saw the person coming, "Scar, I told you before, you can ask for money. Just ask the person behind you to come. We will hand over the money with one hand and sign with the other."

The man named Scar has a long scar spanning from the right side of his face to the bridge of his nose. He has a bald head and a muscular body.

At first glance, he was someone not easy to mess with, not to mention that he was followed by three younger brothers, each holding a mace.

As soon as Ji Anan saw this posture, he guessed that the other party had bad intentions.

Not only did she guess it, Director Fan also knew it. He smiled sheepishly at Ji Anan and Lu Lin and said, "You guys go first, I have something to take care of."

Then he called the truck driver and asked him to deliver the goods.

Just as the driver was about to open the door, he was stopped by Scar's men.

Director Fan said angrily: "Scar, what do you mean?"

Scar stared at Factory Manager Fan fiercely, "What do you mean by me? This car is full of goods. Without money, the goods can't leave."

"They have already paid, and this product no longer belongs to our factory."

Scar repeated, "It's better if you've paid. Then give me the money and you can leave."