Three Hundred and Eighty Fifth Chapter Ideas
The latest website: Ma Xiangdong picked up the towel of Magpie Hongmei and said, "This is selling well. Many people use towels in return for wedding receptions."
Huo Jinzhi looked at Tang Xiaonan and asked intentionally, "Which color do you like?"
"It's not pretty."
Tang Xiaonan answered honestly, she didn't like any of them. In the past, when she bought towels in a certain treasure, there were dozens of fancy varieties, and her eyes were all over the place. Every one was so beautiful. These three varieties are really incomparable.
Ma Xiangdong touched his nose in embarrassment, "Isn't it good-looking? I look pretty good, and it feels good to use."
Huo Jinzhi rubbed the towel, the quality was really good, but the color and pattern were too rustic.
"The color pattern is too single. I saw other styles of towels in the mall, which were slightly better than these ones, and many people bought them."
In fact, Huo Jinzhi doesn't like those good towels sold in the mall. He always thinks they can be more beautiful, but he can't say how beautiful they should be. He just thinks there shouldn't be only a few tricks.
Ma Xiangdong patted his thigh hard as if enlightened, and said excitedly: "When I arrive in Yangcheng, I will go shopping in the mall and see what other people's towels look like."
He said angrily again: "I go to Yangcheng several times every year, why didn't I think of learning from others, I am too stupid, I am lucky to meet you today."
"Uncle Ma thought of it himself, what does it have to do with us." Huo Jinzhi said politely.
Ma Xiangdong laughed, feeling very useful, and took a higher look at Huo Jinzhi. Ma Xiangdong was very polite along the way, and he paid for all the meals, because he was reimbursed at public expense, and he didn't eat for nothing.
"As long as I can bring the factory back to life, let alone these few meals, I should treat you to eat sea cucumber and abalone."
"As long as there are more varieties of products, the business will definitely boom. I'm waiting for Uncle Ma to invite us to eat sea cucumber and abalone." Huo Jinzhi smiled.
"Haha, let me borrow your good words!"
Ma Xiangdong laughed happily, and he had a lot of confidence in the future. His parents are both old employees of the factory. They lived in the towel factory since they were young. They have a deep affection for the factory and naturally sincerely hope that the factory will get better.
Finally arrived at Yangcheng Station the next afternoon, Tang Xiaonan fell into a drowsy sleep,
I don't feel comfortable on my body either. The current trains don't have air-conditioning, and it gets hotter as I go south, making my body sticky.
"Go to the guest house first, go to the one I usually live in, have you issued a certificate?"
Ma Xiangdong was familiar with the road and took them to the bus after leaving the station. Tang Laijin showed him the certificate.
"My wife is from Yuecheng, far away from you, and my mother-in-law is from Dalin Township."
"It's quite far away, seventy or eighty miles. Next time, Ma Ge comes to Yuecheng, and I'll treat you to dinner." Tang Laijin was a little embarrassed. He had to go back to invite him because he had to eat others all the way.
Ma Xiangdong smiled, "Okay."
But everyone knew that this was just a word of mouth, and it was impossible for Ma Xiangdong to go to Tang Laijin for a meal.
The hostel Ma Xiangdong went to was not bad, and there were several rooms. He lived in the best one, two yuan a night, Tang Laijin asked for a big room with three beds, one yuan a night.
Ma Xiangdong was not asked to pay the rent. Tang Laijin insisted on paying for it himself.
The dinner was also Tang Laijin's treat, and the money came from Huo Jinzhi. He gave Tang Lai the money. Yangcheng is also a gourmet city. Tang Xiaonan's eyes were blurred, but Ma Xiangdong was very good, and took them to a good and cheap restaurant. The table dishes only cost six or seven yuan, which did not cost Tang Laijin.