Qin Yun didn’t know what to feel; a classmate in his own class turned out to be the daughter of the richest person in Qingwu County.
Qingwu County wasn’t a big place, but almost everyone knew the name of the richest person. People from Qin Family Village would sometimes mention going to work at Hengjun Machinery Factory.
Of course, this was just Qin Yun’s guess, not necessarily true.
However, even if Xiao Lan and Xiao Hengjun were not father and daughter, there must be some other connection.
After eating and drinking their fill, Qin Yun stayed at the shop for a while, then greeted Xiao Lan, ready to leave.
"Xiao Lan, I’m leaving too." Zhang Xiaoya, seeing Qin Yun leaving, felt uncomfortable staying there alone and stood up to take her leave.
Watching her daughter see them off, Wen Yun glanced at her sister, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Ya, Qin Yun seems to have a good relationship with Lanlan. What’s his family background?"
Her own daughter was also eighteen years old, a time when emotions could easily make one impulsive, so she naturally had some caution towards the male classmates around her daughter.
"Sis, Qin Yun’s family runs a clothing store, and they’ve also opened a shoe shop," Wen Ya said with a smile.
"What about the size of their stores?"
Upon hearing this, Wen Yun was a bit surprised.
"Both are about forty square meters, I think, and they’re probably rented," Wen Ya thought for a moment and replied.
Hearing this, Wen Yun shook her head, thinking that Qin Yun’s family conditions didn’t seem too great.
After a slight pause, Wen Yun asked again, "How is Qin Yun’s relationship with Lanlan?"
"Just so-so, I think," Wen Ya recalled for a moment and said.
"Just so-so?" Wen Yun clearly showed some disbelief.
If the relationship was just so-so, would her daughter have invited Qin Yun over?
Out of all the classmates, Xiao Lan only invited two people to come over.
Understanding Wen Yun’s concerns, Wen Ya laughed and said, "Sis, I think it’s related to Qin Yun’s clothing store."
She talked about how Qin Yun’s two clothing stores and shoe shop were booming and profitable.
"It might be that Lanlan is a bit curious about Qin Yun because of this."
From being poor and doing part-time work to suddenly starting stores and having booming business, it’s normal for Xiao Lan to feel curious.
"Opening a store?"
Wen Yun wasn’t particularly impressed by the profits of Qin Yun’s clothing store, tens of thousands a month wasn’t all that great in her opinion.
Besides, many clothing stores and shoe stores have their booming periods, but most of them just boom for a while and then gradually quiet down. She’s seen too many of such things.
Moreover, who knows if the customers are real or hired with money? Sometimes the booming facade of a store hides the fact that it’s running at a loss every month.
However, hearing these words, Wen Yun suddenly had a serious look in her eyes: "Could it be that Lanlan suddenly wanted to open a store because of Qin Yun?"
Just a while ago, the otherwise idle Xiao Lan suddenly asked her to borrow money to open a store, and she thought her daughter wanted to try her hand at business. Now it seems she might have been influenced by Qin Yun.
"That, I’m not very sure about." Wen Ya shrugged, indicating she also wasn’t clear about her niece’s thoughts.
After a few seconds of silence, Wen Yun suddenly said, "No, I need to have a good talk with Lanlan. She’s still young, hasn’t met many people, and it’s easy to be deceived. She absolutely mustn’t date now; at least wait until she spends a couple of years in university."
Seeing Wen Yun’s manner, Wen Ya wanted to say something, but in the end said nothing.
...
Unaware of the conversation between Wen Yun and her sister, Qin Yun subsequently focused almost all his thoughts on the clothing factory.
Every day, the progress of the clothing was moving forward, and different styles of clothing were gradually accumulating.
Time passed, while Zhou Xinya and Tang Xiaoxiao chatted on WeChat every day.
"Xinya, how’s everything on your end?" Tang Xiaoxiao asked.
Zhou Xinya replied, "The factory is making clothes right now. Ten styles of clothes I designed have been selected, and a small batch has already been produced. How about you over there?"
Tang Xiaoxiao exclaimed, "Wow, so fast!"
Hearing Zhou Xinya’s words, Tang Xiaoxiao clearly felt a bit envious. Who wouldn’t want their designed clothes to be appreciated, produced, and sold in stores?
But this envy was only a sliver; she didn’t mind too much.
Many small factories operate like this, taking designer sketches and directly producing them.
"I envy you. I’m currently working as a fashion assistant, learning from a designer in the Red Mangrove Design Department. In two months, I can be converted to a formal position. Who knows how long it’ll take for my designs to be appreciated?"
Tang Xiaoxiao said, "But after becoming a full-time employee, my salary will increase to 3,000 RMB."
Right now, her salary was really low; she was both an assistant and an intern, barely making 2,000 RMB.
"Xinya, I have to tell you, there was a design assistant in our design department who became a real designer in just a year, with a salary directly reaching seven thousand a month."
She spoke mysteriously.
"That high?" Zhou Xinya exclaimed upon hearing that.
Actually, in a large apparel factory, the entry-level for designers is as a design assistant, with a salary of around three thousand or below.
Above that is a real designer, with salaries generally over 6000, a significant jump. Above that, the main designer, with salaries typically over ten thousand, plus other higher positions with even higher pay.
"Hehe, I’m currently an intern, but within a year, uh, at most a year and a half, I must become a real designer in our company’s design department."
Full of anticipation, she said, "Xinya, you should try to get into those big factories as well. As long as you perform well, your salary can surely rise quickly."
"No need for now."
Zhou Xinya replied with a smile, "My current job is fine, and I’m learning a lot as well."
She was new and knew a lot of theory, but putting it into practice was a bit challenging, though Qin Xuan saw her potential and specifically had Lin Xiaoyu guide her more often.
The company environment was nice too, and there was no overtime every day. She was quite satisfied with her current job.
"So silly, sticking to a small factory like this?"
Tang Xiaoxiao shook her head helplessly; in her view, Zhou Xinya seemed to lack ambition. Yes, small factory wages are a bit higher, but that’s because they can’t find truly excellent designers. However, this is mostly a starting point and likely also the endpoint. It’s very hard to get a wage increase.
"When I make it to a real designer in the Red Mangrove Design Department, I’ll bring you in." She looked at Zhou Xinya and said boldly.
"Alright."
Hearing this, Zhou Xinya chuckled, "Then I’ll be Sister Xiaoxiao’s assistant, serving tea, pouring water, being a little maid."
She joked.
...
Time quickly flew to the end of July.
By the 31st, all twenty styles, a hundred pieces each with different colors and sizes, totaling two thousand pieces, were finally all produced.
(Thanks to Ban Sheng Liang Liang Liang Dao Shang for the 833 reward, and thanks to all writers with fragile hearts for the 100 reward. Thank you.)