The guy laughed and said, "Big brother, have mercy! Can’t you let me eat a little meat? If I pay you fully based on the cost of materials, my people and I will be in trouble. How about this, I’ll keep the money and clean the walls of your factory and tidy up the electrical wires for you, okay?"
Han Dong kicked him: "That’s more like it, now get lost!"
The man left with a smile.
Han Dong looked up and saw Sun Chan watching him from not far away, so he quickly walked over with a smile.
Sun Chan smiled and said, "I made a few outfits, come take a look." She handed over the bag in her hand. But Han Dong didn’t take it, instead, he looked at Sun Chan seriously.
Sun Chan laughed and said, "What are you doing?"
"You’ve been crying? Who upset you?"
Sun Chan bit her lip. She had washed her face before going out, thinking she hid it well, but Han Dong still noticed.
Han Dong said, "Who bullied you? My big brother? Damn, what’s wrong with this guy, not treasuring such a good prospect? I’ll confront him!"
"Don’t go!" Sun Chan stopped him: "Your brother is in the army every day, how could he bully me? It’s my parents."
"Yes, I found my parents. Things didn’t go well."
Sun Chan and Han Dong went to the office, and she briefly explained the situation. In short, her sister refused to acknowledge her, her father was biased and unwilling to let her return home for now. She had to stay outside until the eldest brother agreed to let her come back.
Han Dong sneered: "This Yang Family, it seems that’s all they are. Old man Yang Xiong is such a powerful figure, my dad always praises him, but who could have thought that the sons he raised turned out , failing to even properly raise their children."
"I’m just venting to you, please don’t impulsively seek revenge for me, I won’t thank you for it."
"I understand! It’s hard for even the most impartial to judge family affairs; I won’t meddle. Besides, I don’t think there’s any need for you to care how they are. You love him, he’s your father, you need him, but ultimately he’s just a stranger! Remember, there’s no need to be sad for people who aren’t worth it. Let it be as if your father is dead." He said coldly. Thıs content belongs to 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⟡𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⟡𝓷𝓮𝓽
Sun Chan realized for the first time how cold Han Dong could be. He wasn’t at all like his usual carefree manner.
Han Dong was outwardly carefree, charming and affectionate, yet inwardly he was quite unfeeling.
Han Dong laughed and said, "Why are you looking at me like that? Do you think I’m handsome?"
Sun Chan shook her head with a smile: "Let’s not talk about that, let’s discuss my clothes." She took out the clothes. Han Dong’s eyes lit up right away, and he picked up the dress to examine it, then looked at the doll outfit.
This outfit has a very wide neckline, a loose design, paired with shorts of the same color reaching the knees. The fabric is very soft, it must feel comfortable on.
Han Dong said, "This doll outfit looks great. If you could add a circle of beads around the neckline and a bow underneath, it could be worn by adults. Make it larger, how about that?"
Sun Chan laughed and said, "Sure, but does it work without curves?"
"There are plenty of plump women and pregnant women who need clothes too. The dress with that tiny waist looks nice, but who can wear it? Northern women, and average-sized women are more numerous. I think we should focus on making those everyday wear clothes. A bit larger, also consider the hemline of this doll outfit, I find it a bit plain."
Sun Chan nodded: "Alright."
She thought the dress would be preferred, but who knew Han Dong fixated on the doll outfit.
Han Dong looked over the sketches Sun Chan made because she couldn’t draw, so the clothes came out a bit awkward.
Sun Chan needed to gesture and describe them to him.
Han Dong listened attentively and offered several suggestions: "This loose T-shirt, it’s best to make the colors more vibrant! The more vibrant the better, go to the street to pick out fabric colors, once I find them suitable, we’ll buy in bulk. I plan to produce three to five hundred pieces to start selling."
Sun Chan was stunned: "Why? Will it work?"
"Do you find it tacky?" Han Dong wrote in his notebook while looking up at Sun Chan.
Sun Chan, a bit embarrassed, nodded: "It is a bit..."
Han Dong laughed and gestured with his hands: "These oversized clothes are for middle-aged and elderly people. Not all old ladies just want single colors. Some like vibrant styles, haven’t you noticed the styles those old ladies on the street prefer?"
Sun Chan thought about Zhao Xiuxia and others in the village who liked wearing colorful clothes.
Her own taste couldn’t accept it, but they liked it, so design according to their preferences.
"I never thought you’d want to make clothing for middle-aged and elderly people."
"Right, our business is just starting, this has a lower chance of loss. At worst, we sell them at the morning market. Your fashion designs will be included but will be boutique items, with high prices due to the choice of good fabric, and therefore more risky, with limited quantities."
Sun Chan nodded: "Okay, I got it. When do we open?"
"We’re already hiring. The sewing machines are in place. Very soon. You all work hard too; I want the doll clothes and middle-aged T-shirts to be the main products, and design a few trench coats, like those in Hong Kong and Taiwan movies, you know? Very trendy." Han Dong chuckled and leaned back: "Young people like them. Anyway, I have money and connections, let’s get this business going!"
Sun Chan was originally in a bad mood because of Father Yang, but after chatting with Han Dong, she felt much better.
He was completely different when talking business, thinking quickly and clearly having planned previously, and having observed the market. Sun Chan greatly admired it.
They finished talking by noon, and Han Dong stopped Sun Chan when she was about to leave.
"Let’s forget it, I should go back to study." Sun Chan was a little nervous as the exams were less than a month away.
Han Dong said: "Even if busy, you must have time to eat. I’ve invited Yang Zhen."
"Don’t misunderstand, I have something to discuss with her." Han Dong smiled and wagged his finger: "It’s not about love."
Sun Chan regretted a bit: "That’s great. You really don’t want her?"
"I’m great too, yet you don’t accept me." Han Dong muttered softly.
Sun Chan curiously asked: "What did you say?"
"Nothing, I said we should eat eggplant stew for lunch, and a fish."
"No, in such hot weather, that’s too greasy. Let’s have cold noodles." Sun Chan said with a smile.