"Hello, I am Su Xiaofeng from Xijiang County’s Lihua Factory..." As soon as the call connected, Xiaofeng began her introduction.
"Hello, Miss Su," a pleasant male voice replied after Xiaofeng introduced herself, "I’m aware of who you are. Yifan had called me about your products and mentioned that they are quite good and that I should consider them. That said, do you have any samples? If so, it would be best if you could send us some. We’d like to review your products before placing an order."
Xiaofeng had not expected that the sound of her name would lead immediately to a request for samples, suggestive of a good relationship with Wu Yifan, "Of course, may I know how to address you?"
"I am Yang Zhenye," the man said straightforwardly, "the manager of Haicheng’s Mingzhu Mall. I was a university classmate of Yifan. He mentioned you helped him, so as a gesture of repayment, he wants to assist you. Since we are all classmates, I certainly can’t ignore his request. I surely trust Yifan’s character, but we still need to follow the process, so I’ll need you to send over the samples."
"Please give me the address. I’m thinking of coming in person." Haicheng is the fastest-growing city economically and also the most fashion-forward. She wanted to see Haicheng for herself, perhaps check out some computers or see if it’s possible to hire someone to design a cashier program for her.
If she could sort out the cashier system, opening a supermarket would be much easier.
After all, she had experience with shelf stocking and product display from her previous life. As for supply channels, asking Zhao Xi would definitely yield some information.
Zhenye was quite straightforward, leaving a phone number and address, "Whenever you set out, just give me a call upon your arrival, and I’ll come to pick you up."
He paused for a moment, "I haven’t seen Yifan for some time. I’ll ask if he’s free to come over. He has just recovered from a serious illness, having narrowly escaped death, so a visit might do him good."
Xiaofeng got the impression from his words that he wanted Wu Yifan to join her, "Yifan has only just recovered; it’s probably not wise for him to travel far."
"I’ll ask him and see how he feels," Zhenye didn’t push the issue further and simply confirmed the time with Xiaofeng before hanging up the phone.
"Xiaofeng," Keke returned from the workshop, "What should we name our dried radishes? Is this packaging alright? If this packaging works, I’ll confirm it with the manufacturer."
Xiaofeng glanced at the packaging, which used glass bottles. The external wrapping was very simple, only bearing the words "Lihua Factory Dried Radishes," quite ordinary.
"Change ’Dried Radishes’ to ’Meal-Complement Dried Radishes,’ make ’Meal-Complement’ stand out more, the words ’Dried Radishes’ can be smaller. Also, this wrapping paper shouldn’t be standard, it should give a three-dimensional feel when stuck on the bottle." Too plain packaging wouldn’t catch the eye of picky consumers nor highlight the product’s unique qualities.
"Ok, I’ll have them draft another design," Keke, as Xiaofeng’s assistant, had quite a few matters to handle.
"By the way, Keke, I need to go to Haicheng tomorrow. At three in the afternoon, could you notify Tie Bao or Manager Zhou to have a meeting here? I have something to tell them."
Keke looked hesitantly at Xiaofeng’s belly, "Xiaofeng, Haicheng is so far, are you sure you’re up to it?"
Xiaofeng really was pushing herself too hard by insisting on going to Haicheng.
"A large mall in Haicheng wants to stock our products, I naturally want to go in person. Ask Ershun to come see me; I have something to discuss with him." Xiaofeng wasn’t worried about the long trip. With Xiaoqi with her, her body wouldn’t pose a problem, which is why she felt reassured to travel far.
"Sister-in-law, you’re going to Haicheng?" Wu Ershun was stunned, taking a while to respond, "You’re not thinking of having me accompany you, are you?"
Haicheng was too far, and going there in his own truck was out of the question; taking the train would be necessary.
"No, the client your brother introduced to me is his classmate, and he suggested your brother might also want to visit. When you go back, ask your brother if he wants to go. Of course, his health comes first; he shouldn’t make the trip just for my sake." If Wu Yifan could accompany her, securing the deal would be guaranteed.
Of course, even if the other party decided not to cooperate, she would find a way to make them interested.
"Alright, I’ll ask my brother. But I’m sure my family won’t let him travel far," Wu Ershun felt certain that his family would not permit his brother to travel far.
Xiaofeng smiled. Whether Yifan could attend didn’t really matter; she was very grateful that the other party was willing to introduce her to clients.
"Yifan, are you going to Haicheng?" Zhang Jiaojiao was startled by her eldest son’s words, "You’ve just recovered, I don’t agree."
Grandma Gao Dahua also disagreed, "Yifan, Haicheng is far away. If you really want to go, can we wait a while longer? What will we do if something happens to you on the road?"
Yifan had just recovered; he couldn’t withstand the jostling of travel. If there was a relapse on the road, or something else happened, what would they do?
"Mom, Grandma." Wu Yifan sat on the sofa, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth, his upturned lips making his face seem friendlier and a bit less pale, "I want to go to the big hospital in Haicheng for a follow-up, just to make sure this illness is really over. If you’re worried about me going alone, let Ershun come with me."
"Letting Ershun accompany you makes us even more worried. He can’t even sort himself out, let alone take care of you." Zhang Jiaojiao truly had no confidence in her younger son.
"Mom." Wu Ershun was a bit unhappy, "I’ve grown up now, haven’t I? How could I not take care of my older brother? Besides, what my brother said is right. We indeed need to go to a big hospital for a follow-up, so we can all be more at ease. Don’t worry, I will definitely take good care of my brother." Wu Ershun, hearing that he could also go, was overjoyed.
By doing this, could he possibly go on a business trip with his sister-in-law?
"I’m still not at ease." Zhang Jiaojiao was still worried, "Ershun, you stay at home. I’ll accompany Yifan."
As soon as Wu Ershun heard that Zhang Jiaojiao wanted to go, he naturally disagreed, "Mom, what are you worried about with me going? I’ve already grown up. Besides, am I supposed to stay here forever? I’d like to go out and see the world too."
"Right, I can introduce a few friends to Ershun, see if there are any suitable jobs for him there. If he wants to stay there, he can." Wu Yifan spoke softly, his tone steady and mature, giving off a reliable impression.
With the eldest speaking , Zhang Jiaojiao of course couldn’t say much. If she kept going, what if the eldest got angry, "Having Ershun accompany him is not out of the question; let’s ask your dad when he comes back, see what he thinks."
"Don’t worry. I’m just going for a check-up and to meet a classmate; what could happen? I’ll be taking the medicine Grandmaster Liu prescribed along the way," Wu Yifan apparently didn’t want to consult his father.
"Ah, everyone’s at home." Luo Yuzhu arrived at the door with Lin Jing, carrying some gifts, "Grandma Wu, Mrs. Wu, we heard that Yifan’s illness has much improved, and he can go out now. We specially came to see how Yifan is doing..."
Saying this, she placed the gifts on the table.
Lin Jing had greeted Grandma Wu and Zhang Jiaojiao then stood next to Luo Yuzhu, silent, poised and proper.
"It’s Yuzhu, ah." Grandma Wu felt quite good about Luo Yuzhu. Although she married into the Lin Family later, over the years she had proven to be sensible and understanding, "It’s just that the illness has barely gotten better and he’s already making a fuss about going to Haicheng. Haicheng is so far, how can we be at ease?"
Though Gao Dahua was worried at heart, her eldest grandson’s recovery was indeed a joyous and boast-worthy occurrence.
"Going to Haicheng eh? It’s quite a distance," Luo Yuzhu smiled as she glanced at Wu Yifan. Although his complexion was still somewhat poor and his physique somewhat eerie, especially his thin hands and feet, resembling a skeleton, being alive was in itself a cause for happiness.
"Indeed," Zhang Jiaojiao echoed, "But he’s been cooped up at home for so long, going out to clear his mind might be good, let Ershun accompany his brother for a walk."
"What can I say, having a brother or sister is indeed great, there’s always someone to lean on no matter where you are." Luo Yuzhu was quite envious; some people just have good fortune, not only having two sons, but both sons turning out so well.
"Indeed," Grandma Wu was delighted hearing this; her proudest achievement now was that her grandsons had grown into adults.
She had previously worried about her eldest granddaughter’s health, but now her eldest grandson’s health was improving day by day; what could be more joyous than this?
"Unlike me, I just don’t have Mrs. Wu’s luck," Luo Yuzhu truly envied her; if she could have borne a son for Lin Jianguo, her mother-in-law might not look down on her as much as she does now.