Chapter 122： you are still a little girl

Chapter 122 You are still a little girl

Hearing what Wu Yue said, Sun Hongjun only let go of his frowning brows. Thinking about it carefully, it was really what Wu Yue said.

"How did you discover this? I really didn't notice it before."

This is a survey she saw on the Internet when she was in modern times. Of course, she would not tell Sun Hongjun the truth.

Wu Yue said casually, "When you're fine, listen to what the aunts in the courtyard say when chatting. Don't underestimate their ability to gossip. It's the best channel for publicity." At least when the Internet is not yet developed. When it is time, it is like this.

The corners of Sun Hongjun's mouth curved slightly, and he joked to Wu Yue, "I didn't realize that you still have this hobby."

Having known Wu Yue for so long, I rarely see her gossip about things other than business. Sun Hongjun himself is not a talkative person. Sometimes he wants to talk to Wu Yue, but he doesn't know what to say.

"Which woman has no potential for gossip."

Sun Hongjun corrected, "You are still a little girl."

The two chatted for a while, and then went to the workshop. The workshop has more than 100 square meters, and there is only one sewing machine, which looks very empty. Zhao Yang is discussing something with the master.

"I ordered 30 sewing machines first, and they can be brought back in two days. The factory's recruitment advertisement has been printed and I plan to post it tomorrow. Some cutting equipment has also been ordered." Sun Hongjun's voice was flat, and Wu Yue talked about the current progress of the factory.

"I don't know much about these aspects, just make up your own mind." For those who are not familiar with her, naturally she won't slap her swollen face to pretend to be fat.

Besides, after this period of contact, Wu Yue is obvious to all of Sun Hongjun and Zhao Yang's business and management skills.

"Yes." Sun Hongjun nodded, "You should be familiar with fabrics. I'm going to look at fabrics tomorrow. Do you have time?"

What kind of material is comfortable to wear next to the body? She really needs to know a little bit about this.

Wu Yue didn't shirk, "Okay, then I'll trouble you to pick me up tomorrow."

"You guys are really having a good chat!" Before Sun Hongjun had time to speak, Zhao Yang interjected, "Let me, a living person, be left alone."

"How is the sample?" Wu Yue walked up to Zhao Yang, picked up the sample that had just been made, and looked at it for a while.

"It's the first time I'm doing this, and the master is not very comfortable." Zhao Yang said: "The underwear is small, but the workmanship is complicated. It may take a while for the workers to get used to it."

Wu Yue thought for a while, "Then do it in the form of an assembly line, so that the output is high, and even if the technology is not very good, it can be done."

Zhao Yang and Sun Hongjun glanced at each other, and a gleam of light flashed in their eyes at the same time.

Before Zhao Yang could speak this time, Sun Hongjun had already spoken first, "With you as a military advisor behind him, he won't have to use his brain anymore."

Zhao Yang didn't feel it at all, and he didn't feel ashamed to ask what was wrong, "The key is that this military division is easy to use!" There are endless ways, one after another.

Wu Yue smiled and did not speak. She has lived in modern times for more than ten years. As the saying goes, if you have never eaten pork, you have seen pork knuckles!

When Sun Hongjun sent Wu Yue back, as usual, Wu Yue got off the car outside the compound.

Entering the compound, she saw Gu Cheng's eye-catching military vehicle.

Wu Yue was slightly taken aback, Gu Cheng is here? She walked to the front of the car and peeked through the glass to make sure that Gu Cheng was not in the car, so she turned and went upstairs.

(end of this chapter)