Chapter 121 The 121st Day of Not Running Away The first day of not running away...

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After breakfast, Chen Bozheng washed Wen Chan's clothes and then asked her what she planned to do that day.

Wen Chan thought for a moment, "Let's go check on the garment factory. I already visited your construction site yesterday, so I won't go today."

Chen Bozheng nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take you there and then to the construction site."

Hua Lingfeng, Wang Jianquan, and others were already at the construction site, chatting and joking around. Hua Lingfeng, in particular, was boasting about how many clients he had secured yesterday.

Upon seeing Chen Bozheng arrive, Hua Lingfeng immediately said to Chen Bozheng, "Brother Zheng, my brother-in-law doesn't believe I closed ten deals yesterday. Can you tell him if that's true?"

Chen Bo, with a smile, joked, "Yesterday we talked to more than twenty, not just ten. But the credit doesn't all go to you; Brother Wang got a share too."

Wang Quan was taken aback, then pointed at himself: "Is this related to me?"

Chen Bozheng said, "Yes, if you hadn't brought Lin Dayong and the others here, we wouldn't have had such a good opportunity. I think with the remaining thirty-odd apartments, if we work a little harder, we can sell them all very soon."

"Now that you put it that way, I'll take credit without hesitation."

Wang Jianquan grabbed Hua Lingfeng by the neck and said, "Xiao Hua, you're treating tonight. Invite Lin Dayong and Lin Xin over, okay?"

"I'll treat you to the meal for your contribution. You're really stingy, brother-in-law."

Hua Lingfeng laughed while cursing.

The two chatted and laughed for a while. Since it was still early and there weren't many people looking at the house at this time, Chen Bozheng gave Hua Lingfeng a look and led him outside.

"Brother Chen, what's up?" Hua Lingfeng asked curiously, offering Chen Bozheng a cigarette.

Chen Bo pushed away his cigarette. "Your sister-in-law is back, I don't smoke. There's something I need your help to find out."

"Just tell me what's wrong, no need to be so polite," Hua Lingfeng said righteously.

Chen Bozheng took out a piece of paper and handed it to Hua Lingfeng: "I have a relative I haven't seen for many years who came to claim kinship. He said he came back from Thailand. He used to live in Taiwan. His name is Chen Shuangping. He is 56 years old this year. He came back to China with his granddaughter. Can you help me find out where he lives and what his identity is?"

Hua Lingfeng took the paper and glanced at it; the information on it was written very clearly.

It would be a bit difficult to investigate other people, but it's much easier to investigate overseas Chinese. "No problem, you suspect it's an imposter?"

Chen Bo frowned, thought for a moment, and shook his head: "It's hard to say. There are photos of the family reunion. My grandfather also mentioned when he was alive that a little brother of his had gone missing and there was no news of him. We don't know where he went. But this return was too sudden, and I'm not sure what to do."

Hua Lingfeng said, "That's true. It's too frivolous to recognize someone based on just one photo. However, if it's someone from Taiwan, it's understandable that there's been no news for many years."

Taiwan is very wary of the mainland, making communication extremely difficult.

If they want to know what their relatives are doing here, it's only in recent years that things have loosened up a bit, and they've been allowed to write to each other.

"In short, please find out about this matter quietly, and I will reimburse you for whatever it costs."

Chen Bozheng said, "If they really are relatives, that would be a good thing."

Hua Lingfeng readily agreed. In the morning, when the monk came to help, he told Wang Jianquan and ran out. Before leaving, he gave Chen Bozheng a look, clearly indicating that he was going to do something for him.

Wang Jianquan saw this and nudged Chen Bozheng, "Where did Xiaohua go out to do?"

Chen Bozheng laughed and said, "Your brother-in-law is so caring, almost like your own parents. Don't worry, he's not going to do anything bad."

Wang Jianquan: "I know, otherwise I wouldn't have let him go out. The monk said you have some kind of grandfather who returned to China, is that what it is?"

He opened a bottle of Coke and watched Chen Bozheng while drinking it.

Chen Bozheng wasn't surprised that Wang Jianquan could guess it. Wang Jianquan was honest and followed the rules in business, but he wasn't stupid. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to work in the army for so many years and then transfer to a large state-owned enterprise as a junior leader after his demobilization.

"Well, this is a bit sudden, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw the monk enter.

The monk looked at him and said, "Brother Zheng, Mr. Chen and his granddaughter have arrived."

Chen Bozheng looked surprised.

"This factory has gotten much bigger; it must have a hundred people now, right?"

Wen Chan looked around the factory. Liu Yan was very meticulous. Garment factories are usually messy and cluttered with all sorts of things, but this garment factory was clean and tidy. Although the place hadn't been renovated much, it looked very comfortable.

Liu Yan showed Wen Chan around and said with a smile, "There are a hundred sewing workers, seven pattern makers, ten general laborers, and several designers."

“Let’s go check on the designers first,” Lan Linglong suggested, holding a notebook in her hand. “The designers just finished designing the next season’s styles a few days ago, and they should all be on the models today.”

"Let's go take a look," Wen Chan said, asking about the situation with Boss Liu and his wife as they walked.

When she was abroad, Mr. and Mrs. Ye even called to express their condolences.

Liu Yan said, "Boss Ye and Sister Zhao are currently making children's clothing. They haven't officially started selling it yet, but they have a dedicated factory. Judging from their efforts, I guess they'll wait until the winter clothes are ready to go!"

Winter clothing can be more profitable than summer clothing.

Especially children's clothing. During the Lunar New Year, no matter how frugal a family is on ordinary days, they will still save money to buy their children a set of clothes for the New Year.

"Sister Liu."

Upon entering the design studio, several designers were engrossed in drawing. Hearing the noise, they looked up, greeted each other, and then looked at Wen Chan with curiosity in their eyes.

One of the female designers said, "Sister Liu, is this the model for our winter clothes this year? She's prettier than the previous ones."

Wen Chan couldn't help but chuckle, and looked at Liu Yan with a smile, "Are all your employees this good at talking?"

Liu Yan smiled and said, "They are telling the truth. Designer Yu, Designer Zhou, Designer Hu, please put down your work for a moment. This is my friend, Ms. Wen, who is also another shareholder of our factory."

Yu Yunxin and the others quickly greeted them.

Wen Chan nodded to them.

Liu Yan led her to the mannequins. "These ten styles are the jeans we plan to release this winter. Could you take a look and tell me how you would like to modify them?"

Yu Yunxin and the others exchanged glances, all somewhat surprised.

Liu Yan was known in the factory for her decisive and efficient work style and her ability to take charge. Many of the designs she and her colleagues had produced were rejected.

If it were anyone else, Yu Yunxin and the other designers would be somewhat unconvinced, after all, you're just the boss, what do you know about design?

But Liu Yan is truly exceptional. She entered the clothing industry early and knows exactly what styles are trending, what quality is good, and what materials are cheap. What she says is good may not sell well, and what she says is bad will definitely not sell.