Chapter 947 Earning income and foreign exchange, fashion localization

  Yang Luoyan said straightforwardly: "Mr. Song, that's the reason. But you don't know, all his foreign exchange was earned by other women for him. Naturally, I want to fight!"

  Song Chunhong's face turned serious when he heard the words, and he said seriously: "That's a fight, I support you, Mr. Yang."

  Wu Yuan took a look, this is a fart.

   In a blink of an eye, the two of them were still on the same front and began to speak out in unison.

  Clap your hands immediately, turn around and leave.

  Song Chunhong pointed at his back, and said to Yang Luoyan, "Mr. Yang, are you not angry?"

  Yang Luoyan didn't answer but instead asked: "Why don't you comfort me for me?"

  The two women have been tinkering all morning, tinkering with a potluck meal.

  Wu Yuan is not a picky eater.

   It made Wang Feng feel ashamed enough, pointed at his daughter Song Chunhong and said, "No wonder you can't get married, you've been busy all morning, and you've been cooking so many dishes with Xiao Jiang's mother?"

  Song Chunhong was speechless.

  Even if it was to cooperate with the old lady and say polite words, she had to endure being buried.

  Wu Yuan smiled and said: "Ma'am, our family has enough food, so we don't need to be so extravagant."

  Yang Luoyan also echoed: "That's right, ma'am. Besides, we, Mr. Song, should be called Principal Song now. Who says we can't get married? Those who are queuing up now may have to go to Erganqu."

  Erganquzi is probably ten miles away from Erdaogengzi.

  Yang Luoyan said this to emphasize that Song Chunhong is ready to be chased.

  It’s just to save face for the godmother of the child.

  After hearing this, Wang Feng didn't say any more, and let Wu Yuan take the seat.

  How could Wu Yuan take the seat today, and immediately said: "Ma'am, you and Teacher Song are the biggest ones today, and you two are the chief seats."

  When Wang Feng heard this, he waved his hands again and again: "Let's not talk about that."

   "How can you not talk about it?" Yang Luoyan pulled Wang Feng to sit down and said: "Today, the best relationship is the biggest. You must sit here, Teacher Song must sit here."

  In an instant, the mother and daughter were clearly in their own home, but they had a weird feeling of being guests.

  For this to be the case, the couple soon turned their backs on customers.

  Wang Feng took care of picking up vegetables and feeding the two children.

  Song Chunhong frequently brought food to Wu Yuan and his wife.

  Wu Yuan never refuses anyone who comes.

  There is nothing more comforting to the host than to eat hard.

  Yang Luoyan is not the case. She can't eat anything, so she turns around and puts it in her husband's bowl.

   So that Wu Yuan ate faster and faster, otherwise the bowl would not fit.

  After lunch.

  Wang Feng was picking up the presents brought by the couple, and wanted to return half of what was received above, following the inexplicable etiquette.

   But Wu Yuan firmly stopped him.

   "Auntie, it's getting colder when we go forward, these fish meat can be stored after a little treatment."

   "You two, hurry up and eat. When the winter solstice and Chinese New Year arrive, the two children will have to be delivered to you."

  When Wang Feng heard this, he suddenly felt pressured: "Dad Xiaojiang, don't give away so much next time. You can't finish it, you really can't finish it!"

  Wu Yuan smiled and said, "Ask the two children if they agree?"

   watched the Bentley Mulsanne leave.

  If it were someone else, receiving so many gifts, I couldn't tell how happy I was.

   Switching to the head of Wang Feng, who is ascetic and ascetic, he only feels worried when he looks at it.

  The chickens and ducks tied to their legs can be fed with some grain, and they can be raised for a longer period of time.

   These two **** fish must be dealt with immediately, chop it up, and share some with the neighbors in the team and the family.

  As for the front leg of the pig, it can only be boiled in a pot, sprinkled with salt, and marinated...

   More importantly, Wang Feng has not waited to start working.

  Seeing her daughter Song Chunhong rolling out the tattered Type 26 Kun car, she said, "Mom, I'm going to school."

  Wang Feng took a look: "Here, I'm still pointing at you for help."

   As soon as the voice fell, a younger daughter-in-law held melon seeds in her hand, smiled and said: "Sister-in-law, if you need help with anything, just say it."

  Song Chunhong called the third aunt in front of the visitor, then got into the car and drifted away.

  Leaving Wang Feng to face Liu Cuiling, the younger brother and sister of the third eldest family, said: "Cui Ling, you came at a good time, please help."

  Wang Feng could tell.

  Since the marriage with the Wu family, the second and third family members have come over more frequently.

  This is also human nature.

  Wang Feng does not reject it, after all, it is from the same family, and it is also the same production team.

  Besides, she was going to divide the two **** fish and send some away.

   In this way, she doesn't need to deliver it in person.

   After helping, just ask them to take it away.

   At the same time, Wu's small building.

   As soon as the two children got home, they went for a walk with the cat to tease the dog.

  Liu Hui couldn't even intervene, so she could only go upstairs to take a nap.

  Wu Yuan was a bit full at Song's house, and couldn't lie down or sit up.

   Simply stay at home to digest food, not going anywhere.

  Yang Luoyan carefully served him the prepared tea, and even offered him to lie down and rubbed his stomach.

   This sudden tenderness made Wu Yuan's hair stand on end.

  Especially at the moment when he just came back from Mr. Song's house.

   "Daughter-in-law, if you have anything to do, just say it. In broad daylight, let's not make a move."

  Yang Luoyan kept rubbing her husband's belly with her slender hands, rubbing her husband's belly back and forth, and almost derailed him a few times.

   Wu Yuan, who was kneading, was startled.

   "I was at Teacher Song's house just now, didn't I agree? Didn't I forget it so soon?"

  Wu Yuan tried his best to think back, and after much deliberation, there was only one thing.

   "Daughter-in-law, you mean, the export of Furongyi Lane to earn foreign exchange?"

  Seeing his daughter-in-law nodding wildly, Wu Yuan heaved a sigh of relief, finally guessing right.

   "This matter requires you to change your mind."

  Wu Yuan lay down with peace of mind, enjoying the tenderness of his wife and said: "Furongyixiang can go out of the door so quickly and enter the Southeast Asian market with its own products. It is a big progress that I didn't expect. This is worthy of recognition!"

   "But having said that, it is not so easy for the Furongyixiang brand to gain a firm foothold internationally."

  “Because fashion, especially women’s clothing brands, is a subjective product that softens fashion and culture. Public relations clothing that is popular in the domestic market may be common clothes in Southeast Asia.”

   Speaking of this, most of Yang Luoyan's enthusiasm for making clothes was directly extinguished.

   Furongyi Lane itself has sprung up suddenly in the mainland, and its main focus is a fashion trend.

   As a result, this fashion trend may be commonplace in foreign countries.

  It is no wonder that the export of clothing has always been maintained at a low scale, and it is difficult to open up the situation.

   "So back to the topic of earning foreign exchange. With the current production scale of Furongyi Lane, it is not easy to increase foreign exchange earning? Just like Mandifei, we are looking for OEM for imported brands."

   "Of course, this kind of OEM is based on the supply of the mainland market and the production capacity."

   "This will not only generate foreign exchange and income, but also absorb foreign fashion elements during the OEM process, and then localize them for use in subsequent fashion items in Furongyi Lane."

  (end of this chapter)