What do you an by that?
Li Tingyan didn’t give Nianyang ti to ask, because he had to leave in a hurry.
Nianyang watched Li Tingyan leave, put the mobile phone into her bag, and went to find Luo Song to sign the contract.
Luo Song saw Nianyang coming over and imdiately handed the prepared contract to Nianyang for review,
"Take a look, girl, everything is done according to your instructions. Point out anything that’s wrong."
Nianyang quickly scanned through it, took the pen from the table, and signed her na. The contract was made in duplicate, one for her and one for Luo Song.
"Uncle Luo, these are the designs I’ve drawn for the season’s clothing. Have the workers make them according to the fabrics I’ve specified."
Luo Song glanced at the designs Nianyang brought and his eyes lit up. Each piece was more stunning than the last, even a rough man like him couldn’t help but take a few more glances; they would definitely sell well.
"Since the clothing factory is just starting, to quickly earn capital, we’ll begin with affordable pricing to appeal to the masses.
Once we have more capital and recognition, we’ll move to a high-end style, launch luxury suits, gowns, and wedding dresses..." Nianyang shared her plans for the future of the factory with Luo Song in detail.
Upon hearing Nianyang talk about registering high-end brands, hiring models for promotional shoots, participating in fashion shows...
Luo Song was completely amazed, feeling that Nianyang had a very broad perspective, things he didn’t dare to dream of.
Nianyang’s determination also gave Luo Song even more confidence, and he was grateful for partnering with her.
From now on, he’s going to hold onto Nianyang tightly!
"Oh, and the na of our clothing factory is too plain. If we want to grow, we need a na that’s high-end and impressive, sothing that sets us apart."
"You’re right, but I’m just a rough guy; I don’t know what nas are good. How about you co up with one, girl?"
Nianyang chuckled, "The clothes I design will have the designer’s initials as a logo on them. My pen na is Feng Hua, so let’s call the factory Feng Hua, aning ’peerless elegance!’"
Luo Song nodded imdiately upon hearing this, "Peerless elegance, that’s a great na! Our factory will be called that!"
Nianyang’s eyes sparkled, "Uncle Luo, my tasks are completed. The future developnt and finding partners for the factory will depend on you.
Once I head off to college after the New Year, I’ll send you the designs for each season, and you can call directly if you need anything. I’ll give you my phone number."
"Alright, no problem. I’ve been a businessman for over ten years, I’m not an idiot. You’ve organized the plans so well for . If I can’t succeed, then I’d really have no face to see you!"
"Then Uncle Luo, here’s to a successful collaboration!"
"Successful collaboration!"
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The author Zha Nan is scummy, writes without logic, doesn’t know much. If you think I write trash period novels, think I’m clueless and writing nonsense, if the rise to power plot is unconventional, and the writing is immature, the story garbage, then congratulations, you’re right. Our views are not aligned, don’t force us together, please don’t criticize , I’m fragile, and I’ve been dumb enough to write sothing getting so much hate. So have so pity on , don’t troll , okay? As long as you don’t, I’ll pray for you, wish you prosperity year after year. Are you happy now? Hehe.
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