More than ten minutes later, when Jiang Xiangnan led several people into the fourth workshop, they still couldn't figure out who it was.

But he was very sure that none of the old comrades who followed Lao San were easy to mess with.

"It started as early as last year," Jiang Shan reported truthfully:

"Our company has designed 26 fashion styles based on popular styles in Hong Kong and Macao. Last year, we completed the production of 15 styles, and this year we will continue to cooperate with the remaining 11 styles."

After paying the second payment, apart from the 500,000 in the Xiangjiang stock market, Jiangshan had very little inventory left.

After walking around dozens of machines, Li Qiang walked into the rest room of the fourth workshop.

Here, Jiangshan unpacks the clothes that have been made one by one and shows them off.

"Please take a look at it, Chief."

"Don't call me chief outside."

"yes."

The country is at ease, and the river is wiping its sweat southward.

After looking at a few pieces of clothing, Li Qiang quietly exchanged opinions with the comrades beside him.

"The style is pretty good, novel and elegant," Li Qiang looked at the clothes in his hand: "Is the fabric of your clothes imported?"

"You can see this," Jiang Shan was shocked. He forgot that he was the top importer and exporter:

"It is true that some fabrics are imported, mainly because there are too few colorful fabrics on the market."

Dad Jiang explained at this time: "At that time, we traveled all over Pujiang's printing and dyeing factories, and finally found several similar fabrics with the help of import and export textile companies."

"The fabric market has a single variety of colors, so it's hard for you."

"Don't ever say that."

"Compared with Pujiang, the situation in coastal cities is much better," Li Qiang said:

“Since the three-to-one strategy was launched in the Zhuhai Delta, they have relied on Hong Kong businessmen to solve many problems.

You don’t have to worry about raw materials, technology, sales channels, etc.”

…

"Xiaojiang."

"exist."

After leaving the fourth workshop, several people walked together in the factory area.

"Let's do this next," Li Qiang walked very slowly: "When I get back, I will write a special message for you. First, you will be used as a pilot project in Pujiang..."

"Wait a minute," Jiang Shan's voice changed: "I'm just selling a few pieces of clothing, so... it becomes a pilot project?"

During this period, pilot units, pilot projects, pilot villages, pilot projects, pilot areas...

Try it everywhere.

Yuan Geng, the commander of the artillery regiment who once liberated Shenzhen, directly took the map under his arm and ran to the senior leaders to ask for an "experimental field".

With a wave of his hand, the leader circled an area of ​​80 square kilometers including Bao'an District.

Yuan Geng was frightened and quickly said: "I am just a small investment promotion bureau, it doesn't need to be that big."

So, the leader changed the circle to √ and gave him the famous "smuggling peninsula" Shekou.

It didn’t take long for the first pilot area, the Shekou Industrial Zone, to begin land reclamation.

"I said yes."

"Yes, Chief," Jiang Shan said, "Then please continue."

"Where did I just say?"

"Pilot project."

"Yes," Li Qiang said, "After your costume... performance team is successfully sold, we will join the costume performance team of the first clothing factory and we can stand up openly."

Jiang Shan nodded vigorously. No need to shout when the time comes, the other party will also pull the team out.

“It used to be said that Pujiang was the capital of fashion,” Jiang Shan:

"We might as well make an example to the people across the country, just like last year's advertisement, and touch the stones for everyone first."

"No wonder Lao Lu and Director Xu praise you," Li Qiang squinted at Jiang Shan: "You are really perfect in what you say and do."

Before leaving Yanjing, I heard some rumors about the country from Lu Xuzhang.

But Li Qiang actually had no intention of having anything to do with Jiang Shan.

Until I heard about Jiangshan's "turning the order from crisis to safety" at Phoenix Bicycle Factory.

Only then did Li Qiang have an idea.

By coincidence, the two of them met again in their old base.

If this doesn’t count as fate, then what does?

"Listen carefully to Jiang Shan," Li Qiang said sternly:

"I will arrange for dedicated comrades to follow up on the costume performance team. As for the publicity effect, it depends on the actual situation."

Jiang Shan nodded: "Thank you, chief, for your help."

"Keep my phone number," Li Qiang continued:

“When creating reportage, if you have any questions that are unclear, just call me.

Remember, those stories must be told to the masses, and no comrade can be left behind."

"I remember it," Jiang Shan nodded slowly: "Please rest assured, chief, the people will not forget them."

After both were silent for a few seconds, Li Bu smiled softly and continued to move forward.

"Don't forget to call me when you make a decision here."

"How can I forget this?" Jiang Shan said, "Would you like to try the butterfly cake from the International Hotel?"

"Walk!"

…

Pujiang Dance Theater.

Zhou Jie and Dong Zhizhi were gathered in front of the three captains, the first chief and the second deputy, chattering and rushing to introduce them.

"It turns out there is such an allusion."

"In this way, the whole dance will be completely different."

"The dance has a strong sense of design, looks beautiful, and has enough depth."

The three team leaders looked at the design drawings one by one. Every time they turned over, they felt more and more pure, elegant, smart and graceful...

"very nice."

"It's so beautiful."

"This set of moves is really amazing."

"After all, it was the comrade who choreographed "Up Spring Mountain", and it was different the moment he started it."

"That's it," the deputy leader looked at the leader and said:

"Since our group was established last year, we haven't had any outstanding dance creations. Now, we finally have one!"

"If I can win another award..."

The more he thought about it, the better he became, and he laughed unconsciously.

Opposite her, Zhou Jie and Dong Zhizhi also laughed.

"So, you agree to use the dance "Yuguang Song"?"

"No need to ask,"

The group leader held the drawing and was reluctant to let it go: "No one can take such a good work away from me..."

…

Two days later, at the Pujiang Dance Theater.

Just when Jiang Shan led a group of dancers to lower their waists, kick their legs, lean forward, and fall backward.

Gong Xue, who had just finished shooting the Shanghai Film Studio's movie "A Hard-working Life", went to the dance practice studio with Pan Hong and Zhang Yu.

At the same time, the units of several other actresses also received transfer calls one after another.

"I was just confused,"

Director Hong of the Yanjing Yue Opera Troupe: "We have so many female students in our troupe, why do we always pick Li Lingyu?"

"Why else? Of course it's because the girl is beautiful!"

(End of chapter)
Chapter completed!