Li Yan regards employees as brothers and sisters. If anyone has difficulties, he will take the initiative to lend a helping hand to help employees solve their worries. The employees are very grateful and circulated everywhere. In addition, Yulong's clothing and food are good, which has attracted a group of new employees, bringing the total number of employees to 80.

With too many people, the orders seem to be insufficient. Vega Clothing and Fengwu Group's goods are about to be completed. If there are no new orders, the company will face suspension.

At this critical moment, Pang Cong found Li Yan: "Boss, since I joined Yulong Clothing, I have not achieved any achievements, and I feel very ashamed. In Xianqi, you can eat well and get through the darkness. When you come to your company, you can't eat in vain. You're about to die, so I'm going to run some big orders to come back."

Li Yan smiled and said, "You kid, it's about to be in the New Year, where can you go to get orders? I thought about it. If it really doesn't work, take the New Year holiday early. After the Spring Festival, the order will be fully started."

"I'm afraid that the workers will change jobs too early on holiday. If you want to rest, they have to make money. I finally recruited eighty people. After the New Year, there are still forty or fifty people left. If there are fewer people, I can't make orders, which is also very troublesome." Pang Cong said worriedly.

"I am very sensible!" Li Yan praised: "It's indeed my good brother! Where are you planning to run an order?"

"Go to school and run for school uniform orders." Pang Cong said.

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"Oh, not every clothing factory can do school uniforms." Li Yan thought for a while: "Do you want to use your aunt's relationship in the education department?"

"Boss, I don't want to use my aunt's relationship for the time being. I can get orders with just one mouth." Pang Cong's mouth raised, with a confident expression.

"Okay, go, come back and get a commission for the order!" Li Yan said.

Pang Cong drove out of the company gate and headed to Yuying School.

Yuying is a private primary school with more than 1,000 students.

The reason why Pangcong started with Yuying School is that it runs the latest school time, and such schools will try every means to improve their competitiveness, including students' clothing and food.

"Luojia asked, is the principal here?" Pang Cong politely handed a cigarette to the security guard at the school gate.

"Thank you, I can't smoke," the security guard was very polite: "Vice Principal Meng is here, who are you?"

"I am Yulong Clothing, and I want to talk to Vice Principal Meng about custom-made school uniforms." Pang Cong said.

"Did you make an appointment?" the security guard asked.

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"I..." Pang Cong's eyes rolled: "If you have an appointment, Vice Principal Meng asked me to come to him today."

"Okay, that's it

You go in, don't walk around, the third floor of the office building." The security guard made a gesture of inviting him.

Pang Cong laughed secretly. The security guard was really good. He didn't know what the vice principal's surname was and where he worked. Now he asked.

When I walked into the school gate, it was during the break, and the children ran around happily on the playground.

Pang Cong looked carefully and found that the children's down jackets were colorful and had various styles, so he realized it.

After passing through the three rows of teaching buildings, three large gold-plated characters in the office building appear in front of you, and teachers come and go from time to time.

Pang Cong went up to the third floor as if no one was around and found the vice principal's office based on the office sign.

He knocked carefully on the door, and someone inside said, "Come in!"

Pang Cong pushed open the door and saw a middle-aged man wearing glasses sitting behind the desk. The man had a serious expression: "Who are you looking for?"

"Hehe," Pang Cong smiled all over his face: "Hello, Principal Meng, I am from Yulong Clothing, my name is Gao Cong."

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"I don't know you, why are you here?" Vice President Meng asked coldly.

"Does our school want to make a batch of school uniforms? The quality of the clothes made by our Yulong clothing is very good!" Pang Cong worked hard to promote it.

"You're late! We've made school uniforms for students."

"I didn't see students wearing school uniforms on the playground just now?"

"This is winter!" Vice Principal Meng was anxious: "Which school uniform can put down jackets in? It's outrageous!"

"Principal Meng, don't worry, our company wants to make down school uniforms for students in your school." Pang Cong hurriedly, still smiling.

"Down school uniforms? I haven't heard of them! The school uniforms we make for students are in summer and autumn, and the prices are also very cheap... Why do I tell you this? Please go out quickly!" Vice Principal Meng issued an order to expel guests.

"Now that people's living standards have improved, school uniforms should also keep pace with the times. Although down school uniforms are more expensive, students can wear them in a uniform manner, which can effectively improve the overall appearance of the school." Pang Cong was thick-skinned and kept saying nothing, saying.

"Do you go or not! If you don't leave, I will call the security guard!" Vice Principal Meng stood up and pushed Pang Cong out of the door.

"Principal Meng, don't, I haven't finished talking yet! Principal Meng..." Pang Cong pushed the door open again: "Hehe, why are you closing the door?"

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Vice Principal Meng was so angry that his face turned pale: "You did it on purpose, right? Get out of here!"

"What's going on?"

A woman wearing a light blue down jacket walked over from the stairs. She looked about thirty-five years old, with fair skin and strong aura.

When Vice Principal Meng saw this woman, he immediately changed his face and smiled: "Principal Zhou, you are back! It's okay, I met a rude salesman, and I don't know how he came in."

"I'm not a salesman, I'm from Yulong Clothing, and I want to make down uniforms for our school." Pang Cong tried his best to defend himself.

"Down school uniform? Come in and talk to me!" Principal Zhou pushed open the door of the office next to him.

Pang Cong looked up at the door sign: Principal’s office. He immediately understood. It turned out that this was the principal. Vice Principal Meng nodded and bowed.

"What company do you belong to?" Principal Zhou sat behind his desk.

"Hello, principal, my name is Gao Cong, and our company is Yulong Clothing."

"Yulong Clothing? Haven't you heard of it? Is it in Chuncheng?"

"It was in Chuncheng. Our company was just established, but our fabrics were exquisite and exquisitely made. We were processed by Vega's clothing and Fengwu Group." Pang Cong added: "All the employees of our company are mothers. They work very hard. They all said in ancient poems. The thread in the hands of the loving mother and the clothes on the wandering son are sewn tightly before leaving, and they are afraid that they will return late."

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Principal Zhou smiled and wrote something on the paper with a pen. Pang Cong knew that he had at least two key information that impressed Principal Zhou, namely "the company has just been established" and "the employees are mothers."

Yuying School has just been established for a few years. One is a new company and the other is a new school. In the early stages of entrepreneurship, everyone is doing their best and doing things with their heart. Only entrepreneurs can understand this.

"The employee is a mother." Pang Cong doesn't know whether Principal Zhou is a marriage partner. According to age, it should be the age of being a mother. When it comes to mothers, Principal Zhou may feel sympathy.

"Down school uniform..." Principal Zhou held a pen and thought: "In Chuncheng, other schools have no precedent for making down school uniforms, but this idea is very good."

"Yes, principal, if there are any group activities in winter schools, students will look very beautiful when wearing down uniforms. I have seen some schools ask students to put their school uniforms outside the down jacket, which looks very bloated and even a bit funny." Pang Cong felt that this matter was almost done, and his words became bolder: "Principal Zhou, please believe in our company!"
Chapter completed!