Several girls didn't care much about Lin Mai having such a big daughter at such a young age.
What they were more concerned about was the handsome man who helped Lin Mai take care of Doudou.
"That man is so handsome. I wonder who he is from Lin Mai's classmate. During the high school entrance examination, I saw him walking Lin Mai to the examination room."
"You don't know that man?" Wan Hui said, "He is Professor Fang Zhuoranfang, the famous associate professor of surgery at Puji Medical University."
A girl was very curious: "Huh? How did Lin Mai know him?"
"One time Lin Mai had a stomachache and thought he had appendicitis, so he went to surgery.
It happened that Professor Fang was having a consultation in the outpatient clinic, and the two of them got to know each other.
Classmate Lin Mai is very good at cheating, and Professor Fang feels pity for her, so he always helps her."
Wan Hui made up stories one after another, telling them as if they were true.
The sixteen or seventeen-year-old junior high school student was very easy to deceive. His classmates believed him and accused Lin Mai of being immoral.
Only Yan Wenle questioned: "Are you familiar with Lin Mai? How do you know him so clearly?"
Other students suddenly realized: That's right, Wan Hui and Lin Mai are not familiar with each other, how come she knows Lin Mai so well?
Wan Hui felt very uncomfortable when she saw Yan Wenle defending Lin Mai everywhere, and continued to lie to smear Lin Mai: "We have a neighbor who grew up with Lin Mai. He knows Lin Mai very well. He told me this."
Everyone was skeptical of her words.
The sale lasted until 9:30, with only a dozen pieces of clothing left and only about two hundred pairs of stockings.
He brought a thousand pairs of stockings and sold more than seven hundred pairs. Lin Mai was quite satisfied and closed the stall and left, planning to continue selling them tomorrow.
On the way home, Fang Zhuoran asked: "Are your profits from selling socks tonight half the same as Chen Feng's?"
Lin Mai shook his head: "No, the 50-50 deal with him is that I get the goods from the customs and he is responsible for the sales.
Those stockings I sold were all handled by me from the purchase to the sale, and Chen Feng didn't participate at all, so there was no need to share them with him."
"That's pretty much it." Fang Zhuoran was serious about protecting the little girl's interests.
When he got home, he sat on the bed and counted the sales. Lin Mai almost went crazy with joy.
I earned more than 2,900 yuan in just one night wearing stockings!
If I had known that it was not difficult to sell stockings, I would have saved more to sell them myself.
Tomorrow, she will ask Chen Feng if all the stockings have been sent out. If not, she will sell another 5,000 pairs herself and treat Fang Zhuoran to dinner.
The next day, after breakfast, Lin Mai went to the market to find Chen Feng.
She went very early and arrived at the market before seven o'clock. She saw everything inside and outside the market was bustling.
As before, all kinds of melons are sold outside the market, and all kinds of fresh food are sold inside.
Chen Feng was still as disfigured as Lin Mai saw him last time, talking to people in various postures.
"Boss Tu, you want 30,000 cans of Nescafe coffee? You are too cruel. If you want so much, what will the other bosses do?
If there is meat, let's eat it together. Don't eat it alone.
Do you want 30,000 cans of milk powder? Can it be sold out in a month and a half? If so, I will sell it to you.
Do you want 10,000 jins of brown sugar? This won’t work, I can only give you 3,000 jins at most…”
After finally finishing the phone call, Chen Feng raised his eyes and looked at Lin Mai: "Here you go, boss lady."
Lin Mai glanced at the unfinished hot dry noodles on the coffee table and cleared his throat: "Don't call me boss lady. I'll register a company later. You can call me Mr. Lin from now on."
"Mr. Lin?" Chen Feng repeated these two words playfully.
"You are the manager of the market. I will call you Manager Chen from now on. Everyone will be called by their professional titles from now on. It sounds more formal."
After talking about the issue of address, Lin Mai directly changed the subject: "Are all the customers you have so powerful? They ask for so much goods at the first word!"
If each of Chen Feng's customers has such a strong financial background and takes such a large amount of goods, the goods she takes from the customs will not be enough for him to sell.
Chen Feng smiled, picked up the bowl of cold hot dry noodles, and continued to eat: "There are very few big customers like Boss Tu, and ordinary customers don't take that large quantities.
Take Nescafe coffee as an example, they generally only take two to three thousand cans."
Lin Mai murmured: "That's a lot..."
Chen Feng glanced at her: "What brings you here?"
"I want to get another 5,000 pairs of stockings and sell them myself. Do you still have the stockings?"
"Also." Chen Feng walked to the door of the office with hot dry noodles in his hand and called out. A younger brother immediately ran over.
Chen Feng ordered him: "Go to the warehouse and bring five thousand pairs of stockings."
The younger brother took the order and left.
Chen Feng sat back on the sofa and ate hot dry noodles:
"We only have six security guards at this market, which is far from enough. We need to add four more. Do you think that's okay?"
Lin Mai said: "Since you are already the manager of the market, all these matters are arranged by you and I will not interfere."
Lin Mai gave him the greatest trust and the greatest rights.
Chen Feng said nothing, smiled and nodded.
Lin Mai then proposed that her boyfriend Fang Zhuoran wanted to treat him to a meal.
Chen Feng looked puzzled: "Why does your boyfriend want to invite me to dinner?"
"You saved me several times. He wants to thank you."
Chen Feng refused: "He doesn't need to thank me, and I don't want to go to dinner."
Lin Mai advised: "Go, it's just a meal, and it's not like I'm going to chop your head off, so why don't you go?"
Chen Feng stared at her for a long time: "Let's wait until Forsythia comes back."
Lin Mai nodded in agreement.
When leaving the market, Lin Mai took two large watermelons and several cantaloupes back home, as well as the stockings she asked for.
Not long after arriving home, Doudou led Qiqi to the small living room upstairs and said to Lin Mai, "Mom, Aunt Tao is here."
Lin Mai looked up and saw Tao Zhiyun also coming in.
She asked Doudou and Qiqi to go downstairs to find Zhou Caiyun to open a watermelon to eat, while she asked Tao Zhiyun to sit down.
As soon as Tao Zhiyun sat down, he told her which trademark factory her company had customized its trademark from.
He also said that the state-owned factory’s custom-made trademarks must start at 10,000 yuan.
Lin Mai asked: "How much does one cost?"
"Three cents."
Ten thousand pieces only cost 300 yuan, which is not expensive.
Lin Mai took a thousand yuan and handed it to Tao Zhiyun: "This thousand yuan includes money for you to buy fabrics to make clothes, and money for helping me make trademarks."
Tao Zhiyun took the money and asked: "Has the trademark design been finished? Leave it to me so I can customize the trademark for you."
Lin Mai smiled shyly: "Not yet, why don't we design it now?"
The two of them thought of many names, discussed them over and over, and finally decided to use the four words "Unique" that Lin Mai thought of.
These four words are not only catchy, but also easy to remember. The key is to be elegant, fresh and unconventional.
Unique is the transliteration of the English unique, which means "unique" and caters to the pursuit of individual beauty by women of this era.
Lin Mai designed several logos on the spot and asked Tao Zhiyun to help choose.
Tao Zhiyun took the logo she designed and chose it again and again.
Pointing to the logo that cleverly combines a woman's silhouette with a flower, he said: "This is good, concise, easy to remember, and beautiful."
Lin Mai nodded: "Then use this as a trademark."
The two of them split up. Tao Zhiyun helped her customize a trademark, and she went to the Industrial and Commercial Office to register the trademark and company.
When Tao Zhiyunmu and his son left, Lin Mai asked them to take a watermelon and some cantaloupes with them.
Tao Zhiyun was not polite to her, took the watermelon and cantaloupe, and left with Qiqi.
Lin Mai put on her sun hat and went to the Industrial and Commercial Office. On the way, she thought that her business scope was getting wider and wider, so she might as well register a head office.
The name of the head office is Wantong. Although it sounds a bit tacky, it means auspiciousness.
When doing business, what you want is good luck and good luck.
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