Seventies Sweetheart: From Breakup to Billionaire-Chapter 173: That’s It?

When staying overnight at the cotton spinning factory earlier, Director Chen mentioned that if Lin Xiang really didn’t want to be a female worker, she could work in the factory kitchen. The work wouldn’t be tiring, and the pay wouldn’t be bad either.

But Lin Xiang was determined to go to school and refused Director Chen’s kind offer.

Still, Director Chen told Lin Xiang that if she ever wanted to consider it, she didn’t need to tell him, but could contact the kitchen directly.

Thus, after knowing Director Chen was in a meeting, Lin Xiang proactively approached Chef Yang.

Seeing that Director Chen wasn’t angry, Chef Yang secretly sighed in relief and muttered, "Should I order more buns from Comrade Lin?"

"Chef, maybe we should wait until the buns arrive tomorrow and see how everyone likes them before deciding? What if they taste bad and no one buys them?"

The commission part of their wages depended heavily on the factory workers’ consumption levels.

In other words, the more people ate at the factory, the higher their wages could be.

If no one ate the buns brought by Lin Xiang, they would suffer a huge loss!

"True, let’s see how it goes tomorrow."

But the agreement for two hundred buns was already signed. If people were unwilling to eat them tomorrow, at worst, they wouldn’t make the one hundred fifty buns, saving trouble!

Director Chen and Lin Xiang chatted as they left the canteen.

"Comrade Lin, I heard Mr. John plans to continue signing the contract with us? Do you know how much is needed for this batch?" Director Chen straightforwardly asked, "To be honest, our cotton spinning factory received a huge order from Mr. John and Mr. Wilson and has been working overtime recently."

"We can barely meet the deadline. If we can determine the type and quantity of fabric they need, we can arrange for production."

If they failed to meet the deadline, it would affect Hua Country’s reputation.

Director Chen was resolute that such a situation would not occur!

"Director Chen, during the previous phone call, Mr. John only mentioned he needed to order more fabric; he did not specify details over the phone. Furthermore, he cannot visit our cotton spinning factory in person this time, and he might send his secretary for the handover."

Director Chen was a bit troubled: "Mr. John’s secretary replacing him to sign the contract with us? Will the contract be valid?"

Lin Xiang shrugged, "That’s currently uncertain; we have to wait for Mr. John’s secretary to arrive and have detailed discussions before we can confirm once we see the contract."

After all, it’s the first time the cotton spinning factory encountered such a situation, so it must be handled carefully.

Before Lin Xiang left, Director Chen gave her a lot of fabric.

Perhaps because spring was approaching, the fabric colors were quite bright, most with dark patterns or floral designs, which would look great as shirts and dresses.

Director Chen was generous, and Lin Xiang was not shy. After thanking him, she tied the fabric to her bicycle’s back seat with a rope and rode to the pork company.

Tomorrow, she needed to supply two hundred buns, so she had to buy some pork first; otherwise, if she couldn’t deliver the goods, she would become untrustworthy.

The team leader didn’t expect Lin Xiang’s negotiation to be so smooth, hence didn’t advance her the money, so Lin Xiang had to cover the costs herself.

After leaving the pork company, she passed by the post office. Lin Xiang hesitated for a moment, parked her bike, and carried the pork into the post office, "Hello, Comrade, are there any letters, parcels, or money transfers for Lin Xiang from Li Hua Team?"

The staff searched through a pile of letters and packages but found nothing related to Lin Xiang.

She left with regret.

It had been over half a month since she last wrote to Lin Yun.

Even considering the harsh winter weather, which made mail delivery difficult, Ji Province wasn’t far from Beijing, and half a month should be enough for sending and receiving letters.

Why hasn’t Lin An written home?

With this doubt and slight worry, Lin Xiang rode her bike home.

"Why did you buy all this meat? Aren’t the meat tickets all used up?" Mrs. Lin looked at Lin Xiang coming back with several kilograms of meat, without any joy of soon eating meat, and instead muttered that Lin Xiang was a spendthrift!

Having just received over a hundred yuan from Uncle Lin, she didn’t think to save it for school, but instead, bought so much meat!?

It would spoil if left for too long!

"Mom, could you quickly help me move the fabric down? I still need to go to the team office." Lin Xiang asked Mrs. Lin for help, "This meat isn’t for us; I have other uses, and I’ll explain to you when I come back."

Mrs. Lin stood in the yard holding two bolts of fabric, watching as Lin Xiang held the handlebars with one hand and carried the pork with the other, leaving briskly.

"This child, I don’t know what she’s thinking these days!"

Team Office.

Lin Xiang placed the pork on the kitchen cutting board and briskly entered the conference hall, pulling out a freshly signed agreement from her cross-body bag.

"The cotton spinning factory’s kitchen has signed an agreement with us, starting tomorrow, we’ll be ordering two hundred buns every day, with one hundred pork buns and one hundred sauerkraut pork buns. If our quality and taste consistently meet expectations, if people find them decent, the order quantity will continue to rise."

The team leader was drinking tea. Upon hearing Lin Xiang’s words, he spat out the tea leaves in his mouth onto the teacup and grabbed the agreement from the table, quickly skimming through it.

After one read, he then carefully studied it until he fully understood every word inside, only then believing what Lin Xiang said.

"So... it’s done?"

"Our quality and taste must be up to par. The buns must have thin skin and fillings, and the taste mustn’t be bad. If any step isn’t done well, causing the cotton spinning factory’s kitchen to return goods, I won’t cover the after-sales service."

The team leader slammed the table, "Look what you’re saying, our Li Hua Team’s bun workshop would never make such a mistake!"

Accountant Xu, fearing the team leader would damage the agreement, quickly snatched it and carefully smoothed out the nonexistent creases.

The team leader didn’t idle either; he filled his big ceramic mug with water from the thermos and handed it to Lin Xiang, "Girl, you’ve been busy all day, thirsty, right? Have some water to moisten your throat."

Lin Xiang looked at the tea leaves floating in the cup, uncertain how many days they’d been steeped and having been in the team leader’s mouth multiple times, and silently refused.

"Uncle, the agreement is signed, but we need to take action. Today, we need to finalize the preliminary scale of the bun workshop; by tomorrow morning at 7:30, we must deliver two hundred buns. Time is tight, there’s no room for delay!"

Lin Xiang’s words instilled a sense of urgency in the team leader, "Girl, what should we do? Uncle listens to you!"

Lin Xiang: ?

Are you the team leader or am I the team leader?

She took a deep breath, "First, let’s talk about the initial investment cost and revenue..."