Wang Yue looked at Pei Qian and thought of the things Pei Qian had said to convince him. He said matter-of-factly, "Little brother, think about it. We have several businesses and so many companies, and every company needs uniforms. Even if we don't sell them to the public and only sell them to our own factory workers, that'll still be enough to keep a business afloat."
Pei Qian shook his head and said helplessly, "Bro, what's the point of repeating my own pitch back to me? Tell me what you really think."
Seeing how eager Pei Qian was to hear his thoughts, Wang Yue could only say helplessly, "I don't know if you've noticed, but even a decent-quality short-sleeved shirt costs a hundred yuan or more in our city. So I was thinking, maybe we could bring the price down!"
When Wang Yue said that, Pei Qian looked at his own clothes and immediately realized that Wang Yue was talking about guys like him.
For men, clothing requirements were really simple. A few short-sleeved shirts could last a long time.
But somewhere along the way, shirts that used to be good quality and cost only a few dozen yuan had all gone up to over a hundred. It was honestly ridiculous.
Pei Qian felt that even if the Clothing Factory didn't make money, the goal of bringing prices down alone was worth supporting.
And so, Wang Yue finally convinced Pei Qian, and both of their projects got underway.
Although Mr. Sima had nominally stopped managing things here, he was still keeping an eye on Tengda Games' projects as a whole.
Mr. Sima hadn't been particularly optimistic about the earlier farm project, either. But since they'd decided to hand it over, he hadn't felt right about interfering.
In the end, when