Forest County seat.
Near the marketplace stood a two-story building. Behind it was a courtyard of nearly two hundred square meters, and farther back sat a single-story row of three rooms. It had originally been a ready-made clothing shop, but hardly anyone bought clothes there. Now that the White Mountain Brigade's furniture sideline was doing so well, the county had allocated the place to them.
"So this is ours now?" Old Liu still found it somewhat unreal.
"It's a done deal." The secretary laughed. "Old Liu, your brigade really has good fortune. Who would've dared imagine that you'd not only bring your sideline business into the county seat, but even get a shop here? The other communes are probably grinding their teeth with envy. Wang Yan, how are you planning to arrange things?"
Wang Yan, who was standing nearby with a cigarette in his mouth, said, "Any arrangement will do. The main thing is staffing the brigade. We definitely need people to sell goods and collect money, and I think it would be better to have women do that.
Besides, we're more than forty li from the county seat. It's too far. Since we now have a place in town, and it's not small, we can send some people here to produce furniture.
That row of rooms in the back is quite spacious. One room for the women, one for the men, and the middle one can be the kitchen. As for numbers, four or five women and five or six men to do the work should be no problem.
Who comes and who doesn't isn't for me to decide. Uncle Liu can call a meeting after you get back and make the arrangements."
The smile vanished from Old Liu's face, replaced by a troubled look.
This really was not