"That's true." Tang Yue said, "Uncle Ding used to be a bit overweight, but now he looks just right."
"Xiao Yue, have you run into any troubles since you came back?" Ding Chao asked.
Tang Yue waved her hand and said, "No, I'm doing well. I just suddenly wanted to come home. By the way, Uncle Ding, is the clothing factory doing okay with the orders? Are they enough?"
"There are many orders, but the output is still not sufficient," Ding Chao said with a worried frown, thinking that if the new factory could be built more quickly, that would be good, as many businessmen from the north had already come to discuss purchasing goods.
Mingyue Clothing Factory has been developing better and better, and the Mingyue Clothing brand has made a name for itself. Ding Chao, who has worked in the clothing industry for many years, was often pressured by unsold inventory, but since joining Mingyue Clothing Factory, the tables have turned.
The storage in the factory is almost just for show now.
