Xiao Feng was worried that she would get angry, so he immediately said: "But Miss Bai, there are several good embroidery workshops in Suzhou City. I have contacted their workshop owners. You can just go and inspect them. I will send you the address later."
Bai Qingluo's frown did not relax because of Xiao Feng's rescue.
She and Xiao Feng had already decided to come to Sioux City for inspection. She had already picked out four embroidery workshops that were famous in Sioux City and had excellent embroidery skills.
Although the rest was pretty good, it was far from meeting her requirements.
After not hearing Bai Qingluo's response for a long time, Xiao Feng's heart fell to the bottom.
"Ms. Bai, I'm really sorry. I received the news at the last moment, but I didn't communicate with them in advance. I'm really sorry."
Xiao Feng is 1.83 meters tall, but in the strange and quiet atmosphere, his voice was even louder, and he sounded like he was about to cry from fear.
After all, there was such a big mistake, and Bai Qingluo wanted to fire him, so the HR department would not say a word.
But he really needs this job.
"Xiao Feng, now is not the time to admit your mistake. If you contact the embroidery workshops in the surrounding cities and villages of Suzhou immediately, you can always find a suitable one."
Xiao Feng heard that Bai Qingluo didn't seem to be in a hurry to pursue the case. He almost cried with joy, "Yes, I will go find her right away."
After hanging up the phone, Bai Qingluo walked into the hotel. When she came out, she had changed into light sportswear and planned to visit the excellent embroidery shop she had once admired.
Sioux City is a famous water town in the south. There are many boats floating on the water, and the music of singing girls can be faintly heard from the high attic, which is very beautiful.
Looking at this place, she couldn't help but think of the capital city where she once lived, which was also a land of plenty and a land of outstanding people.
Suddenly, a familiar singing voice came to my ears, which was similar to the music in the old capital.
Could it be that there are other compatriots like her who have been exiled to this era?
She walked wider, maybe walking too fast, and when she turned a corner, she ran into someone's arms.
She said "I'm sorry" and went straight into the alley without looking at anyone.
"Bai Qingluo, do you think I don't exist?"
Bai Qingluo heard Luo Yanchen's voice in a trance. She raised her head and found that the other person's brows were furrowed, the corners of his mouth were pursed, and he looked like he was keeping strangers away.
"Why are you here?"
Luo Yanchen couldn't keep his smile, so he chased her all the way to Su City, and met her here by chance. She pretended not to see her at first, and then asked such idiotic questions.
What does she mean?
Deliberately going against him?
Luo Yanchen took a deep breath, "Bai Qingluo, don't go too far -"
Before he finished speaking, Bai Qingluo apologized again, pushed him away, and ran deep into the alley where there were few songs.
Luo Yanchen, whose back almost hit the bluestone wall:...
Seeing this scene, Wen Yu wanted to poke his eyes out:...
"Mr. Luo, I didn't see anything." Wen Yu said and ran away quickly.
Luo Yanchen calmed down for a while, turned around, and chased Bai Qingluo.
She looked like a headless fly, wandering around in the alley. He followed leisurely and looked at her leisurely.
"No need to look for it, there is no embroidery workshop owner you want to see here."
In fact, even if she went, those shop owners had already signed a contract with another company, so how could they be willing to see her again.
He shook his head slightly. If it were him, when those shop owners were willing to cooperate with Luo and extended an olive branch, they would have asked for a guarantee. Even if they signed a guarantee contract, they would not be in such a mess now.
Bai Qingluo is smart, but she is too young and there is still a long way to go.
Bai Qingluo was a little disappointed when she couldn't find the person she wanted to see.
Maybe, she just heard wrong.
She breathed a sigh of relief. It was a gift from God that she could survive and stay in this world. How could she expect that her people would still be here?
After feeling depressed for a while, she raised her head and saw Luo Yanchen standing not far away, so she walked over and said, "You haven't answered me yet."
"You don't think I'm here to find you, do you?"
Thinking of Bai Qingluo using him as a tool, the magma in Luo Yanchen's heart began to surge out.
Bai Qingluo looked at him in surprise, as if to say: How could you have such a strange idea?
Luo Yanchen is once again being sentimental:...
"It's a pity that I was let go."
After being stabbed, Bai Qingluo's eyelids moved slightly, "Luo Yanchen, you came to Su City just to quarrel with me?"
"Of course - no, I, Luo Yanchen, am not that free yet."
Bai Qingluo looked at him for a long time and believed it.
"Mr. Luo is busy with things, so I won't interrupt him. You can do as you please. It's time for me to leave."
She picked up her phone. Xiao Feng had already sent her the contact information and addresses of all the embroidery workshop owners he could contact. Now she was visiting every house. Even if she had to find a needle in a haystack, she would still fish her out of the sea.
The one you want most.
Seeing Bai Qingluo turning around sharply and wanting to leave him behind, Luo Yanchen chased after him: "Bai Qingluo, do you still remember who you are?"
How could she throw him away so calmly!
"Mr. Luo, your time is too valuable and I can't afford to waste it. Please leave quickly."
Bai Qingluo flicked her hands twice, as if swatting flies, as if she wanted Luo Yanchen to leave quickly.
The more she wants him to leave, the more he will do the opposite.
Who can’t make trouble?
After walking for a while, the footsteps behind her followed her like a shadow. Bai Qingluo was helpless and asked, "What on earth do you want to do?"
Luo Yanchen walked past her without squinting, "Did your family drive the road?"
Bai Qingluo:......
Why hadn't she noticed before that Luo Yanchen had such a childish side?
But seeing how idle he was, she was certain that Luo Yanchen was most likely really here for her.
She simply turned her head and headed for her destination. Following the navigation, she came to an embroidery shop. The plaque was very old. It was conservatively estimated to be several hundred years old.
She knocked on the door, and there was obviously someone moving around inside, but no one opened the door.
She shouted: "Is anyone there? I'm from the Bai Group in Yancheng and want to see Master Cui!"
With a "squeak", the door opened. It was a girl with her hair in a bun. She was young, but her face was as serious as that of an old scholar: "Our Master Cui doesn't see outsiders, please leave."
With that said, the little girl closed the wooden door.
Touching the gray-nosed Bai Qingluo:...
At this time, Luo Yanchen's long voice came over: "Don't you know? This Cui Fang Master is famously proud. You don't have many brushes, so you can't see her!"
When she arrived at her next home, Bai Qingluo faced the same dilemma again. As soon as the other party heard that she was from the Bai family, the door closed as fast as seeing a ghost.
Bai Qingluo smelled something was wrong.
At this time, Luo Yanchen said again: "If you don't hit the south wall, you won't look back. I'm talking about you. The four most famous embroidery workshops in Suzhou have signed contracts with others. These small embroidery workshops that still need to rely on others dare to take orders from outsiders."
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Seeing Bai Qingluo's surprise, he nodded to her again: "In addition to the scenery, Su City is famous for its customs - xenophobia."
Bai Qingluo suddenly realized it, and she slumped her shoulders.
How could she build a factory if she couldn't find a suitable embroidery workshop? How could she have the capital!
Seeing Bai Qingluo's face full of disappointment, Luo Yanchen didn't care about him, stepped forward, and said: "Let's go."
"Where are you going?" Bai Qingluo looked at the back of Luo Yanchen in a suit and leather shoes, confused.