Anping glanced at the liquor at hand and glanced at Su Han boredly.
I originally wanted to put the pretty boy down and let him try the high-end liquor from our country, but seeing how he couldn't help but drink it, I decided not to drink it, which would be a waste of essence.
Anping had always been in contact with his friends abroad. The guy introduced him to a foreign businessman, saying that he liked our country's Chinese cheongsam, so he introduced him.
Anping thought his friend was joking, so he agreed casually, but he didn't expect that the pretty boy actually looked for the address.
Even though this man is here, Anping doesn't take this business seriously. You have to know that the pretty boy has very high standards. Whether he can see it is one thing. Even the export customs tax is very high. He doesn't want to do this.
It's a boring job.
However, since the person is here, he should still show respect to the landlord.
There were five people at a table, and after a hot pot meal, Dell was so spicy that he kept sticking out his tongue. Yang Lina arranged for someone to remove the plate. After that, she poured a cup of honey water for Dell and asked someone to cut the fruit. The five of them were just sitting there.
Enter the topic.
"Ms. Yang, I heard from Su He'an that you are a designer at Yang's Garment Factory. I have seen the clothing you designed and the styles are very good. Which foreign fashion design college did you graduate from?"
Dale asked curiously while sipping the tea.
He seems to have a new appreciation for women in this country.
They are beautiful and generous, and more importantly, they are very intellectual.
"I taught myself."
Yang Lina smiled slightly, and Dell was even more surprised. He was even a little excited.
"Oh, my God! You are so smart. No wonder Su and An appreciate you so much. They have praised you so much throughout the afternoon."
"Thanks."
Yang Lina said thank you politely, and her calmness made Dell even more satisfied.
"Su, An, the designer you introduced is pretty good."
Dale's eyes were shining, and he looked at Su Han and Anping with some excitement.
"That's for sure, we sincerely want to cooperate with you."
Su Han smiled lightly, Anping followed suit, and a voice in his heart said: "I have invited our best designers out. If this business cannot be negotiated, I want you to spit out this hot pot."
Anping didn't really want him to spit it out. He had plenty of ways to make money, but he didn't understand these people, so he had to be careful when facing them.
If they come with some purpose, Mr. An will not be able to pass this test smoothly.
"But, your factory doesn't specialize in making cheongsam, so I'm a little worried about this.
Miss Yang, can you take the time to make a cheongsam that you think is perfect."
Dell's eyes were full of expectations. After all, he really wanted to do business.
It was his first time to come to this country and he didn't know much about the place. He could only trust his friends.
Yang Lina knew that Dell really wanted the goods, otherwise he wouldn't be so anxious to ask her to make a cheongsam.
She knew that making a cheongsam was not difficult, but the embroidery on it was rare.
On the cheongsam, it is best to use Su embroidery.
Yang Lina was a little embarrassed because Su Han's factory did not have the fabric to make cheongsam.
She thought for a few seconds, then turned around and asked Su Han: "Is the batch of cotton and linen in the warehouse still there?"
"It's there, it's always there."
Su Han answered firmly that the previous batch of cotton and linen was used for clothing splicing, but because Susan had stolen the drawings and the drawings were modified later, the batch of cotton and linen has been idle.
"Mr. Dale, I can make a cheongsam.
Because it is a sample, I will make it simple. In order to save time, I will omit the embroidery on it.
In addition, I will draw some cheongsam design drawings. If you place an order here, we can set up a traditional clothing department to provide services specifically for you. What do you think?"
Yang Lina agreed and had full confidence in this business.
Foreigners like our country's clothing. In their eyes, it is a work of art, not a piece of clothing, so they are willing to spend a lot of money to buy cheongsam, even if they can't wear it.
Su Han and Anping were shocked. Are they planning to set up a department so soon?
Don't tell me whether this business can be completed or not, setting up a department for making cheongsam will probably cause a lot of noise.
"Ms. Yang, why should I believe you?"
After Dell finished speaking, Anping became unhappy. When he leaned forward with a serious look on his face and wanted to question, Su Han gently pulled him.
"To be honest with Mr. Dell, Miss Yang is not only the designer of our factory, she is also a shareholder of our factory. Why should you believe her?"
After Su Han finished speaking, Dell was stunned for a moment and then said: "How long do I need to wait?"
"I'll give you clothes tomorrow night."
Yang Lina smiled lightly. Making a cheongsam was not difficult. As long as she didn't do any embroidery, she could finish it in about two hours.
It’s just that we need to make Dell find it difficult to make cheongsam.
"Okay, then we have agreed to see you tomorrow night."
"OK."
The three of them sent Dale out of the hot pot restaurant. Anping drove Dale to the Yangxian Guest House, and then returned to Yang Lina's hot pot restaurant.
Su Han accompanied Dell and didn't have enough to eat. As soon as Anping left, he ordered another plate of egg fried rice to eat in the lounge on the first floor.
Anping was unhappy when he saw this scene. He pulled the plate in front of Su Han and started eating without mind.
"Then the foreigners are here, so I'm too embarrassed to let go and eat. I'm starving to death. You can go again by yourself."
Su Han twitched the corners of his mouth, picked up the handkerchief on the table and gently wiped the corners of his mouth.
"No, you eat slowly. I have to go back and see my wife. She's not very good at cooking. I don't know if she's eaten at this point."
"What should I do with the fabric that Sister Yang wants?"
Anping asked while devouring his food.
"I asked Chen Peng to deliver it tomorrow morning. She said it was simple and there was no rush. She would finish it in two hours."
Anping almost choked. Sure enough, powerful people are different. Not only can she wear many hats, but more importantly, she can do everything well for you.
"I know, then I won't worry about it."
Anping said, stuffing a few mouthfuls of rice into his mouth, and while chewing, he looked at his father-in-law's shop diagonally opposite.
As he escorted the foreigner to his father-in-law's shop, he saw Mi Li sitting at the window seat eating something with a full belly.
In the first three months, he was afraid that she would not eat. Now that the child is more than five months old, he is afraid that she will eat too much.
It was so delicious, that little mouth kept moving except for cursing.
Anping ate the fried rice in several bites and walked towards the door in a hurry.
Yang Lina was settling the bill at the front desk. Anping waved his hand and said, "We will settle the bill together tomorrow night."
"This meal is mine. Remember to have the fabric delivered tomorrow morning. I want it in blue-gray or camel color. I'll also have a black hem at home."