Deliberately attack

Chapter 118 Will you scold me in your heart

It took about eleven hours to fly from Beishi to Milan. After getting off the plane, Tang Yili estimated that Xun Lang and the others had not arrived. It was early morning in Thailand, and Xun Lang must have fallen asleep.

Holding the mobile phone, she hesitated for a while, and suddenly heard the news of the arrival of the luggage on the radio, Tang Yili finally decided not to disturb Xun Lang, and went to pick up the luggage first.

At Malpensa Airport in Milan, night just fell, the whole lobby was brightly lit, and there were endless crowds of people speaking various languages, which was very different from the trip to Nagoya.

A sense of wandering arises spontaneously.

Tang Yili dragged her luggage and walked out while checking the location of the hotel Wang Jian had booked for herself.

Most of the unfamiliar street signs are in Italian, and Tang Yili struggled to translate them into English, and then he could distinguish the north, south, east, and west.

While Tang Yili was stumbling and looking for the way, at this moment, among the crowd who picked up the plane, a sentence of Chinese was like breaking through the darkness, which made people happy.

Tang Yili looked up and found that Qin Sheng had come to pick him up.

Although he could easily get his itinerary from Wang Jian, Tang Yili never expected that, as the father of Party A, Qin Sheng would come in person.

Qin Sheng had seen her a long time ago. He was wearing a casual light-colored suit and a pair of white sneakers. He was walking among the Europa race. Qin Sheng's facial features were still very durable, with peach blossom eyes, a high nose bridge, and slightly thin lips. There is also a natural lip bead, and the mouth is raised up unconsciously.

Affinity and dazzling are his hallmarks.

"I'm sorry, but the group of white people under me are ignorant, and something happened to the fabric, so they called Fontan directly."

"I wanted to wait a little longer, but I didn't expect you to come here. I'm really sorry."

Qin Sheng really apologized repeatedly, and he himself did not question the quality of the fabric at all.

Tang Yili: "Since we are here, let's sit down and confirm the three parties. What is the problem? It is our problem. I will definitely provide the fabric again. If your construction period is delayed, Fontan is also willing to bear the compensation."

"But this premise must really be our problem."

Ding is Ding, Mao is Mao.

Qin Sheng was slightly surprised by Tang Yili's attitude.

Unexpectedly, Tang Yili was so young and so principled that she dared to stand up for things; she also dared to resolutely throw the blame back on problems that were not hers.

It will neither make people feel too soft to take responsibility, nor make people feel too hard to turn.

The measure in the middle is very well grasped.

Qin Sheng took Tang Yili's luggage, led her to the parking lot, put the luggage away, closed the car door for her, and then smiled.

He gets in the car and starts it.

"In this case, let's go to the factory first."

The factory is some distance from the center of Milan, but not far from the airport, it only takes half an hour by car.

Even so, Tang Yili still felt a little tired.

In the past day, she took the exam and took a long-distance flight. On the way, she read the professional articles on the color fastness of fabrics.

Arriving at the factory, putting on protective clothing, Tang Yili followed Qin Sheng and the staff into the dusty workshop.

Regardless of Qin Sheng's Asian face, standing in front of a group of white employees, he was extremely indifferent and sharp, completely different from what Tang Yili saw of him.

Qin Sheng asked someone to bring a sample, and watched it pass to Tang Yili's hand. Through the resin goggles, Tang Yili couldn't smell the smell, but he could clearly feel the decay of the fabric.

It was originally a khaki color with metallic luster, but now it looks like a yellow vegetable leaf, completely lifeless.

"It shouldn't be like this." Tang Yili asked the factory owner in English, "Is this our fabric?"

The owner of the factory is Raymond, a blond old man with blue eyes. He seemed to have been prepared for a long time. He turned around and took out the customs clearance documents from his subordinates, and said arrogantly.

"It was shipped thousands of miles away from your factory. When we got it, it faded like this in a few days. How do you cut it?"

"Jared blames us, we don't want to pay for other people's mistakes."

Therefore, their factory leapfrogged and directly found Fengtang Group.

Tang Yili can fully feel the other party's irrationality and contempt. They are the foundries of the fashion capital and have the right to speak in the world's fashion. Denial of experience.

Europeans look at Tang Yili, who is 20 years old, and think she is only fifteen or sixteen years old.

Raymond grinned and asked Tang Yili with a smile: "Did your boss send a little girl here?"

Tang Yili smiled indifferently: "I am the boss."

"I hope you can feel the importance our company attaches to this matter."

The astonishment of Raymond and his men, needless to hide, was like swallowing an egg raw.

They never expected that Tang Yili, who seemed to be underage, would be the boss.

"you……"

You have been here for a long time, but nothing has happened to you.

It was Qin Sheng's suggestion to go to the place where the fabrics are stored. A group of people walked from the production workshop through an isolated buffer zone to the warehouse.

There are large shelves in the warehouse, and there are rows of cloth rolls, [-] centimeters thick and two meters long, each wrapped in a black flannel cover, and the logo of Fontan Group is printed on the package.

Along the way, Tang Yili was observing the humidity, sunshine, and floating dust in the air.

These are the main factors affecting the rapid deterioration of fabrics.

But after a cursory look, Tang Yili didn't find anything wrong.

Seeing that Tang Yili was at a loss, Raymond's attitude became even more arrogant, and he asked eccentrically, "Fonton's boss has come in person, but he didn't find our problem, does it mean that the problem is not here at all?"

Tang Yili was speechless.

Qin Sheng gave Raymond a cold look. Raymond was not afraid of others, but he was still afraid of his benefactor.

Raymond finally shut up.

Qin Sheng switched to Chinese, and said softly and calmly: "You just got off the plane, and you've been up for so long, why don't you take a rest and come back tomorrow."

There was no countermeasure for a while, and I was struggling with Raymond, but the problem was not solved.

Tang Yili accepted Qin Sheng's proposal and took his car back to the hotel.

Qin Sheng parked the sports car, and took out the luggage for Tang Yili. It was a huge suitcase with a silver metallic luster. Qin Sheng dragged it in his hand and smiled.

"I heard from Secretary Wang that you were going to Thailand to play. If it weren't for me, you would be living with your boyfriend in the sea by now, but now you are in the factory here. Would you scold me in your heart?"

Tang Yili smiled tiredly: "Yes."

Qin Sheng followed suit and laughed.

"Is your boyfriend that swimmer named Xun Lang?"

Tang Yili didn't expect Qin Sheng to know this, and asked sideways, "Secretary Wang told you?"

Qin Sheng shook his head and said with a little cunning, "I discovered it myself."

"Last time in the lounge of Japan Airlines, you were watching the game on TV, and you were so engrossed in watching the game, your whole body was bursting with pink bubbles, I guessed it."

Qin Sheng's expression was like that of a child who had peeped into an adult's secret. He owed something, but it wasn't very annoying.

If Tang Yili didn't care about work, she might really want to argue with Qin Sheng.

But she can't get her spirits up for a day now.

Tang Yili took the room card, swiped open the elevator door, and said goodnight to Qin Sheng.

"I still want to go to the factory tomorrow to find out the reason. You are busy with your work, so don't—"

"See you tomorrow."

Qin Sheng interrupted her involuntarily, and rubbed Tang Yili's head unconsciously.

"I'll pick you up at ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

(End of this chapter)