Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 662
An Yan suddenly felt like a villain who was sowing discord.

She didn't expect that Gu Shiyuan was quite honest with her mother and confessed everything about him to her mother early on.

"But... the relationship between the members of the Si family seems a bit complicated. Mr. Gu and Si Yejing are now one, and there are too many dangerous factors around him."

An Yan no longer concealed her worries, and looked at Bai Yuxin worriedly: "If you can, mom, you'd better stay away from this Mr. Gu, otherwise I will be really worried."

"I know you are worried about my safety, but don't worry."

Bai Yuxin refilled An Yan's tea with a gentle but firm smile: "Mr. Gu and I are just friends, and my mother also has a sense of propriety in our dealings with him."

"Ok."

Bai Yuxin knew everything, and it was too late for An Yan to say anything.

She could only put away her worries and told Bai Yuxin again: "You should be careful in everything. If Mr. Gu invites you out again, it is best to go to a safe place with many people."

"Well, I listen to you."

Bai Yuxin was a little touched. This was her daughter's filial piety towards her. As a mother, she naturally understood it.

But her daughter obviously had a bad impression of Gu Shiyuan, which made her a little worried.

Bai Yuxin patted the back of An Yan's hand with a gentle smile: "A long journey will tell you a horse's power, and time will tell you a person's heart. If you get along with him for a long time, you will find that Mr. Gu is not a bad person."

An Yan nodded silently, noncommittal in her heart.

The boundaries between good guys and bad guys are not that clear to begin with.

She didn't really care whether Gu Shiyuan was a good person or a bad person.

What she is really worried about is the safety of her mother Bai Yuxin.

But...that's all she could say.

If it goes on to arouse Bai Yuxin's resentment and she continues to defend Gu Shiyuan wholeheartedly, it will be self-defeating.

After thinking about this, An Yan stopped worrying and settled the matter happily.

Although An Yan was wary of Gu Shiyuan, the business dealings between Yu Fei and Chengtai were still there, and she had more contact with Gu Shiyuan.

Gu Shiyuan is a very capable person. He is personally involved in many things in the company. An Yan and he often meet in the reception rooms of the two companies.

And his attitude towards Yu Fei has always been extremely tolerant.

An Yan had just finished handling a lot of work that day, and Manager Wu from the business department came again.

"Mr. An, this batch of goods is made according to the dimensions reported by Chengtai, but now Chengtai insists that the size of our finished products is wrong, saying that the size error is too large, and wants us to rework it."

Manager Wu has a very strong working ability, but he is seriously dissatisfied with Chengtai's fault-finding.

"How much is the error?"

In the fashion design industry, such questions are very common, so An Yan asked directly.

Manager Wu was indignant: "Two centimeters."

"Two centimeters? Bring the thing over and let me take a look."

"Well, I brought the things."

Manager Wu obviously came well prepared and quickly placed the design draft and finished product in front of An Yan.

An Yan casually picked up the soft ruler and measured them one by one, her face gradually becoming serious.The error in the finished hem is indeed two centimeters, but the error in the elbow and neckline is 2.5 centimeters.

According to the regulations of the clothing industry, the error of finished clothing is between 1-3 centimeters, which is within the normal range.

But for a company like Chengtai, which is engaged in high-quality foreign trade business, a two-centimeter error is the difference between high-quality products and defective products. If it really gets into the hands of customers, it will seriously affect Chengtai's brand value.

An Yan thought about the details in the contract and made the decision without hesitation.

"There's nothing to say about this. Let's do it again."

"Redo it? This, this is just a few millimeters off..."

Manager Wu gestured with his thumb and index finger, in disbelief.

Mr. An carefully measured the size. Mr. An was strict, but would anyone really buy clothes and go home and measure them bit by bit with a ruler against the size chart?
Manager Wu was reluctant.

"Mr. An, the worst we can do is rework it. If we do it again, the cost will be too high..."

"The high cost is also a mistake we made ourselves. Why should our customers bear the consequences for us?"

An Yan frowned and glanced at Manager Wu, her black and white eyes were businesslike and cold.

"An error of a few millimeters is also an error, and this batch of ready-made clothes is high-end boutique clothing. The fabric has no elasticity. If the error is more than two centimeters, the wearing experience for customers will be completely different. In the previous contract we signed with Chengtai, Chengtai's standards We just accept errors within 1.5 centimeters. Regardless of Chengtai’s opinion, we must redo these garments."

An Yan bluntly dismissed Manager Wu's luck, and Manager Wu was a little dumbfounded.

"Mr. An, everything you said makes sense, but can't we just rework it?"

You must know that no matter whether the cost of redoing is high or not, the person responsible will definitely be responsible in the end.

Manager Wu has a good relationship with the design department and the quality control department. He doesn't want to make it too ugly, otherwise other departments will not cooperate well in the future, and their business department will also have difficulty doing it.

An Yan took a deep breath, suppressed her anger, handed the finished clothes to Manager Wu, and asked, "What do you think will be the consequences of reworking such high-end fabrics?"

An Yan's tone was not harsh, but her whole aura had been tempered for a long time, and her cold eyes had a sense of oppression without anger or authority.

Manager Wu did not dare to reject it anymore. When he took a closer look at the fabric of the ready-made garment, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"This...I'm sorry, Mr. An, I was confused. I will notify all departments to redo it right now!"

The fabric of this finished garment is a hard silk surface, and the reworked fabric will definitely leave needle holes and wrinkles that cannot be rebounded.

When the time comes to hand it over to Chengtai, that will be the real sign of success!
Manager Wu took the clothes and left convinced.

As soon as he walked out of the president's office, his cell phone rang.

Manager Wu picked up the answer, and the Chengtai business department manager who was furious with him before had completely changed his tone, becoming gentle and patient.

"Manager Wu, I have thought about what happened before. If we redo it, you will suffer too much loss. How about this, we will still accept the goods as usual, and you will give in on the price. We will export them as ordinary finished products, and you will redo them. What do you think if we pay the original price for a batch of high-end boutique garments?"

……

How about it?This is great!
No matter how much you compromise on the price, this is better than leaving a batch of scraps after redoing it!
Manager Wu felt like he was in a dream, and even had an unreal feeling like going back to the day he signed the contract.

What kind of magical order is this big order from Chengtai? The signing was smooth and even the cooperation was so considerate and considerate.

Manager Wu has never experienced this kind of care from customers in Zongheng Business Department for so many years!

(End of this chapter)