It took almost eleven hours to fly from Beishi to Milan. After getting off the plane, Tang Yili estimated that Xun Lang and the others had not only arrived. It was already early morning in Thailand, and Xun Lang must have fallen asleep.
She held her cell phone and hesitated for a moment, then suddenly heard the news of the arrival of luggage on the radio. Tang Yili finally decided not to disturb Xun Lang and went to pick up the luggage first.
Night has just fallen at Milan's Malpensa Airport. The entire hall is brightly lit and there is a constant stream of people speaking various languages. This is very different from the trip to Nagoya.
A sense of drifting 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 were in Italian. Tang Yili struggled to translate them into English before he could identify the east, west, northwest.
When Tang Yili was stumbling to find his way, at this time, among the people picking him up at the airport, a word of Chinese was like a light breaking through the darkness, which made people happy.
Tang Yili looked up and found Qin Sheng coming to pick him up.
Although he could easily get his itinerary from Wang Jian, Tang Yili did not expect that as Party A's father, Qin Sheng would come in person.
Qin Sheng had seen her a long time ago, wearing a casual light-colored suit and a pair of white sneakers, walking among the Europeans. Qin Sheng's facial features were still very durable, with peach blossom eyes, a high bridge of nose, and slightly thin lips.
On the upper body, there is also a natural lip, and the mouth is raised upward unconsciously.
Friendly and dazzling is his trademark.
"I'm sorry, it's because the 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 so sorry."
Qin Sheng was truly apologetic, and he had no intention of questioning the quality of the fabric.
Tang Yili: "Now that we are here, the three of us will sit down and confirm what the problem is. It is our problem. I will definitely provide fabrics again. If your construction period is delayed, Fengtang is also willing to bear the compensation."
"But this premise must really be our problem."
Ding is Ding, Mao is Mao.
Tang Yili's attitude made Qin Sheng slightly surprised.
Unexpectedly, Tang Yili was so young and so principled that she would dare to take the blame when encountering problems; she would also dare to resolutely throw the blame away for problems that were not her own.
It doesn't make people feel too soft and irresponsible, nor does it make people feel that it is too hard to turn.
The balance between this 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 got in the car and started 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.
Despite this, Tang Yili still felt a little tired.
In the past day, she took an exam, flew a long distance, and read professional articles on the color fastness of fabrics on the way. At this time, her head was already dizzy, and she was holding her breath with a sense of unwillingness to admit defeat.
After arriving at the factory, Tang Yili put on protective clothing and followed Qin Sheng and the staff into the dusty workshop.
Despite his Asian appearance, Qin Sheng stood in front of a group of white employees, but he was extremely cold and sharp, completely different from what Tang Yili saw of him.
Qin Sheng asked someone to bring a sample, and after looking at it, it was passed to Tang Yili. Through the resin goggles, Tang Yili could not smell the smell, but he could clearly feel the deterioration of the fabric.
It was originally a khaki color with a metallic luster, but now it looks like a wilting yellow vegetable leaf, completely lifeless.
"It shouldn't be like this." Tang Yili asked the factory owner in English, "Is this our fabric?"
The factory owner's name was Raymond, a blond old man with blue eyes. He seemed to have been prepared for it. He turned around and took out the customs clearance documents from his subordinates and said arrogantly.
"This has been shipped thousands of miles from your factory. We got it, and it faded like this in a few days. How can we cut it?"
"Jared wants to blame us, but we don't want to pay for other people's mistakes."
Therefore, their factory went a step further and directly found Fengtang Group.
Tang Yili could completely feel the other party's unreasonableness and contempt. They were a foundry in the fashion capital and had the say in world fashion. What they looked down upon was not only Tang Yili's black-haired and dark-eyed identity, but also her age.
Denial of experience.
When Europeans look at 20-year-old Tang Yili, they think she is only fifteen or sixteen years old.
Raymond grinned and asked Tang Yili: "Did your boss just send a little girl here?"
Tang Yili smiled indifferently: "I am the boss."
"I hope you can feel that our company attaches great importance to this matter."
There is no need to hide the shock of Raymond and his men, as if they had swallowed eggs raw.
They never expected that Tang Yili, who seemed to be underage, would actually be the boss.
"you……"
I've been waiting for a long time, but you haven't come up with anything.
Qin Sheng suggested that they go to the place where the fabrics are stored. The group walked from the production workshop through an isolation buffer zone and headed towards the warehouse.
There are large shelves in the warehouse, with rows of cloth rolls, twenty centimeters thick and two meters long, each wrapped in a black velvet cover, with the Fontang Group's logo on the packaging.
Along the way, Tang Yili was observing the humidity, sunshine, and 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 helpless, Raymond's attitude became even more arrogant and he asked angrily: "The boss of Fengtang came in person and didn't find our problem. Does this mean that the problem doesn't exist here at all?"
Tang Yili had nothing to say.
Qin Sheng glanced at Raymond coldly. Raymond was not afraid of others, but he was still afraid of his own sponsor.
Raymond finally shut up.
Qin Sheng switched to Chinese and spoke softly and calmly: "You just got off the plane and have stayed up for so long. Why not take a rest first and come back tomorrow."
There was no countermeasure for the moment, and working with Raymond did not solve the problem.
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. A huge suitcase with a silver metallic sheen, Qin Sheng held it in his hand and said with a smile.
"I heard from Secretary Wang that you were originally going to Thailand for fun. If it weren't for me, you would be alone in the ocean with your boyfriend now. But now you are here in a factory. Will you scold me in your heart?"
Tang Yili laughed tiredly: "Yes."
Qin Sheng laughed accordingly.
"Is your boyfriend that swimmer named Xun Lang?"
Tang Yili didn't expect that Qin Sheng even knew this, so he looked sideways and said, "Did Secretary Wang tell 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 it that pink bubbles appeared all over your body. I guessed it."
Qin Sheng's expression was like that of a child who had peeped into an adult's secret. He was owed, but not very annoying.
If Tang Yili hadn't been concerned about work, he might have really wanted to quarrel with Qin Sheng.
But now she can't cheer up for a day.
Tang Yili took the room card, opened the elevator door, and said good night to Qin Sheng.
"I want to go to the factory tomorrow to find out the reason. You are busy with your business, there is no need to--"
"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."