Lu Guowei looked at the box, then at her, and leaned back on the chair, his momentum instantly rising.
"My eldest niece, you are letting my uncle make a mistake."
"Then I'll give it to my sister-in-law personally when I visit her home."
Of course, Jian Yuelan couldn't let him make a mistake. He laughed and took back the box and stuffed it into his bag. He muttered while stuffing it, "It's not a valuable item, it's just a scarf that I embroidered, and I went to the thread with it."
Hearing this was like complaining to an elder close to him, Lu Guowei felt very good.
"Is it really just embroidery?"
"If not, I'll give you a gift worth ten thousand or eight thousand yuan."
As she spoke, she opened the box, took out the scarf and unfolded it, "Take a good look at it. Is this thing valuable enough for you to make a mistake?"
Lu Guowei suddenly became energetic, got up from his chair and came over to look at the embroidery on the scarf.
Jian Yuelan's embroidery skills are well-known among Ancheng's team circles, especially the two embroidery pieces she gave to foreign friends, which were highly praised by foreign friends.
It also really makes them look good.
How many people were interested in her embroidery, but Lin Yuanchao hid her so tightly that even if they wanted to talk to her and buy a piece of embroidery, they would not be able to find a way.
Now this famous embroiderer has embroidered a scarf for his wife, and he has to take a closer look.
After seeing it, he swallowed, touched it carefully with his fingertips, and then said in a loud voice, "Your embroidery skills are really amazing, the flowers you embroider are just like the real ones."
"Is this silk?"
"Um."
Jian Yuelan nodded, "I'm looking for the Hangzhou silk that Brother Lin bought at the Friendship Store."
"Your name is Brother Lin Yuanchao?"
Lu Guowei raised his head and looked at her with a strange expression.
Jian Yuelan said, "Yes, he asked me to call him brother."
As soon as these words came out, Lu Guowei suddenly became happy.
"Good fellow, eldest niece, you have forced me to grow up in Lao Lin for a whole generation."
"Uncle, are you and Brother Lin friends of the same generation?"
"No."
Lu Guowei couldn't help but said, "Put it away, put it away. I accepted this scarf for my wife."
"Put away what?"
Suddenly, a strange male voice came from the door. The two of them turned around at the same time, and a man about forty years old walked in.
Lu Guowei smiled when he saw the visitor and said, "Lao Wu is here. Let me introduce you. This is my eldest niece Jian Yuelan."
"Xiao Jian, this is Wu Cheng, the deputy director in charge of production at the Red Star Garment Factory. You can just call me uncle."
"Hello, Uncle Wu."
Jian Yuelan obeyed and called, Wu Cheng frowned and replied hello, then said to Lu Guowei, "I seem to have heard the name of our eldest niece somewhere."
Jian Yuelan, "???"
That can't be true, she probably isn't that famous.
Facts have proved that she is really that famous, at least in Hongxing Garment Factory.
"It must sound familiar. She drew the designs for several best-selling clothing models in our factory before. The embroidery she gave to two foreign friends last year was also made by her."
Wu Cheng's eyes suddenly lit up, "I just said why it sounds so familiar to me. I've been doing this for a long time and she is our eldest niece."
He was also a man who was good at dealing with people and sophistication. Wen Sheng and Jian Yue Lan exchanged pleasantries.
One characteristic of people with high emotional intelligence is that they have a good sense of proportion when communicating with others.
Neither excessive enthusiasm will make people feel uncomfortable, nor will it give people a sense of alienation that is difficult to resolve.
Instead, it gives you a sense of comfort like a spring breeze, which makes people trust you without even realizing it.
This requires a person who is ignorant of worldly affairs and does not know the sufferings of the world. When talking to such a person, it is easy to be tricked and betrayed.
But Jian Yuelan is a person who has lived two lives after all. Even if her IQ and EQ are not good enough, she cannot stand up to a group of elders in her family who have seen the world and survived the flames of war.
Being taught by such a group of elders can make even a fool become somewhat clever.
Therefore, in the small talk with Wu Cheng, it seemed that he was controlling the rhythm of the entire conversation, but in fact, he did not find out any important information.
Looking at the little girl in front of him who was answering questions fluently, with a bright smile and sincere eyes, Wu Cheng sighed in his heart, turned to Lu Guowei and said, "Our eldest niece is a smart person."
Lu Guowei, who was watching the two people's greetings, glanced at Jian Yuelan, who was smiling but did not answer anything, and said with a smile, "You deserve it, you look down on me."
You think the little girl is young and easy to bully, right?
I don't even know how the little girl can catch the eyes of the two elders if she is really that simple.
It is even more impossible to marry into such a family.
"By the way, you came to see me for something?"
"It really does."
Wu Cheng nodded and said rather annoyed, "There was something wrong with the previous batch of clothes."
"what is the problem?"
Lu Guowei's face suddenly became serious, "Is it serious?"
"The pattern and fabric were all wrong, and the clothes were made too big."
Lu Guowei became angry when he heard this, "Wucheng, you, a person in charge of production, how could you make such a simple mistake? Everything from plate making to fabric to production went wrong. You, you... you ask me to tell you what you are good at."
"My fault."
Wu Cheng lowered his head and admitted his mistake, "Now that it has happened, I accept the punishment."
"What I want is not for you to accept punishment, but for you to come up with ways to solve the problem."
Wu Cheng remained silent for a long time.
Lu Guowei realized that there was no solution.
He inhaled and inhaled again, telling himself to calm down. It had already happened. There was no point in getting angry. He needed to calm down and solve the problem.
After doing some mental construction for himself, he calmly said, "Take me to see the clothes."
See if there is any way to save it.
When passing by Jian Yuelan, he said -
"Xiao Jian, you come with us."
Jian Yuelan wanted to ask her what she was doing, but she swallowed the words as soon as they reached her lips and followed her in silence.
Ten minutes later, the three of them arrived at the production workshop.
At this time, the production workshop was in a panic, with whispers everywhere, some crying, some roaring - it was a mess.
Lu Guowei ignored the panicked crowd, quickly walked through the crowd to the center point, and said in a deep voice, "Everyone be quiet."
The factory director is here.
Everyone who saw Lu Guowei's arrival seemed to have found a backbone and started chatting away.
"Director, this is not a problem of our garment production team. We all make it according to the pattern."
This sounds like what a garment worker said.
"That's not our problem. We cut the pattern according to the drawings."
This is the person in charge of pattern making.
The people in the design department quit and didn't want to refute, "What does this have to do with us? The drawings we gave are obviously correct."
"You fart, there's obviously something wrong with your drawing."
"You're just farting. Our pattern is fine. You must have made a mistake when making the pattern..."
When no one wanted to take responsibility, the heads of three departments with different divisions of labor quarreled.
The quarrel was so heated that no one could persuade me, and they seemed to insist on fighting over the outcome and throwing the blame away.
Lu Guowei and the others didn't say anything either, just watching them quarreling in silence.
But Jian Yuelan saw the veins on their foreheads bouncing happily and the clenched fists with exposed veins.
This is the rhythm of rage.
The person in charge who is quarreling is in bad luck. When a problem occurs, they do not want to work together to solve the problem, but instead each shirks the blame and refuses to assume their own responsibilities. No leader will be happy about this.