Chu Xiaolan was unable to calm down for a long time, but with Xia Lan's comforting words, she finally calmed down.

"Are you really going to buy my pants?"

Chu Xiaolan desperately wanted an answer.

Her eyes were red, and for the first time, she felt that someone could understand her.

"Yes, I really like it! And it's very beautiful!"

Xia Lan affirmed.

"I can do it! I can do it! I..."

Chu Xiaolan raised her voice, wishing she could swear an oath to Xia Lan.

"Okay, don't be nervous, but can you manage by yourself? I need it within seven days."

Xia Lan looked at Chu Xiaolan, who wanted to say she could, but in reality, the chances were slim.

"Perhaps... unlikely."

Chu Xiaolan pursed her lips; it would have taken her more than seven days to make a pair of pants herself.

Xia Lan patted Chu Xiaolan on the shoulder.

"You can make your pants, and then find a factory to make them for you!"

Xia Lan gave Chu Xiaolan some advice.

Chu Xiaolan's eyes lit up. That's right! She was really stupid; there was a factory right next door.

Why not just find a factory?

"Come on, I'll take you to the factory first!"

Chu Xiaolan smiled and led Xia Lan through the alley to an iron gate.

"Brother Yang, it's me, Xiao Lan!"

Chu Xiaolan smiled and stepped forward at the tightly closed factory gate opposite her.

"Xiao Lan, what brings you back today?"

The gatekeeper sat in his recliner, leisurely basking in the sun.

Xia Lan looked at him and saw that he was living a pretty good life!

"Did you bring a friend today?"

The gatekeeper was surprised to see Xia Lan following behind Chu Xiaolan.