Gu Chun, a graduate of a prestigious university and a designer at a top apparel company, died unexpectedly during a bus robbery. She transmigrated into the body of an 18-year-old girl, also named G...
"Oh, isn't there a big customer from Hong Kong? I'm responsible for introducing him to that piece of cloth number two. Now what should I do?"
Gu Chun was also worried for her: "Didn't the number two cloth just arrive yesterday? Can your colleagues explain it?"
"They don't understand, so I'm the one who gets to take the training for that new piece of cloth."
"Hey, don't you know how to do it? We talked about it yesterday, and I think you know more than me. You can go for me."
Gu Chun was about to shake his hands and said, "No, no, that's your factory's cloth. How can I steal the show? She's your big customer. If something goes wrong, you'll lose money."
"Oh, there's no time. Go ahead and don't worry about it. I can't bear it anymore."
She ran away after she finished speaking. Gu Chun stood there with his mouth twitching. Is it really that casual?
Seeing that the big guy and his group were about to come over, she had to hurry to the next stall.
Colleagues at the Shencheng Textile Factory were relieved: "Gu Chun, it's great that you're here. We really didn't know how to explain that. If we had known earlier, we would have asked Sister Liu yesterday."
"Alright, alright, you're all crying. I'll talk to you later."
What could Gu Chun do? She could only go ahead with it.
The boss came over, his aura was two meters and eighty.
Gu Chun narrowed his eyes. The bald director of Jiang Province was actually following him and flattering him.
After listening to the introduction of his colleagues from Shencheng Textile Factory, the boss saw the newly produced No. 2 cloth and looked at Gu Chun, who was about to speak.
"Hey, girl, why are you here? Aren't you from the North City Garment Factory? What are you doing here causing trouble?"