While admiring Bai Ruoqiao for always having so many wonderful ideas, he hurried back to the meeting and rearranged the booth.
It’s a pity that it’s too late to prepare a mannequin now, so I can only learn to match the clothes.
Some are shameless and would even go to Bai Ruoqiao for advice.
Bai Ruoqiao did not refuse and helped with some guidance. Suddenly the entire exhibition area was transformed.
This year, thanks to the emergence of Yayun Clothing, the clothing in the garment area is no longer as monotonous as in previous years.
Especially after the fashion competition began, major factories racked their brains to design many beautiful clothes. Now it seems like a hundred flowers are blooming.
Section Chief Cheng was a little confused about why Bai Ruoqiao was helping them set up the exhibition.
Now we are all in competition.
Bai Ruoqiao expressed a different opinion on this. "If we want to sell clothes, we must first attract as many customers as possible. If the entire area can be bright enough to attract a steady stream of customers, wouldn't it be beneficial to us? Or do you have no confidence in our clothes?"
"How is that possible!" Section Chief Cheng immediately denied.
After walking around the entire area, he felt that no one else could compare to theirs.
After thinking about it, he nodded with some sudden realization, "Yes, my thinking is narrow-minded. Just like you said before, healthy competition can better promote development, right?"
Bai Ruoqiao nodded with a smile, "That's right."
Of course, she also had another purpose in doing this, which was to attract attention and create topics.
There will be reporters filming the entire exhibition, and there will also be interview sessions.
The clothing section will surely become the most beautiful scenery of the year and will definitely occupy a place in the newspaper.
At that time, reporters will definitely randomly select a few exhibition areas to interview.
Qingyang Textile Factory is willing to help other competitors without considering their own interests, so some people will naturally reciprocate.
The reporters will certainly ask about the clothing display and other issues that have not been reported in the past, and at that time, some of these people will mention Qingyang Textile Factory.
That would bring new topics to the textile factory, positive ones at that.
After all, Qingyang Textile Factory has been praised many times by the higher-ups for playing a leading role, so it must firmly grasp this leading position.
She wants to make Yayun Clothing the big brother among Chinese clothing brands and turn it into an inseparable sentiment for people in the future.
The day before the exhibition started, Zhao Sihai finally arrived with the team.
However, although he arrived late, the booth had already been set up by the previous team.
Bai Ruoqiao also went over to take a look.
The booth of Qingyang Machinery Factory was arranged very rigorously. The main person in charge was Director Xu, who led the team personally, which showed how much importance they attached to this exhibition.
Not only him, there were also two researchers who came with Zhao Sihai.
Bai Ruoqiao didn't know him, so she guessed that he should be an assistant assigned to him by his superiors.
In addition, there were always two workers following him, but Bai Ruoqiao judged from their temperament and aura that they might be soldiers sent to protect him.
Bai Ruoqiao had just stood in the crowd for a while when Zhao Sihai's eyes were fixed on her accurately.
She smiled at him.
Zhao Sihai turned around and said something to the person next to him.
The other person also looked up at her, then glanced around, as if to make sure there was no danger, and then nodded slightly.
Then Zhao Sihai brought the other party towards Bai Ruoqiao.
Hearing the curious discussions around him, Bai Ruoqiao took the initiative to walk out of the crowd and greet them, then quickly said, "Don't worry about me, just do your thing first."
Zhao Sihai chuckled, "Everything here needs to be prepared, but I'm not there yet. What about you?"
"Me too. Why don't we find a place to sit down and chat?" she said, glancing at the man who was sizing her up.
Then he couldn't help but take another look. He always felt that this man was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where the familiarity was.
Instead, the man took the initiative to introduce himself, "Little sister, long time no see."
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