"Ye Yun, is this your doing?"
Yang Qinglin seemed to realize something and suddenly glared at Ye Yun with sharp eyes.
Ye Yun shrugged, looking innocent. "Director Yang, you are wrongly accusing me. The clothes belong to your Qingshan Garment Factory. How can you blame an outsider like me?"
"you……"
Yang Qinglin's face turned pale, but he couldn't think of the right words to scold her.
There were problems with a large number of pants, so it was impossible that Ye Yun had hired someone to mess things up, which meant that there was indeed a problem with the cropped pants.
But he made them all according to Ye Yun's samples.
Liu Wan personally went to Bingge Clothing Store to unpack the cropped pants. The size and materials were exactly the same as the samples in the clothing store. So how could something go wrong?
Yang Qinglin couldn't figure it out, and looked at Ye Yun with suspicion again.
Just happened to meet Ye Yun's playful eyes.
Suddenly he looked stunned.
Yes!
If he followed the sample every step of the way, then the problem must be with the sample!
"Ye, Yun, you...you are really great!" Yang Qinglin gritted his teeth, with such a cold look in his eyes that he wished he could skin Ye Yun alive.
Ye Yun is so innocent.
"No way, no way, Director Yang, what does the problem with your own product have to do with me?" Ye Yun sneered, turned around and shouted at the crowd of people making trouble outside: "Everyone come and see! Yang Qinglin, the director of Qingshan Garment Factory, is here with me! I am in Baiyun Garment Factory. There was a problem with his cropped pants, but he actually wanted to blame us. How shameless! Come and ask him to return the money!!"
Defeat magic with magic!
Throwing a tantrum isn't pretty, but it's effective!
A loud voice rang out amidst the clamor for the return of money, and the crowd clamoring for a refund suddenly became as quiet as a chicken.
Then someone in the crowd shouted, "Yang Qinglin is there!"
Someone raised his hand and pointed at Yang Qinglin.
All of a sudden, a crowd of people clamoring for their money back rushed over here, rushing towards Yang Qinglin.
“Give me back!”
"Director Yang! These are the pants from your Qingshan Garment Factory! You have such a bad heart! Give me back my money!"
"If you don't return the money, don't even think about leaving here safely today!"
The mood of the crowd was very high.
The state of the masses is not easy to mess with.
The crowd blocked the door tightly and surrounded Yang Qinglin in three layers inside and outside. Not even a fly could fly past Yang Qinglin.
Ye Yun had already cleverly hidden in the corner.
Chen Zhenxing was stunned.
Standing on a chair, holding a bucket, and clutching a brush dripping with lime water in his hand, he stared blankly at Yang Qinglin who was being besieged below, with a look of confusion on his face.
The lime water is dripping.
He blinked his confused eyes.
What is the situation of this sudden change? What happened?
"Director Chen, come here quickly!" Seeing that Chen Zhenxing was still standing on the chair, Ye Yun was afraid that the crowd rushing in would accidentally hurt him, so she shouted clearly.
Chen Zhenxing quickly came back to his senses.
Seeing Ye Yun waving at him with a smile, he nodded and said, "I'm coming right up, right up!"
There was only a small piece of white ash left in the corner, and Chen Zhenxing was reluctant to leave it there. He quickly finished painting, jumped off the chair, and hid in Ye Yun's corner with the bucket and brush.
"Boss Ye, what's going on?" He pointed at Yang Qinglin with a look of surprise.
Ye Yun pursed her lips and smiled, "Can't you see that? There's something wrong with the clothes at Qingshan Garment Factory! Someone wanted to show off to us, but before they could even start showing off, their backyard caught fire!"
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