Xia Lan was taken aback, but Chu Xiaolan, who was standing to the side, was not surprised.
"This is the factory my dad owns."
Chen Hua scratched his head sheepishly.
Xia Lan blinked. He runs a processing plant right next to his father's factory.
Openly stealing his father's business?
These two, father and son, are also remarkable people.
The gatekeeper didn't even see Chen Hua. Chen Hua took Xia Lan to visit his father's clothing store. Xia Lan looked at the scale of the place and nodded in satisfaction.
This is the scale and equipment a large factory should have.
They're even producing fabric.
"What are you doing here again, you brat?"
A middle-aged man walked over, and upon seeing Chen Hua, he reacted as if he had swallowed a bomb, reaching out and slapping Chen Hua on the back of the head.
"Dad, if you hit me again, I'll go home right now and tell Mom."
Chen Hua gritted his teeth and roared back.
"Also, this is your son, my client, who came to look at the fabric!"
Chen Hua pointed at Xia Lan and angrily said to his father.
"..."
The man, who had just been irritable, immediately straightened his suit and extended his hand to Xia Lan.
"I'm sorry, I was too forward just now! I'm the factory manager of this garment factory, my name is Chen Hao."
"Hello, Director Chen, my name is Xia Lan."
Xia Lan reached out and shook his hand, nodded three times, and then withdrew her hand.
Chen Hao was taken aback and glanced at Xia Lan.
"Then my son will show you around the factory. I have other things to do, so I'll be leaving now!"
Chen Hao smiled at Xia Lan.
"You brat, treat him well."
He turned to Chen Hua and became aggressive.
"Do you even need to tell me? If you have something to do, then get out of here!"
Chen Hua glared at Chen Hao, telling him to leave quickly.
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