Meng Zhen had two sweet dimples on the corners of her lips as she greeted the people from the other team.
She wore a white Chanel classic jacket today, with a black tube top underneath and black wide-leg pants.
Her long wavy hair was held back with an amber clip, with a lock of hair left on one side of her cheek.
Accessorize with pearl earrings and the same pearl clavicle chain.
The overall shape weakens the girlish feeling and adds a bit of elegance and femininity.
In the other team, except for Aowei, everyone else looked at her with amazement.
Especially Andrew.
"Hello again, Jenny."
Andrew raised the corners of his lips slightly and extended his hand towards Meng Zhen again.
Jason looked at his son suspiciously. It was rare for him to be so proactive towards a girl.
Meng Zhen could only smile and shake hands with Andrew.
His eyes inadvertently glanced at the girl beside him, and his eyebrows raised slightly: It was the white man who insulted China yesterday.
Ao Wei and Meng Zhen's eyes met.
In an instant, the blue eyes trembled violently!
How could that be?
How is that possible?!
This woman was clearly wearing her work uniform from the clothing store yesterday!
How did he suddenly become the founder and designer of a clothing factory today?
One of her dreams is to become a fashion designer and establish her own brand.
And this Chinese woman is so young and yet she has all of this!
Impossible, she didn't believe it!
It must be this woman’s trick to get close to Andrew!
While Meng Zhen was talking to other members of the team, Ao Wei leaned close to Jason's ear and said,
He quietly reminded: "Uncle, this is the Chinese woman I mentioned to you yesterday."
"I saw her in a clothing store wearing a saleswoman's uniform."
"What designer would sell his own clothes?"
"Besides, she doesn't look very old. I really don't believe she can manage a factory and design clothes..."
Aowei's words made Jason's expression slightly frown, and he looked at Meng Zhen with a little more inquiry.
Andrew is Jason's only son and will be the successor of the huge business group in the future.
He has high hopes for his son.
And just now, his son's attitude towards that woman and his joyful look at reunion...
This is clearly the beginning of a man becoming interested in a woman!
No, even if that woman is really the owner and designer of the garment factory, she is not worthy of his son.
And what Ao Wei said is not without reason.
Since that woman knew Ye Shen, she naturally knew their family background and the huge business empire behind them.
Maybe he really has the intention of clinging to someone else.
And getting the garment factory to cooperate with them is the first step to climbing up the ladder!
When Meng Zhen shook hands with Andrew,
Jason's mind was already full of thoughts.
There are so many garment factories in China, and Ye Shen’s is not his only choice.
Since you are here today, just go through the motions.
Having made up his mind, Jason's enthusiasm towards Ye Shen faded.
Ye Shen took Jason and his group to visit the factory.
Jason had made up his mind and was not very serious during the tour.
His eyes were always focused on his son and Meng Zhen.
Andrew pestered Meng Zhen and kept asking all kinds of questions.
The other party was a partner, so Meng Zhen could only answer patiently.
It looked like the two people were having a pleasant conversation, even a little intimate.
Jason felt more certain of himself.
The assistant who was traveling with me found this factory very interesting.
The production workshop is highly standardized, and all schedules are in both Chinese and English.
This was the first garment factory they had visited.
And the assistant carefully reviewed the production schedule and workshop management procedures.
Whether it is inventory management or quality inspection management, it can basically be aligned with the standards in the United States.
The assistant whispered to Jason what he had observed.
Jason then turned his attention to the factory.
After thinking for a moment, he called out to Meng Zhen, "Miss Jenny."
"What advantages do you think your garment factory has compared to other garment factories in China?"
"Why should we choose to cooperate with you?"
The previous question is normal.
If you think carefully about the latter question, you can detect the unfriendliness hidden behind it.
Meng Zhen was able to keenly sense the change in the other person's emotions at the first moment.
At first I was enthusiastic, but now...
She glanced at Aowei, who was standing next to her with a smug look on her face, hoping that she would make a fool of herself.
I probably know why Jason's attitude changed.
Ye Shen thought Meng Zhen was going to speak Chinese, so he whispered in her ear, "Don't be nervous, speak slowly, I'll help you translate."
Meng Zhen winked at him.
Before Ye Shen could react to the meaning of this look, he heard her answer in fluent English:
“We really don’t have an advantage in terms of price.”
"But our factory has high production standards and can definitely complete orders with guaranteed quality and quantity."
"To achieve this, all the garment-making equipment in the factory is imported from abroad to maximize production capacity and efficiency."
"According to our investigation, there are very few garment factories in China that have such advanced equipment."
"Not only that, we have also formulated detailed systems and standards to strictly control every production link to ensure the quality of the products leaving the factory."
Having said that, Meng Zhen paused. After talking about the advantages, he also had to make his position clear.
Don't rush to lick the other person.
Although the other party is an internationally renowned brand, there are many well-known brands in the world.
She continued:
"In addition, we are implementing bilingual management, and we will definitely be the first factory in China to achieve international standards in the future."
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