Han Dong laughed and said, "You have such great skills, do you still need to learn from me? You’re really flattering me."
"Not at all, the way you’ve designed your store is really creative. It’s truly impressive." Wu Dafu genuinely complimented him, wondering why he hadn’t thought of starting a small physical store himself. On one hand, it could sell high-priced boutique clothing, and on the other, it could keep up with fashion trends. What a brilliant idea!
Han Dong waved his hand, "This was not my doing; it was arranged by the manager of my branch, Sun Chan. Come on, let me introduce you to President Wu."
Sun Chan was feeling nervous inside, but she didn’t show it on her face. She smiled and said, "I’ve heard so much about you."
"Ah! You are the branch manager?" Wu Qiong looked at Sun Chan in shock. "How could you have such skills? Han Dong, why are you helping her ?"
Hearing this, her father was annoyed, truly not understanding the etiquette! He glared at his daughter, "What nonsense are you talking about? Why can’t she open a store? I really like the sketches she drew; she is talented."
"But she’s still a student! Besides, when she participated in competitions at school, her rankings were not as good as mine." Wu Qiong said this while glancing at Han Dong, trying to show off her abilities. Since you can use Sun Chan, why not use me?
Wu Dafu replied, "That’s because the school catered to you! Otherwise, do you really think you could be better than her? Foreigners love her clothes; they’ve sold well. If you have the talent, design some pieces to sell overseas too!"
The last time his daughter designed clothing samples, she won first prize. Wu Dafu was quite pleased, but after looking at the sketches, he knew it was only because she was his daughter that she won. There was nothing innovative.
Later, Wu Qiong pushed Wu Dafu to produce the designs and tried to sell them with photos, but only a few people bought them. Eventually, they ended up being cast aside. He had heard that the outfit Sun Chan won an award for at school was selling well in the market.
So the school rankings must be incorrect.
"She draws good sketches." Sun Chan smiled, "In the company of others, there’s always something to learn. I’m not the best, but if the opportunity arises, I’d love to learn from others."
Wu Qiong wanted to mock a bit more, but seeing her father’s warning look, she just said, "It’s nothing. Let’s work hard together."
Han Dong constantly smiled while listening but didn’t speak. Thinking to himself, Wu Qiong truly seemed quite competitive. But what qualification does she have to be competitive? Her talent is mediocre, and her personality isn’t good either, increasingly annoying. Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn ɴovelfire.net
"Alright, let’s go, let’s eat, and discuss things slowly," Wu Dafu said with a smile.
The four of them left together, and once outside, Wu Qiong immediately followed Han Dong, while Wu Dafu walked alongside Sun Chan.
Wu Qiong was eager to get close to Han Dong, smiling as she said, "Congratulations, my dad said your business is doing very well this year. I wonder how much money you’ve made?"
"Nothing much, we’re just starting out and haven’t seen much benefit yet," Han Dong said with a smile. What a fool, asking such questions!
"Really? The way you appear, you seem to want to be the number one in our city!"
Han Dong chuckled and waved his hand, "Of course not, with the gem your father already is, I’m merely playing around. Just having a bit of fun."
"It’s quite alright, actually. My dad said you’re very impressive. In three or five decades, you might be just like him, right?" She said joyfully. Hearing him admit he was not as good as her father, Wu Qiong felt quite satisfied.
"To receive such compliments from a big-time figure like your father, I’m really surprised." Han Dong laughed sarcastically.
Wu Qiong couldn’t discern his sarcasm and grew closer to Han Dong.
Wu Dafu watched her clinging onto Han Dong, speaking so thoughtlessly, and furrowed his brow in anger, "My daughter is really inconsiderate, causing you quite a bit of trouble. Please don’t blame her."
"Why would I? She’s quite lively, but we don’t interact much usually." Sun Chan smiled.
"You’re not very fond of such socializing, are you?"
"Yes, but the boss says it’s beneficial for me. Do you think I’m quite dull?"
Wu Dafu seriously replied, "Not at all, I think you’re very good. Grounded and capable, with a bright future ahead. I’ve been in the business world for many years now, and I’ve learned well what everyone’s mindset is. I really prefer collaborating with someone like you."
Sun Chan smiled but didn’t say anything.
Wu Dafu shifted the topic to clothing. He asked Sun Chan if she had any new inspirations.
"The season is about to change. Do you have any idea how to design new clothing styles?"
Sun Chan replied, "I’m thinking about it too. Look at the street fashion that these girls wear. Isn’t it nice?"
"Yes, now that living conditions have improved, people are naturally more willing to dress up. However, there’s still a gap in clothing for middle-aged and older people; it’s not that they don’t like dressing up, but there are few clothes that suit their preferences available in the market."
Sun Chan nodded, "Yes, you reminded me. I’ll think about it."
Wu Dafu wanted to invite Sun Chan to come to his company, but the words were swallowed before he spoke them. No need to ask; it’s bound to be impossible, as the relationship between them isn’t something that money can sever.
The four arrived at the restaurant and ordered a table full of dishes. Wu Dafu then started chatting with Han Dong. They discussed strategic collaborations and the like, but Han Dong was like an eel, always slipping away, making it impossible to probe any further. Wu Dafu was also similar in this way, and therefore at the dining table, they were able to talk and laugh harmoniously.
Meanwhile, Wu Qiong decided to warn Sun Chan. She spoke softly, "You should best stay away from Han Dong. He’s only helping you because you came from the village and have a difficult family situation, out of pity. Nothing more. If you’re thinking Han Dong cares for you and you have any ideas because of that, let go sooner rather than later."
Sun Chan was eating shrimp, her chopsticks paused for a moment, and then she glanced at Wu Qiong, "I’m married, and if I remember correctly, you attended my wedding. Did you forget about that?"
Wu Qiong was taken aback, right, how could she forget that!
"If you’re married, why are you still so close to Han Dong?"
"Because we are superiors and also partners."
"Do you really have no other motives? He’s quite handsome and talented!"
"Of course not," Sun Chan said, "I don’t understand your meaning."
Actually, Sun Chan understood her meaning well. Wasn’t it just that she fancied Han Dong and feared someone else might take her spot? However, she’s destined for disappointment. Han Dong might not necessarily accept her.
What kind of person Han Dong likes, Sun Chan doesn’t know, but he definitely wouldn’t like her.
But this matter doesn’t concern her, so Sun Chan won’t say much.