"Dongcheng?" Xiaofeng’s eyebrows curved, "We’re already at the doorstep, how could we not meet?"
"Miss Su, hello, I am Chaoyang, from Dongcheng. I have a classmate in Haicheng, who can’t stop praising your family’s products, so I developed an interest in collaborating," the visitor said, his long legs slender, his figure erect, his expression wooden, his skin noticeably dark.
"Hello Mr. Chaoyang," Xiaofeng stood up, "It is very welcome of you to come all this way. May I know which of our products caught your eye, and how do you intend to collaborate?"
An introduction could certainly happen.
As long as the reputation is good, there will only be more partners knocking on the door.
If the other party wants to talk about collaboration, visiting the workshop is inevitable.
Chaoyang glanced at the other person, and he had to admit, based solely on appearance, the other party was indeed not bad, especially her skin, which was very fine.
But Young Master Gu was not a superficial person; he couldn’t just like someone for their looks—there must be something else about this woman that Young Master Gu liked.
Indeed, the man before her, Mr. Chaoyang, was actually Men Chao.
Xu Xuezi had tasked him to deal with Su Xiaofeng, dealing with Su Xiaofeng herself was not a problem. The problem was the backing of Young Master Gu behind her.
So, taking advantage of Young Master Gu’s absence, he personally came to meet her.
The Xu Family’s competitor was the Gu Family; pinpointing Young Master Gu’s Achilles’ heel was tantamount to finding his weakness.
For this weakness, he came personally.
As for Miss Xu’s thoughts, he didn’t care for them at all.
Xiaofeng smiled at the other person, "I do know some people in Haicheng, may I ask what your friend does? I should thank him later for referring a client to me."
"He’s a manager of a department store, no thanks are necessary. Business is all about mutual benefit," Chaoyang swiftly changed the subject: "Your production line is too small still; if I put in my order, your production line might not be able to handle it."
"Mr. Chaoyang, are you planning to place a large order?"
"I had that intention initially, but now it seems that even if I do, you might not be able to deliver on time. Let’s start with five thousand boxes, can you ship them within a month?"
"Of course, we can," Xiaofeng laughed, "You really underestimate our production capacity, which is quite adequate for now."
"Only through small collaborations can we achieve bigger ones, let’s start small," Chaoyang hadn’t really planned on a large collaboration; he just came to meet Su Xiaofeng.
"I feel like Mr. Chaoyang isn’t sincerely here for collaboration," Xiaofeng’s lips curled into a smirk, "At least, that’s how it seems to me."
"Then tell me, if I’m not here to collaborate, what am I here for?" Chaoyang met Xiaofeng’s smirking eyes, surprised by her astute perception.
"Perhaps just fulfilling someone’s request to check, or maybe you have another agenda."
"Miss Su, I only knew Miss Su was a capable woman, I didn’t expect Su Xiaofeng to also be a fortune teller. Then do tell, what is my purpose?" Chaoyang was not in a hurry, happy to interact with her for a bit longer.
"Your aura is impressive, your eyes lack the shrewdness of a businessman, but have the sharpness of a soldier; and you seldom joke, with a wooden expression—either you have intentionally disguised yourself, or it’s just your nature," Xiaofeng mused with a light smile, "Mr. Chaoyang surely isn’t here specially because I am a woman and pregnant, to personally look after my business."
Chaoyang met Xiaofeng’s self-mocking smile, and with one glance, he actually found her very beautiful.
Yes, just beautiful, without any adornment.