Chapter 113: This Strange Encounter
Lin Xiamo frowned.
"Are you sure there's no way?"
The laundry owner shook his head.
"I really have no choice here, I can't wash such a high-grade thing, but it will completely destroy this fabric of yours."
Lin Xiamo's eyes were filled with disappointment for a moment.
When the boss saw her like this, he felt a little unbearable.
"However, I know where the workshop for this garment is."
Lin Xiamo's eyes lit up.
"Where?"
The boss thought for a while, and when he was sure that he was right, he said: "If I remember correctly, this workshop is called "transliteration", it is very famous, but because the price is relatively expensive, in fact, the audience is relatively narrow, but I have seen only such a workshop that makes this kind of fabric. ”
Lin Xiamo's eyes looked at the boss brightly.
Boss At this time, even if this person is Lin Xiamo, she is also in a state of immunity, after all, she really can't help at this time.
"I don't know where this workshop is, but I heard that there is such a workshop, but ordinary people like me don't usually need this kind of fabric, so naturally I don't know much about it, and that's all I can help you with."
Lin Xiamo's eyes were a little disappointed for a while, but she still nodded.
"Thank you."
Lin Xiamo walked out of the door of the laundry, holding her clothes in her arms, and she couldn't help but feel a little depressed.
Song Yi'an handed over his tissue at this time.
"Here's for you."
"Ian, why are you here?"
Song Yi'an pursed his lips, Lin Xiamo took the tissue in his hand, and inadvertently touched his hand, Song Yi'an's face turned red imperceptibly.
"I know where the workshop the boss said."
Lin Xiamo was in good spirits for a moment.
"Really? Where is it? ”
Song Yi'an looked at Lin Xiamo's happy appearance, and inadvertently had a little smile on his face.
"Really, I've seen where other people have made clothes."
And this other person, what Song Yi'an didn't say was that this person was Tang Yingfei, Song Yi'an thought of Tang Yingfei's eyes flashed with gloom, and he was a little puzzled now that who was the person who had torn the costume, it was obvious that that person was not Tang Yingfei.
Lin Xiamo didn't notice Song Yi'an's appearance, but was extremely excited.
"Ian, can we go now?"
Song Yi'an nodded and said, "Okay, the distance is still quite far, let's go to the train, it will be there soon." ”
Lin Xiamo nodded, and then seemed to suddenly remember: "Yi'an, haven't you been working lately?" ”
Song Yi'an knew that she was worried about his work, and Song Yi'an shook his head.
"No, I've been taking a break lately."
What Song Yi'an didn't tell her was that the entire crew had slowed down the filming progress because of Lin Xiamo's matter, and Tang Yingfei's role itself was less, so Tang Yingfei was almost completely in a state of rest, and Song Yi'an took advantage of this time to run out.
Lin Xiamo nodded, and the two of them quickly bought tickets and boarded the train.
On the other side, Mu Beichen sat in his chair, looking at the mobile phone photo sent by the assistant, and his brows furrowed deeply.
"Mr. Mu, this is the minutes of the next meeting."
Mu Beichen stood up suddenly, and ordered in an unkind tone: "The meeting has been canceled, and the company has rotated in recent days." ”
The assistant looked at the tall figure of Mu Beichen leaving, and was stunned, how could there be such a thing as "rotation"?
Lin Xiamo got off the train, and what he saw was a large area of green, and the environment here was really good.
Lin Xiamo took a deep breath and felt that she was about to be resurrected with full blood.
Song Yi'an's hand was behind his back, holding a small flower he had just picked up, although it was not big, but it looked very beautiful, Song Yi'an unconsciously felt that this word was very compatible with Lin Xiamo, he looked at Lin Xiamo's movements and smiled.
"You look like you like it here."
Lin Xiamo turned his head and glanced at Song Yi'an, and then smiled.
"Yes, I think it's really beautiful here, I will come here to retire when I'm old, the air here is easy to forget all your worries."
Song Yi'an pursed his lips, the flowers in his hands became tighter and tighter, and when he was about to say something, he saw a man's hand around Lin Xiamo's waist.
"I'm with you."
Lin Xiamo was stunned for a moment, and suddenly turned her head and saw Mu Beichen, her eyes were full of surprise for a moment.
"Why are you here?"
Mu Beichen sighed and pretended to be very decadent.
"No way, my girlfriend won't tell me anything, what can I do?"
Lin Xiamo was a little embarrassed now.
"That, Ah Chen, I didn't mean to."
Mu Beichen touched her head.
"I know you didn't mean it, it's just, don't hide this kind of thing from me in the future, huh?"
Lin Xiamo's face became more and more red, and she even forgot to ask why Mu Beichen came here, so she just nodded.
Song Yi'an, who was behind the two of them, pursed his lips and threw the words he had just picked up in his hand to the ground, without saying a word.
At this time, Lin Xiamo finally remembered Song Yi'an's existence and turned his head to look at Song Yi'an.
"Ian, do you remember the road?"
Song Yi'an woke up from his thoughts and nodded.
"Remember, follow me."
Lin Xiamo nodded, she took Mu Beichen's hand, and the two of them followed behind Song Yi'an.
On the contrary, Mu Beichen looked at Song Yi'an's face was a little unpleasant, mixed with some doubts.
The three of them arrived near a courtyard that looked very quaint, Mu Beichen frowned, walked forward and shook the door for two days.
"No one?"
Song Yi'an frowned and said in a low voice: "Their working hours are very special, and when others come here, they can only see if luck can meet the time when they open the door."
Mu Beichen frowned, and when he was about to say something, Lin Xiamo had already spoken: "In that case, we will guard here." ”
Song Yi'an nodded and answered Lin Xiamo's question very actively.
"Okay, I'll go buy water."
After Song Yi'an finished speaking, without waiting for Lin Xiamo to react, he walked out, looking very familiar with the terrain here.
Mu Beichen squinted his eyes as he looked at his back as he walked away, not knowing what he was thinking.
Song Yi'an soon returned, holding three bottles of water in his hand and handing them to the two of them.