As long as Shen Fanyin was not around, Jing Zeheng seemed to feel that laughing was unnecessary.

He frowned slightly and asked Cao Guan, "What about Sanskrit?"

Cao Guan replied, "Miss is still in the store."

"Have you eaten?"

"No, I'll get off the plane and come straight here."

Jing Zeheng glanced at him, and the meaning of his eyes was unclear.

He didn't say anything more, crossed the threshold, and disappeared behind the door.

On the other side, Cheng Ye parked the car and trotted over and asked Cao Guan, "Where is Miss's hotel?" I haven't booked a hotel for my boss yet."

"Case Hotel, but haven't checked in yet."

"That's good," Cheng Ye breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll contact them and leave two next to each other."

"Hmm."

Cheng Ye wiped his sweat and complained: "Can you be more reliable next time, how can you still be accepted by the young lady?" Don't you know, the boss heard that the young lady ran out by herself, and her face was cold...... I almost caught a cold."

Cao Guan didn't want to talk about this topic anymore.

Cheng Ye continued: "Brother, do you know how difficult it is to determine the route of a private jet within half an hour, you don't know about it, and the person who killed me directly......

Cao Guan: "Next time, I'll try not to get my phone collected."

The two of them didn't deliberately lower their voices when they spoke, and Nie Bao'er could hear them clearly.

He, sure enough, is Jing Zeheng.

Real people are much more handsome than photos.

Nie Bao'er bit her lower lip lightly, her eyes turned slightly, and she already had a plan in her heart.

What was going on outside, the people inside the door didn't know.

Mr. Zhai was immersed in the world of silk, and he also dragged Shen Fanyin in by the way.

When the old man finally said that he was a little tired, he turned around and saw that there was a big man in his living room.

"Brother?"

Shen Fanyin's eyes lit up slightly: "You're really here."

Jing Zeheng had already drunk a whole cup of tea, and when he saw that she finally noticed him, he said, "I arrived eighteen minutes ago." qs

Shen Fanyin glanced at Zhai Niannian, who was red-eared and full of excitement on the side, with a slightly weak heart.

It's a bit tricky.

She could only ignore Zhai Niannian's P fan as much as possible, walked to Jing Zeheng's side, and smiled brightly at him: "Thank you for your hard work."

Jing Zeheng let out a noncommittal "um", looking at her with dissatisfaction in his eyes.

I don't know if he's complaining that she's running away, or if he's complaining that she's been noticing him for so long.

Shen Fanyin blinked his eyes and asked as if nothing was wrong, "You came to Qingcheng just to find me?"

"Or else?" Jing Zeheng took a sip of tea, "I thought, three days may not be enough time for you to visit the silk factories here, and I don't feel at ease if you are out alone for too long, so I came over."

He said it explicitly, and Shen Fanyin's cheeks unconsciously burned slightly.

On the side, Zhai Niannian tugged at Su Mu's sleeve, and it was difficult to hide his excitement in his deliberately soft voice: "Sister Su, this is true, right? This p can't be fake, right? Can you tell me the truth?"

Su Mu licked his lips and pondered for a while before learning Shen Fanyin's words and saying, "Nian Nian, you are not young, you must learn to feel the truth of the matter with your heart."

Zhai Niannian reacted this time, his eyes lit up like a two-hundred-watt light bulb, staring at Shen Fanyin and Jing Zeheng without blinking.

This p, she's snorting!

Shen Fanyin felt the scorching gaze behind him, and helplessly held his forehead.

She cleared her throat, leaned over and tugged at Jing Zeheng's sleeve, and said softly, "Then if you don't have anything else, why don't you accompany me to the next factory to have a look?" The only thing left here is to pick up the goods, just let Mu Mu and Brother Cao stay."

Su Mu couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Was she just abandoned?

Shen Fanyin said so, Jing Zeheng naturally wouldn't linger here at Su Mu.

He stood up, turned his hand slightly, and wrapped Shen Fanyin's small hand in the palm of his hand.

"Let's go, but we have to have lunch first."

"Okay."

"Hey, wait!"

Mr. Zhai suddenly stood up and interrupted their progress.

Shen Fanyin looked at him in wonder, "What's wrong?"

Mr. Zhai frowned at her, his eyes full of dissatisfaction: "Girl, what factory are you going to go to?" Didn't I sell you all the goods here?"

Shen Fanyin nodded: "Yes, but you don't have the silk fabric I need most now."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Mr. Zhai raised his chin slightly: "How can there be material that I don't have here? It's just me here, and I don't have it anywhere else!"

In this regard, Mr. Zhai is quite confident.

Shen Fanyin looked at him and said seriously, "I want plain silk, without any patterns."

Mr. Zhai: "......"

Shen Fanyin: "Do you have one here?"

Mr. Zhai's eyes flickered, he cleared his throat a little embarrassed, and his voice was a little weak: "This, this kind of material with no technical content, what am I doing with it when I am idle?"

Shen Fanyin shrugged: "Although there is no technical content, I just need it, so I'm going to buy materials."

She only has less than half a month, and this matter is really urgent.

She wanted to leave, but Mr. Zhai stopped her again.

"I'm really in a hurry." Shen Fanyin frowned slightly and said, "I didn't lie to you."

"I know you're in a hurry," Mr. Zhai raised his chin slightly, sat back in his chair, and crossed Erlang's legs, "but no matter how anxious you are, you can't just look around like a headless fly, right?" When the quality of the material is not good, there will be no place for you to cry."

Shen Fanyin looked at him and said sincerely, "So don't stop me, let me go early and choose quickly, so as not to delay my serious business."

Mr. Zhai took a sip of tea, and the old god said, "Plain weave material, what color do you want? I'll do it for you now."

"Mr. Zhai, I need thirty-five zhang, three days later at the latest, are you sure you can weave it?"

If the fabric here is fully mechanically woven, then Shen Fanyin is not worried about whether this construction period will be difficult.

Mr. Zhai is here......

"Two days, I promise you to take it away." Mr. Zhai said, "I'm not here to make your money, I just don't want you to be cheated by those guys."

Mr. Zhai's expression was calm, and there was no calculation in his eyes when he looked at Shen Fanyin.

Thirty-five zhang cloth, how much can he earn?

There is really no need to cheat Shen Fanyin for this little money.

Shen Fanyin thought about it, but was still a little skeptical: "Really?"

Mr. Zhai swore an oath: "I swear by the hair of Old Ghost Nie!"

Shen Fanyin turned around and left: "You're busy, I'll leave first!"

"Hey! Come back, come back! That's what I'll say! What are you excited about?"

Mr. Zhai looked at Shen Fanyin sourly.

It's a good hob meat, but it's a pity that it's someone else's apprentice.

He's sour.

Shen Fanyin stopped and looked at Mr. Zhai with a strained face: "My affairs can't be delayed, there can't be any accidents, don't fool me."

"I don't lie to you," Mr. Zhai stood up, "Come here, you pick the color, and I'll start working."