Chapter Ninety-Four: Silk
"Yu Ling, what kind of fabric do you want?" Although she doesn't like to touch the things in her father's company, she has also heard about it and knows a thing or two.
"Otherwise, I'll take you to see it! It's not far anyway! Xu Na pulled Yu Ling, got on the maglev flying car, and arrived at the textile factory half an hour later.
As soon as she arrived at the place, Xu Na showed her identity and smoothly took Yu Ling in.
As soon as Xu Na entered the finished product showroom, someone recognized her.
"Miss Xu?" A man of about forty years of age looked at her in shock.
Didn't this eldest lady never pay attention to the chairman's career? The chairman wants her to take over her own company, and this eldest lady doesn't want to touch it yet. So you're here today?
"Uncle Chen." Xu Na was also surprised when she met her father's only male secretary.
This Uncle Chen is terrible, her father has changed one beautiful female secretary after another, but Uncle Chen, who has been with her father for more than ten years, has never left.
If it weren't for the fact that her father has changed one woman after another over the years, and secretly gave birth to several illegitimate children, she would have wondered if the person her father really likes is actually Uncle Chen.
"Why are you here? Could it be that my dad is also there? "She didn't really want to see him.
"No, I'm just here to inspect the work for your father." Uncle Chen smiled, looking at Xu Na as if he had seen the sun coming out of the west, "It's you, Miss, why did you come here?" ”
"I'm going to take a look with my friend, and she's looking for some fabric." Xu Na pulled Yu Ling, "Yu Ling, what kind of fabric do you want?" We're definitely the most complete on the planet Denoa. Whatever you like, you just take it! ”
Uncle Chen couldn't help but laugh when he heard the eldest lady's affirmation of the textile factory.
"Yes, what this young lady wants, I can introduce it to you."
"I wanted a light, soft-coloured fabric, preferably pure white or grayish, matte white."
Uncle Chen looked at Yu Ling seriously, but he didn't expect that she, a teenager, really knew how to make fabrics.
Uncle Chen thought for a while, found a piece of cloth in a handful, and said, "This kind of cloth is newly produced by us here, and it has not been officially sold outside, this young lady does not meet your requirements?" ”
When Yu Ling saw it, his eyes lit up, and the fabric in Uncle Chen's hand was extremely similar to the silk cloth he had seen in Lanxing.
Light as silkworm wings, as thin as morning mist.
Silk cloth can also be called silver carved cloth or high-gloss white canvas, with a compact texture, smooth and flat, and soft color.
The material she sees now is bright, flexible and shiny, with a high density of grains, and there are hardly any holes to be seen. Exactly what she needs right now!
Yu Ling said a few things, one of which Uncle Chen found exactly what she wanted, and a few that were not particularly wishful, but could also be used as a replacement to replace the fabric she had seen in Lanxing.
"Uncle Chen, do you have silk threads here?"
Uncle Chen smiled and said, "That's naturally there." ”
Uncle Chen asked people to find silk threads of various colors.
But Yu Ling was not particularly satisfied, most of the colors on it were bright, and there was no feeling she wanted.
Yu Ling prefers the classical color that is pure but not gaudy, gray but not dirty. For example, azure, twilight purple, fog blue, and the east is white at dawn......
"Uncle Chen, can you customize the color, thickness, color, etc. of the silk threads here?"