Zhou Xueyin couldn't understand for the life of her why this happened. She provided the style, gave the dimensions, and sent the mock-ups, so they just needed to take it all to the factory, make it, and that should have been that. How could they possibly send back such a thing?
The box indeed had an opening on the side, but the pattern on the top was all stretched and distorted. Xiaowu really had nothing but mush for brains!
"Shanbao, let's find a printer to mass-produce the boxes ourselves, I have zero confidence in leaving it to them!" Zhou Xueyin said, showing the laughable box to everyone.
"No way! Such talent!" Everyone passed around the side-opening, print-distorted box, and without exception, everyone burst into hearty laughter, "Anyone who's learned a bit about design-related skills would never produce something like this! Pure talent!"