"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 like this 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.