Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

"What? He wants to make this deal with foreigners?" Xiong Miao was surprised and shocked.

"According to the information I got, it's true." Zhan Zifeng didn't move forward, but kept a step away from her, saying serious words.

"That's why I want to take over the business of producing this batch of clothes. First, I want your and Dai Sisi's designs to be completely domestic, without any foreign factors. Second, as I just said, I want to borrow this time Opportunity, ease the relationship with Zhan Yeling. In this way, it will not only benefit me, but also harmless to you."

Hearing what Zhan Zifeng said, Xiong Miao was completely drawn into it.

She felt that Zhan Zifeng was right.

Zhan Yeling couldn't be allowed to cooperate with foreigners, after all, the clothes he designed were completely domestic in style, and the traditional craft fabrics with a long history in China—Huzhou fabrics were used!

If it is produced by a foreign manufacturer, it may be considered a product of foreigners at that time.

What a waste!

Seeing that Xiong Miao was lost in thought, Zhan Zifeng knew that Xiong Miao was moved.

He said again: "I won't force you, you should think about it carefully. The contract is in Su Mumu's hands. If you understand it, just take the contract to Zhan Yeling and sign it. I'll wait for your news..."

After finishing speaking, Zhan Zifeng turned around and left.

Xiong Miao stood alone in the aisle on the second floor of the mall, completely dazed.

Zhan Zifeng said too much today, and she didn't have time to digest it.

But there is one thing Zhan Zifeng said that she agrees with. That is the design and processing this time, and there must be no participation of foreigners.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to tell whether this domestic culture came from domestic or foreign sources.

"Hey, meow, why are you in a daze!"

Suddenly, someone jumped out and hit her on the shoulder.

Xiong Miao regained consciousness in shock and saw Su Mumu's playful face.

She came back rationally in an instant, pinched Su Mumu's face with both hands and tugged: "You damn girl, why did you betray me again, huh?"

"It hurts, it hurts, let go..." Su Mumu begged for mercy bitterly.

Only then did Xiong Miao let her go, but she still didn't calm down: "What's the matter with you? What benefit did Zhan Zifeng give you this time?"

Su Mumu pouted and rubbed her cheeks, and said aggrievedly: "Well, he didn't do me any favors. It's just that I think he is too handsome, sunny and handsome, completely different from Zhan Yeling's handsome Yes. Although Zhan Yeling is handsome, he is too cold. When he sees him, it seems that the surroundings are frozen. But Zhan Zifeng is different. His modest and warm temperament is like the sunshine in spring, which makes people feel cold. Comfortable and eye-catching..."

While Su Mumu was talking, she was still holding hands, in a nympho.

"So, you are a nympho? You agreed to everything he said?" Xiong Miao gave her a contemptuous look.

"Well, the brothers want to reconcile, and it's just a cooperation. If Zhan Yeling gives the production rights to anyone, it's the production of clothing. Why can't he give it to Zhan Zifeng?" Su Mumu always thinks of the best.

Xiong Miao reached out to her: "Take out the things."

"What?" Su Mumu was puzzled.

"Contract!" Xiong Miao reminded.

"Oh, here..." Su Mumu came to his senses, quickly took out the contract from his backpack, and put his hands in Xiong Miao's.

Xiong Miao flipped through the contract.

Su Mumu whispered in her ear: "If you want me to say, your Zhan Yeling misunderstood Zhan Zifeng too much, Zhan Zifeng is such a good person..."