"Mom, don't worry, tell me first, when are they arriving in Jing City?" Tang Yue handed over a cup of tea.
'Knock'
A knock on the door sounded, and Mo Xiaolin hadn't finished speaking when she suddenly stopped.
"Mom, wait a second." Tang Yue got up to open the door, and Peng Yufei, Xin Jiar, and Sun Qing, three people, arrived.
"We're not late, are we?" Xin Jiar scratched her short hair, saying apologetically.
"No, come in." Tang Yue stepped aside to let them in.
Xin Jiar anxiously said: "This is a design I made."
After returning yesterday, Xin Jiar really admired Tang Yue. She didn't underestimate Tang Yue for being young or just a freshman; after all, she is a designer for two clothing factories.
And those clothes, they all sold very well.
Xin Jiar became even more determined to follow Tang Yue closely in work, so today, she was extraordinarily eager.
