It was almost four in the afternoon when Jiang Xiaobai woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he noticed the clothes covering him; it was Xiao Qian's jacket.
"What time is it now?"
Looking at the sun in the sky, Jiang Xiaobai could tell it was late.
"It's four o'clock," Xiao Qian said with a smile. "You slept for almost two hours."
"Why didn't you wake me up?" Jiang Xiaobai stood up, stretched a bit, and quickly cleared his head.
Xiao Qian replied, "You were sleeping so soundly, why wake you up? It's not like we have anything urgent. Oh, by the way, I sold another eight pieces of clothing while you were asleep."
Jiang Xiaobai said, "Looks like we need to send the new designs to Wang Zhiqiang and have them go into production quickly."
Xiao Qian said, "Is there such a rush? We just ordered a set of two this time; it will be a while before we sell them all."
