"Sister Ranran, even though you're about to move to Beishi and won't be able to manage this business, the designs are still yours. Without your designs, our clothes wouldn't sell this well. I'm just putting in the labor."
Jiang Ran looked disapprovingly at Xia Qiufang. "What do you mean by just putting in the labor? If you weren't skilled, how could you manage to make the clothes based on the designs? If it were just about labor, could you just pull someone off the street and have them make clothes?"
"But..."
Before Xia Qiufang could say more, Jiang Ran waved her hand, "Qiufang, are you unwilling to take over this shop? If you really don't want to, then I can only look for someone else."
"It's not that I don't want to," Xia Qiufang hurriedly said. "I just think I can manage the shop's business like before. It doesn't necessarily have to be as you said..."
