Mu Yichen finished two cigarettes before turning his head to look at Jing Feng: "Is Helian Hao all right?"
"Last night I was so busy that only after all of you had left did I realize my elbow was in so much pain that I couldn’t move it!"
Helian Hao was a very careful person, but even he could have such insensitive moments.
"Let’s go, there’s a meeting to attend later."
After hearing this, Mu Yichen threw away the cigarette butt he was holding and turned around to open the car door and get in.
Jing Feng followed behind him, and the two left the residential complex one after the other.
By the time Qin Mu emerged from their place, it was already ten in the morning. She went back to take a shower, change her clothes, and get ready for lunch.
"Qinqin, the dress factory has delivered Miss Helian’s wedding gown."
Just as she was about to blow-dry her hair, Xiaomei knocked on the door. Qin Mu instinctively tied her hair up again, acknowledged with an okay, and briskly went out the door.
Upon going downstairs, she saw the garment factory’s workshop director sitting in their reception area drinking tea.
Dressed in a simple black pants and white shirt, he put down the teacup and stood up to greet her as she approached, looking cool and composed.
"Director Zhao, long time no see, please sit down!"
Qin Mu settled into the sofa, sitting opposite the man. She noticed Director Zhao seemed hesitant and somewhat awkward, prompting her to give him an extra glance.
It was not usual for the workshop director to personally deliver clothes.
"Director Zhao, is there something you would like to say to me?"
"It’s , our garment factory is upgrading to new machinery, so we might not be able to cooperate with Miss Qin for the time being."
Qin Mu, sitting on the sofa, and Xiaomei, standing beside her, both were momentarily stunned.
"Yes, our factory hasn’t updated its machines for some years, and as you know, some machines have a lifespan."
"But if these machines are being replaced, shouldn’t it be done in batches? It shouldn’t disrupt work."
"The owner wants to replace them all at once this time."
"I see, go ahead and replace them then. It’s for making better garments in the future."
"Actually... we might not be able to cooperate with Miss Qin anymore in the future."
Only then did Qin Mu have to face the issue seriously. After he left, she stood at the door, her brow unconsciously furrowed.
Director Zhao gave the reason that the garments they were making for her were too few and too demanding, and now they had another client who needed them to produce in large batches, so they decided to let her go.
"How could he do this? They haven’t even finished our order from last month, always dragging their feet, and now they dare to terminate the contract with us."
Qin Mu didn’t speak, only turned and went back inside.
The fact that Director Zhao came with the penalty fee and the contract suggested that this matter wasn’t that simple.
Qin Mu had intended to open their own garment factory in a few years, and in the meantime, cooperate with other factories. But with today’s termination by this factory, even if they found another one...
After returning to the office, she called Paris. Jian Yan nodded after listening to her idea, but then proposed, "Don’t you want to use your own name?"
She didn’t mind continuing to use Jian Yan’s name because her achievements today couldn’t be separated from Jian Yan’s guidance and support.
"I have a suggestion for you! When you open the garment factory, use the name ’AM’, and naturally, you can use this name when you open your fashion store."
"But why change it to ’AM’?"
"You only know that it’s Mu Yi’s hotel, but you don’t know the origin of the hotel’s name."
"Admiration! He’s confessing to you in front of the whole world!"
For a full thirty seconds, Qin Mu couldn’t utter a word, just feeling her heart trapped like it was caught in a claw machine.
She thought the two letters looked nice enough, but she truly hadn’t realized they carried that meaning.
"Although you’re from Rongcheng, you’re new here. Since you have that kind of relationship with him, it should be easiest to conquer the world using his fame."
After putting down the phone, Qin Mu sat on the sofa for a long time, contemplating her future, but she didn’t want to use those two letters.
It wasn’t until Mu Yichen arrived to pick her up in the evening that he found everyone in the studio was there, and they were all working.
He suddenly realized that their desks had all been replaced with sewing machines.
Regardless of gender, every member inside was earnestly working.
The scraps of fabric on the table, the professional cutting tools, the scene was messy yet professional at a glance.
Qin Mu was upstairs, intently working on Helian Hao’s wedding dress. The white gown was fitted on a mannequin, as she held a needle and thread, sewing on layer upon layer of pearls onto the gauzy fabric.