The romance is full of ambiguity, the prince is flirting privately and desires

Chapter 57 For Love

As a result, among a bunch of miscellaneous information, I actually saw the news that they were supplying goods to Jiang's high-end clothing brand.

As their long-term, stable, high-quality customer, it shouldn't be difficult for Jiang Zhihuai to get two bottles of the new clothing material they developed to play with, right?

What was more difficult was how she should ask Jiang Zhihuai about this.

Especially since she might have said something she shouldn't have said in front of him last night...

Wen Si glanced at the time displayed on the phone screen irritably.

It is now 10:18 AM Moroccan time, and there are still about thirty-four hours until the show tomorrow evening at 8 PM.

The studio is located in Paris. It takes four hours to fly directly to Morocco, and then nine hours to get to the production team's base, which takes thirteen hours.

Not to mention that they also have to communicate, get the other party to agree to ship the goods to them, contact the fastest logistics, and test the actual use effect of this material after the goods arrive...

time does not wait.

Wen Si simply can't afford to waste time.

He simply gritted his teeth and said to Zhao Shuwan, "From now on, let's divide the work and cooperate with each other, okay?"

"I'll be in charge of getting the materials, and you can just focus on your design and complete all the preparations. This way, neither of us will be delayed. Once the materials arrive, all we have to do is make the garment."

Seeing her confident look, Zhao Shuwan guessed that she must have found a channel to purchase clothing materials.

Without asking any more questions, he just nodded firmly and said, "Well, this is the safest way."

After saying that, she dived into the tent and focused on her design.

Wen Si took a deep breath and dialed Jiang Zhihuai's number.

Because of the eight-hour time difference, Jiang Zhihuai was woken up by the buzzing sound of his cell phone in his sleep.

He fumbled with his phone, too sleepy to even open his eyes to check the caller ID, and said angrily, "Hello? Who is this?"

Wen Si knew that it was impolite to call at this time and disturb someone's sleep, but she didn't care about it anymore and said straight to the point: "It's me, Wen Si."

The moment the familiar cold female voice came from the receiver, Jiang Zhihuai thought he was dreaming.

He hurriedly opened his eyes and confirmed the caller ID.

Because it was too unbelievable, he raised his hand without hesitation and gave himself a big fight.

After the pain came, he woke up in a second, climbed out of the bed on tiptoe, walked out of the room, and asked her with a smile in his voice: "Why did you call me at this time? Did you miss me?"

Wen Si: “…”

She was stumped by the question.

Come to think of it, there's a sense of utilitarianism in trying to please him just to get his help.

Even if she says she doesn't want to, after hurting his heart, she still shamelessly asks him for help. Then what's the difference between her and a heartless scumbag?
Wen Si hesitated for a long time before finally replying: "Meditation."

Jiang Zhihuai: “…”

“That’s where the difficulty comes in,” he said.

He had already seen through it, so Wen Si was no longer shy and told him in brief and shocking words how her and Zhao Shuwan's designs had been stolen, and said she wanted to ask him for help to buy a few cans of new clothing materials.

Jiang Zhihuai was eager for her to trouble him a little more, and he agreed readily: "Of course, I can, but you overestimated the speed of foreign logistics."

"They don't even know how many days it will take to receive the goods when they shop online in their own country, let alone international express delivery."

"By the time you receive the goods in the Sahara Desert, George and Wen Yu will probably have returned from Paris Fashion Week with your works."

Wen Si: “…”

Wow, I was careless!
She was about to ask if she could pay extra to have the other party send it by express, but Jiang Zhihuai had already proposed a solution: "How about this, I'll find someone to fly to Paris overnight, go to the studio to get the clothing materials you mentioned, and then go straight to the airport and fly to Morocco."

"This is the only way to ensure that the goods are delivered 100% in the shortest time. What do you think?" Wen Si was just asking for help. He was willing to help so thoroughly. She was so grateful that she didn't dare to be picky.
He nodded quickly and said, "That's fine too."

"So, is this a deal?"

"Ah."

……

After hanging up the phone, Wen Si finally felt relieved and hurried to the tent to share the good news with Zhao Shuwan.

And the other side.

Jiang Zhihuai went straight to the villa next to the love cottage, woke up Director Li who was sleeping, and asked for leave.

Another phone call woke Ding Yan up from his sleep, and the caller told him in a terrifying tone: "Book me a flight to Paris, the sooner the better, I'm going on a business trip."

Ding Yan was suddenly called to work in the middle of the night: "Ah? Why? Aren't you filming a dating show? Why are you suddenly going to Paris?"

Jiang Zhihuai smiled sweetly: "For love."

Are you kidding? How could he give up such a great opportunity to show himself in front of her?

And Ding Yan: "..."

Sometimes, he really wanted to call the police.

……

After staying up all night again, Zhao Shuwan successfully designed a new series of ready-to-wear clothes.

The accessories and makeup were all done in a mess.

After the previous lesson, she and Wen Si would not even leave the tent unless it was necessary, let alone go back to the hotel to catch up on some sleep!
Even if we want to leave, we both have to take turns.

The same goes for sleeping.

Looking at her dark circles that were heavier than a panda's, Wen Si, who had just woken up from a nap, said, "When you're done, lie down and take a nap. I'll be watching you here. I'll wake you up when the clothing materials are delivered."

Zhao Shuwan uttered a "hmm", then fell asleep on the table.

Wen Si was keeping an eye on the messages sent by Jiang Zhihuai while scrolling through his phone out of boredom.

The person Jiang Zhihuai was looking for was very dedicated. Less than half an hour after she finished the call, she received a message from Jiang Zhihuai about her itinerary: [Departed. [Rose][Rose][Rose]]

Ten hours later.

Jiang Zhihuai: [We’ve arrived in Paris. [Turn around][Turn around][Turn around]]

Another two hours later.

Jiang Zhihuai: [I have got the clothing materials. Next stop is Morocco! [Struggle][Struggle][Struggle]]

……

Now, he had already got off the plane from Paris to Morocco, and was taking a car to the station of the program crew with clothing materials.

This efficiency is so high that even Wen Si, the boss, can't help but sigh in his heart: How else can they achieve listing? They have so many talented people under them!
At twelve o'clock noon, Wen Si, who was sitting in the tent eating a box lunch with Zhao Shuwan, received another message from Jiang Zhihuai.

This time there were only two very short words.

Jiang Zhihuai: [Come out.]

Wen Si: [???]

Wen Si: [!!!]

Wen Si: [Has the person delivering the clothing materials arrived? Ask him to wait a moment, I'll get them right away! ]

(End of this chapter)