The qipao master is a very serious man, nearly sixty years old, with some graying hair and a few wrinkles. He doesn't really care about maintaining his appearance; he only focuses on his craftsmanship.
Qin Mu nodded, "I'll talk to them about this, and since we don't need so many qipaos at the start, we just need to make them as quickly as possible. Also, everyone has been working hard lately, so let's have the restaurant prepare better meals for them."
As Qin Mu spoke, she turned her head to look at the manager who had been following alongside, and the manager nodded, keeping it in mind.
The master didn't have many opinions either. The factory has always treated workers well, and those who've been doing this kind of skilled work for years value their craft more than anything else.
As for food, drink, and money, those are secondary concerns.
However, the master does enjoy a drink or two.
