Jiang Xinyu saw a lot of fabric piled together, and it didn't look very clean.
Actually, this is a problem with the staff.
"President, you can choose, someone came to pick at noon, but no one paid attention, making it a mess." The warehouse manager looked very wronged as he spoke.
"Xiao Jiang, choose for yourself, I'll wait for you outside."
A middle-aged man seemed a bit out of place here.
"Alright, President, if you have things to attend to, go ahead, I'll leave when I'm done selecting."
"Alright, that's fine, I have a meeting in the afternoon."
Lu Changchun and the warehouse manager both left. Jiang Xinyu squatted down to select, she had no special requirements for colors but felt that thick fabric was best for curtains and door curtains, so she could switch to lighter ones in summer when it's hot. She had secrets, thick curtains felt secure.
So she chose large pieces, piecing small ones together was too troublesome. But even large pieces were only about one meter wide.
