"Boss, are you here?"

In front of her own sister, Song Chen felt a little embarrassed to call Brother Wang. He said that he was a few months older than Wang Yan.

However, after hearing the "Boss", Song Xi felt very uncomfortable.

Alas, my brother I raised with worked hard to play with other children as soon as I turned around, so sad...

OK, fortunately I'm just a buddy, not a girlfriend, otherwise it would be worse.

When Song Xi was thinking about it, Wang Yan had already finished talking about the situation with Song Chen, and then turned around and smiled at her: "Hello, Sister Song."

"Hello." Song Xi nodded politely.

"I originally wanted Xiao... Xiaochen to ask you a place, but I didn't expect to pull you out directly... I'm really trouble you."

"It's nothing. Anyway, I plan to buy Xiaochen another set of sheets and quilt covers for changing."

Song Xi tilted his head slightly as he spoke, looking at the fabric shop next door, not wanting to look at Wang Yan head-on.

Girls from the big lake, especially the flowers in the Information Academy, are not short of people to pursue.

There are even many second-generations among the suitors. They are much better than the scumbags of the star master in terms of grades and IQ, so her mentality is completely different from those of the star masters.

Wang Yan didn't think so much. He looked at the stalls that were obviously only for students and had average product quality and shook his head.

"Sister Song, do you know where there is a slightly better bedding store nearby?"

"Uh...I don't know. I think it's all the same..."

Song Xi's tone was very tactful, and the attitude it showed was: I don't like that unnecessary luxury very much.

Wang Yan understood most of the time, Xiaoxiao didn't say anything, and turned around to chat with the elder sister at the stall.

"Sister, how do you sell this towel?"

"Three pieces for 10 yuan, the quality is very good, little classmate."

“What is the best one?”

"Then, the supermarket wants to sell 22 yuan, so I only sell 15 pieces. Classmate, please take a look at our materials!"

"I can buy 6 pieces, but you have to show me a way... Where are the places nearby that sell real silk quilts and high-end four-piece sets?"

"What a silk... Yuelu doesn't have it, you have to go to Gaoqiao to find it. Come on, I'll draw a picture for you!"

The eldest sister is very enthusiastic and uses various soul painting techniques to let Wang Yan understand. Generally speaking, where can I buy what I want?

"Thank you."

Wang Yan was satisfied with the payment, and two towels of three colors were given, which happened to be one for each person in the dormitory.

He handed the plastic bag to Song Chen casually, and Wang Yan asked Song Xi: "Sister Song, are you going with us? Do you want to take you back to school first?"

Song Chen begged to look at his sister and ask for company.

Song Xi sighed with regret, feeling that his younger brother was really finished, and then nodded happily.

OK, sister continue to protect you!

"No hurry, there is nothing to do today on Sunday, I'll go with you to see it."

When taking a taxi, Wang Yan sat in front and the siblings sat in back.

Song Chen felt that it was not good for his work and was a little depressed and didn't say much. Song Xi had no choice but to chat with Wang Yan.

"Xiaoyan, are you very familiar with bedding?"

Wang Yan had no intention of pretending to understand, and shook his head directly: "I don't know anything."

"Then you?" Song Xi was so surprised. "There are so many fakes like real silk..."

"It's okay, I'll ask someone to ask."

Wang Yan answered casually and immediately called Dave.

On the day when I was in the sea of ​​flowers, the bedding in the suite and bedroom was changed by Wang Yan, and the specific handling was dave.

Moreover, the knowledge about real silk quilts is all about popular science, so it is absolutely correct to ask him.

According to regulations, during working hours, Dave can only hold a private mobile phone in the lounge. Otherwise, when the private butler is serving the customer, the mobile phone ringtone will suddenly ring on his body, which will be embarrassing.

But Wang Yan was lucky, and Dave was connected directly, obviously no new service object was found.

"Mr. Wang? Hello."

Wang Yan is no longer a hotel resident, so Dave quietly changed his name, just like a guy who imprints details in his bones.

Wang Yan didn't say much to him, and he had something to say.

"I am in Xingcheng and plan to buy two sets of bedding. Unfortunately, there is no hotel in Xingcheng. I can't find a caring staff officer, so I have to trouble you again. Are you familiar with real silk quilts, four-piece sets and so on?"

Dave made a joke, very cold humor.

"In Xingcheng, our group may not have any plans to conduct business in the short term. I can only recommend you Grand Hyatt or Kempinski. Relatively speaking, the service can catch up with the price."

"In addition, Xinhualian and Siji seem to have key projects under development, so you can keep paying attention in the future."

"In the end, I have some experience in things like quilts, but it's a bit inconvenient to dictate them. Otherwise, I'll send it to you via WeChat later?"

Dave is really amazing and always satisfactory.

Wang Yan smiled and replied: "Then I'll trouble you."

"No trouble, goodbye."

Not long after hanging up the phone, various explanations began to be heard from WeChat. Wang Yan looked carefully and gradually gained a deeper understanding of bedding.

After getting off at Gaoqiao Market, Wang Yan did not go straight to the bedding brand stores and turned into the handmade tailor shop.

Song Xi asked puzzledly: "Don't you want to buy a good one? I see that there are Luolai and Mengjie's brand direct stores at the door... Mengjie seems to be our Xingcheng brand, and it uses a lot of people."

If you can chat, it is more comfortable than looking for a way out.

Wang Yan learned and sold it now, and talked to her about the opinions of semi-industry insiders.

"The best-quality mulberry silk in China basically comes from the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas, especially the Soviet ones."

"But the material of silk mulberry silk) is particularly delicate. The things produced by mechanized production are actually of average quality."

"Don't bother with those big brands, in fact, what they are stronger is the high-density cotton fabric of the jacket. The filling is best if it is Ordos cashmere, which is far inferior to handmade in silk filling. The so-called silk quilt is even more gimmicked with tussah silk as a gimmick, which can scare each one."

"Every year during the silk collection season, many craftsmen across the country go to Suzhou and Hangzhou to personally select the silk and take it back to make handmade quilts."

"Among them, the tailor with the best craftsmanship, the quilts made far better than those of big brands' assembly line products."

“But the price is often only one-fifth to one-third of the big brands.”

"So, those who can cover the quilt either choose special down or handmade real silk, and then use high-density cotton for four pieces to enjoy the ultimate lightness, close body and breathability."

Wang Yan said something in a casual manner, and it made Song Xi involuntarily rise in infinite yearning as he listened.

At first she thought it was an unnecessary luxury, but now, she suddenly felt a little shaken.

Is it really unnecessary?

Will the feeling of chemical fiber filling and real silk really be the same?

"You really care..."

She sighed sincerely.

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled: "I? It's still far from me. It's just that I'm pursuing a fresh experience within my ability."
Chapter completed!