The Empress Behind the Veil
Chapter 595 Why Trust Him?
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Ye Wushuang pretended to be smiling casually, but her attitude was like a smart boutique merchant, “First, I cannot escape from your hands. If I wasn't sure and lied to you, maybe my fate would be worse. Then what am I doing it for? Second, it only took seven days. There is no harm in trying. If I fail, it's not too late for you to sell me. If you succeed, you let me go. Isn't that a good thing for both sides?”
“Hmm, both of these reasons are indeed true.” The man moved his mouth, as if he had agreed.
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Ye Wushuang said happily, “We agree then!”
“Cannot. I have to wait for you to report to the boss. You stay here, you better not mess around.”
The man was a little agitated, deliberately dropped harsh words and immediately walked over to his boss.
Ye Wushuang sat quietly inside the horse carriage. His heart began to look for ways to save these sutras. Such items not only related to the honor and fate of this caravan, but also determined the fate of Ye Wushuang in the future. He should be careful.
Oi! I am an article!
The boss of this caravan was a young man in his early thirties, his body was quite sturdy. When his eyes narrowed, it looked the cunning and shrewdness of an entrepreneur.
Ye Wushuang only told him that she had asked to find a group of great embroideries in the shortest time possible. He planned to make this silk into clothes and hand it over to the fearsome City Lord's hands. It was also so that the reputation of their caravans would not be damaged in the presence of the City Lord.
But is it easy? Each end of the silk is stained by a dark yellow water stain. Most people who want to reduce losses will cut the damaged parts. But the original piece of cloth could not be made into clothing or subordinates. Can only be used as small objects such as scarves, handkerchiefs, fragrance wallets and other small objects.
But this woman in front of him told him that this silk wanted to be made into clothes, this was a ridiculous joke. This type of silk is indeed used by rich people, it looks glamorous and looks like it supports their status and reputation. How could the appearance that they considered like life be smeared? This broken silk cannot be made into clothing. But also could not sell it to ordinary people because people could only wear ordinary clothes, this small piece of silk alone might not buy.
“Bos, I don't think listen to this woman anymore. Its origin is unclear, why should believe it?”
“True, what if he can't help us? We still have to lose some money to pay the embroider. Our caravan will be getting worse.”
“True, Boss. It's too risky.”
The young businessman also knew this matter was serious, so he asked his entire brother to have a discussion together. Just as his words were done, everyone was already against him.
Ye Wushuang sat inside the horse carriage, slightly raising her chin and those indifferent eyes swept over each person. Until it finally turned to the caravan boss, “Because I can say this, I have faith. Moreover, as an entrepreneur who did not even dare to take risks, how could it have a chance of great profit? No bet, you've already lost big. Betting, although it may worsen the situation, but it can also lead to better things.”
