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"Really." Murong Rong could smell it clearly, since she was pregnant, she was very sensitive to smells.

In the early stages of pregnancy, I would feel like vomiting when I smelled a little smell. Although it is better now, it is still very sensitive.

Murong Rong walked over following the smell, and found that the smell came from the clothes that had just been unpacked.

"what is this?"

"Oh, these are the clothes just delivered by the factory, the one we launched half a month ago." Seeing Murong Rong staring at the pile of clothes, Ji Baibai asked, "Rong Rong, don't you want to tell I, the smell you mentioned is coming from these clothes."

"Yes, it's from these clothes."

"But how could our clothes smell of formaldehyde? We all use the best fabrics."

If you ask Murong Rong, does this studio make money?The answer is yes.

After all, if you don’t make money, what would you do with a studio?

However, they will never make black-hearted money. The fabrics and craftsmanship used are the best, and there must be no formaldehyde smell.

"This is something to be figured out later. Is there any other place for this batch of clothes besides the ones in the studio?"

Ji Baibai said: "Yes, this batch of clothes has produced a total of one thousand pieces, and there are only a few here."

"Take back all these clothes immediately, and put them next door first."

Seeing Murong Rong's serious expression, Ji Baibai didn't dare to delay, so he went to make a call immediately.

Murong Rong was still worried, and after greeting Ning Yichu, he took some clothes to a special inspection agency.

On the way to the inspection agency, the windows in the car were closed, which also made the smell of the clothes in the package more obvious.

This is only a few pieces, and it is still such a short time.

Murong Rong's expression was gloomy, and he couldn't help stepping on the accelerator even more.

The identification of the clothes took more than an hour. While waiting, Murong Rong called Ji Baibai again, and he was relieved after knowing that she had arranged for someone to bring all the clothes back.

But she didn't relax in her heart, just like what Ji Baibai said, their ready-made clothes are all made of the best fabrics and craftsmanship, since this is the case, there is only one explanation for such a problem, that is, there is a problem at the source of the factory.

This realization made Murong Rong a little startled, and she called Ji Baibai again: "Baibai, you go to Sefu Garment Factory right now."

"Do you suspect that someone has changed the fabric of our clothing?"

"Judging by what's going on right now, that's likely to be the case."

Knowing the urgency of the situation, Ji Baibai set off immediately without too much nonsense.

After hanging up the phone, Murong Rong went back to the testing agency, and after a short wait, the test results came out.

The concentration of formaldehyde reached 168 mg per kilogram.

It should be known that for category B clothing, the formaldehyde concentration per kilogram should not exceed 75 at most. If it exceeds 75, it already belongs to category C clothing. It is not recommended to directly contact the skin, and the safety level is very low.

Sure enough, she heard the staff of the testing agency remind her: "Ma'am, you are pregnant now, the fetus is fragile, and you should wear better clothes, otherwise the child will regret it if something happens to him."

"Thank you."

After Murong Rong thanked her, she came out of the inspection agency with a heavy expression, and she called Ji Baibai again.

"Baibai, have you been to the Sefu garment factory? How is the situation now?"

"I'm here. I just came out of our production workshop. You don't know how strong the smell is when I come in. You don't need to check, I know there must be something wrong with this batch of fabrics. If it really gets into the hands of customers, Wouldn't that be a disaster?"

Ji Baibai couldn't hide his anger: "Rongrong, they want to completely destroy us and your future!"

If there is a problem with the safety of the clothing, the rich lady and the rich lady will still look for them. I am afraid that even ordinary people will dismiss them. They will be real rats crossing the street, and everyone will shout and beat them!

Murong Rong took a deep breath and said, "Since we are our opponents, it's only natural for them to use whatever method they use against us. There's no need to be angry. Now tell the workshop staff to stop production immediately, and then call the police."

"Call the police?" Ji Baibai was stunned for a moment: "If you call the police, won't the matter become bigger?"

"Let's not make a fuss, I'm afraid that other people will make a fuss. Then we will be really passive. You wait for me, and I will pass right away."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

Murong Rong went to the parking lot. She just got into the driver's seat when she suddenly received a call.

"Miss Mu, the things you asked me to check have already been sent to your mailbox, remember to settle the balance."

"understood."

After hanging up the phone, Murong Rong went to the nearest Internet cafe first, and when she saw the things downloaded from the mailbox, there were ripples in her eyes.

She used a USB flash drive to save the things before driving to Sefu Garment Factory.

When she arrived, the police were already there, and the movement here attracted many people.

Ji Baibai greeted him, and quickly explained the situation to Murong Rong. While talking, Secretary Zhao came over, frowned and said, "Designer Mu, what exactly are you trying to do? Please call the police Come here, won't this affect the operation and reputation of the factory?"

"Fame?" Murong Rong sneered, eyes full of anger: "If you really cared about reputation, you wouldn't do something like changing the fabric of my clothes secretly. Secretary Zhao, haven't you thought about it, you Doing so will not only ruin the reputation of Sephora Garment Factory, but also send yourself to prison, are you sure to pay such a heavy price for some petty profits?"

Secretary Zhao said cunningly: "I don't agree with what Designer Mu said. You secretly changed the fabric every sentence. May I ask what evidence you have to prove that there is something wrong with the current fabric? You are willing to pay the cost yourself, regardless of the safety of the customer. Something is going to happen, and I want to shift the responsibility to our factory, then you can try it, I want to see, when the trouble comes out, will other people believe in you or us Sefu!"

As soon as Ji Baibai came out, he heard the shameless words, and said angrily: "How can you do this? You have done such a conscienceless thing, instead of reflecting on it, you want to slander us!"

"Slander, no slander, it's not up to you, Miss Ji be careful, otherwise don't blame me for calling the police. Although the police were called by you, they don't belong to your family!"

"you!"

Murong Rong held Ji Baibai back, looked at Secretary Zhao and said suddenly: "Secretary Zhao, I probably haven't read the contract I signed with you Sefu."

"What do you mean?"

"In the production contract I signed with Sephora Garment Factory, the types and grades of fabrics used are strictly stipulated. Even if you can process the fabrics in the workshop now, but a thousand pieces of finished products are in full bloom, then It is evidence that you can never deny!"

The expression on Secretary Zhao's face changed, and he laughed immediately: "Designer Mu, you have something to say. We are old acquaintances, is there anything we can't discuss?

How about this, you mention a number, as long as you are willing to stop worrying about this matter, I promise, I will definitely get you the biggest discount, anyway, you have nothing to lose now, why not tell the police about the misunderstanding and let them go back quickly Bar. "