70 female supporting roles: the villain's favorite

When there was a beeping sound from the phone receiver, the old man reluctantly put the phone receiver back to its original position.

"My good granddaughter is alone in the country, and I'm still a little worried."

"Old man, Xuan'er is the safest in the countryside now. Our people have found out that there are several waves of people looking for Xuan'er's whereabouts. I have already covered up her tracks. Unless they have supernatural powers, otherwise I can't find Xuan'er's address to go to the countryside."

The old man nodded, "Have you found out who was following the day my good granddaughter left?"

"A part of the investigation found that these people used money to do things for others. As for who gave the money, I don't know. They have left the capital and don't know where they are going. Now it is difficult to find out."

"Well, don't worry about him for now, let's just guess these few people."

Ouyang Ruiqian narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Master, you mean the old man?" Ouyang Ruiqian nodded at the old lady's yard with his chin.

"Hmph, it's not her, it might be her son and daughter. Who else but her knows the old house we left by car early in the morning? The people who watched secretly didn't respond so quickly."

Ouyang Ruiqian also nodded in agreement. If it was them, it would be okay, he had already made people watch their actions. If it was people from R country, it would be bad. They are in the dark, so I'm afraid they don't know when to find out Order something, and bring danger to Xuan'er.

The study was quiet for a while, the old man and Ouyang Ruiqian were both lost in thought.

After An Ningxuan put down the phone, she sniffed, calmed down, paid the money, and then went out.

"Xuanxuan, are you done calling?" Xiao Heng looked at An Ningxuan whose eyes were slightly red, and asked with concern.

"Well, it's over, Ah Heng, I think it's almost time, let's go to the textile factory, don't make Director Zhao wait in a hurry."

Uncle Zhang immediately said, "I'm also riding a bicycle. I'll take you there. If it's your first time going there, I'm afraid you won't be able to find your way."

Xiao Heng only knew the approximate location of the textile factory, but he had never been there before, "Then please trouble Uncle Zhang."

"Hey, what's the trouble? I'm the one who troubled you. Let's go. I'll lead the way by bicycle."

The three of them rode bicycles and arrived at the textile factory very quickly. As soon as they arrived at the gate, they saw a few large characters written in red paper pasted on the large iron gate of the textile factory. Foreign friends were welcome to visit the factory. There were two rows of people standing on both sides of the gate. Each of them had a small red flower pinned on their chest, some of them were wearing Chinese tunic suits, and some of them were wearing overalls. An Ningxuan observed everyone's mental outlook. They are very happy. It seems that they are all looking forward to this cooperation with foreigners.

This kind of greeting method should be the highest standard method in the textile factory.

When Director Zhao saw An Ningxuan and the others coming, the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, and he was very happy to welcome them in.

The people standing at the door to greet them all looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering who the factory director was so happy to greet?And that little comrade just now looks so good-looking, he doesn't look like he's from the town, his demeanor, his clothes, no matter what he wears, he's from a big city.

When a few young lesbians saw Xiao Heng, their faces were a little red. They had never seen such a handsome gay man. Judging from the degree of intimacy between him and the lesbian just now, it should be a relationship.

An Ningxuan looked at the watch on her wrist, um, there are still 10 minutes left, "Director Zhao, please show me the things you want to introduce, I will familiarize myself with it."

"Okay, okay, I've prepared it for you a long time ago, let's go to the conference room to sit for a while."

Several people came to the meeting room in a hurry, An Ningxuan looked at the information, isn't it very simple?There are some technical terms in textiles. She studied fashion design abroad because she was interested in her previous life, so these technical terms are quite simple for her.

"Director Zhao, they should have an interpreter here too, right?" An Ningxuan asked.

"Yes, they have translators, but the translators don't know much about the professional knowledge of our textile factory." Director Zhao seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly asked, "Comrade An, this document also contains a lot of technical terms. Is it a problem?"

An Ningxuan looked at the nervous Director Zhao and wanted to laugh. She was sure that if she said something wrong, Director Zhao would cry directly. An Ningxuan nodded calmly, "Director Zhao, don't worry, Your information is very simple, I have no problem."

Director Zhao finally breathed a sigh of relief, as long as there is no problem, as long as there is no problem, he was so nervous that he almost cried.

After a while, Director Zhao looked at the time and said, "Let's go to the door to welcome foreign friends."

Uncle Zhang said, "Brother Zhao, this is your factory's reception matter. It's not easy for us to show up. Xiao Heng and I will go to another room and wait for you."

Director Zhao nodded, and asked the secretary to take them to a relatively small meeting room and ask them to wait there.

An Ningxuan nodded towards Xiao Heng, meaning there was no problem.

Only then did Xiao Heng let her and Director Zhao go to the door to meet him at ease.

An Ningxuan and Director Zhao had just stood at the door for a short time when they saw a car slowly stop at the door.

Director Zhao, An Ningxuan and several leaders of the factory all came to greet him.

An Ningxuan stood directly behind Director Zhao, and several leaders of the factory also gave way to her. Although some people were a little unhappy, they restrained their emotions in front of the director.

They had just walked to the side of the car when the door opened. First, a middle-aged man got out of the passenger seat. An Ningxuan saw that it was probably an interpreter. Sure enough, after getting out of the car, he ignored everyone, with a somewhat haughty expression on his face, and walked to the back door. The attitude immediately opened the car door with some humility,

An Ningxuan narrowed her eyes when she saw all this. This Chinese translator has a subtle attitude.

The car door opened, and a man's foot wearing shiny leather shoes stretched out first. When the man got off the station, An Ningxuan looked up. He was a pure Englishman with blond hair and blue eyes. The man immediately turned and walked towards the other side of the car. A gentleman stretched out a hand, and a small woman's hand stretched out from inside to rest on the man's hand. After a while, a fashionable lady with the same blond hair and blue eyes came down from the inside. To some extent, it should be husband and wife.

When the two stood still, they looked at the people standing in front of them with friendly eyes.

Director Zhao took the lead and said, "Welcome to visit our factory. I am the director of this factory, and my surname is Zhao."

Then there was a warm welcome applause behind him.