A Promising Youth

Chapter 13 Techniques to Amaze the Audience

Honestly, if my art teacher hadn't told me, in person, that ‘General Grey’ was such a color, even I won’t

believe it!

“What to do? You pretend to make such a big show, but, you do not know how to dye and weave at all.

Without Carrie, I will have to close the factory.”

As she said that, she crouched down on the floor and cried.

Looking at her helpless look, I didn't know how to comfort her. I was not good at expressing myself,

especially in front of her. I was so flustered that my tongue was like a knot and I couldn't say anything

with a red face.

Later, I squatted down and gently tugged her arm. Although she was the owner of the factory, she was

only twenty years old.

“Sis, please... please trust me.”

I touched her arm and felt myself stammering.

“Who the hell are you? I don't even know you! Why did I believe your bullshit and now I'm making such

a big joke!”

She had tears in her big eyes, looking especially beautiful. I wished to take her into my arms, love and

protect her.

Afterwards her phone rang, it was Director Lau urging. She held her sobs, squatting there with a

difficult face.

I pinched my arm hard, and the pain made my stiff tongue relax a little. I hurriedly leaned over to her

ear and explained to her quietly.

The next moment, her slender eyebrows arched slightly and she looked at me with a particularly funny

and curious look, asking,

“Are you telling the truth?”

I nodded and to my surprise she held her laughter and punched me lightly and said

“Why are you so bad?! Why didn't you tell me earlier?”

With that she got up in a hurry and I hurried to follow her towards the conference room.

On the way I admonished her again.

“Make sure it's ice water and keep the temperature at zero degrees.”

She smiled and called her secretary, and then we went into the conference room together.

“Well, how is it? Where's General Grey? Get it out and show me!”

When he saw us, Director Lau stood up immediately.

I pulled the one-foot yellow cloth out of my pocket. To be honest it really wasn't very aesthetically

pleasing, not much different in color than a diaper.

“Pfft!”

Carrie narrowed her tricky little eyes and said with her hand over her mouth, laughing.

“Is this the General Grey? Haha, Director Lau, you're fifty, and you're actually being fooled by a young

man.”

Then all the people in the conference room laughed. Director Lau had evolved directly from

disappointment to anger. He slammed his hand on the table and said.

“Baster! How dare you? And you, Clara, you don’t do anything right. You're a disgrace to your mother!”

As Clara was to explain, Carrie laughed and said.

“Director Lau, after tossing and turning for most of the day, this project should have settlement, right?! I

am ok you defended Miss Clara, but if you involved in the acquisition of Blue Butterfly, I will have to tell

my cousin.”

Director Lau gritted his teeth and stared Clara with hatred and said.

“Brainless girl. Hurry up and buy her factory so that she will not disgrace her mother again.”

“Had enough of cursing? Who is brainless? Who disgrace my mother?!”

I didn't know what was wrong with me at the time, but when I heard people insulting Clara, I yelled out

almost without thinking!

It was okay for others to insult me and call me names, but not in front of so many people, to insult my

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I didn't care who he was. As long as I was around, no one could humiliate her, not even her own father!

“And you!”

Turning my head, I snapped my eyes to Carrie and said.

“Whose factory are you buying? Who gave you the power? You are the owner of a garment factory.

You clothes can't get into the big malls, but can only sell at low prices to the countryside under a broken

brand, look what you can do! You're not tall, but make a big noise in the conference room.”

“You... you... you...!”

Provoked by me, she blushed with anger.

“What? What did I say wrong?”

Actually, when I was a kid, I wore children's clothing of JL.

The clothing quality was poor and lost color. My brother gave it to me after wearing a few days.”

The whole room was at a standstill, and Director Lau clenched his fist hard and said.

“Okay, I won't say anything else, and I won't scold this girl in front of so many people. Let's talk about

the matter. Clara, if this diaper is what you call ‘General Grey’, I can only give the project to Carrie!”

As soon as he said that, Nancy, Clara's secretary, came in with a bottle of chilled mineral water and a

basin, “Miss Clara, the water you want.”

I went straight over, took it, turned around, walked over to Director Lau and said.

“Don't blink, see if this is the General Grey you want!”

When I finished, I threw the yellow cloth into the washbasin, then shook the ice water in my hand,

unscrewed the cap, poured the water onto the cloth. And the next moment, a miracle happened.

The original urine-yellow cloth began to change color from where there was water, first from deep

yellow, gradually changing to light gray, and as more water was absorbed, that color became deeper

and deeper. When the whole cloth was soaked into the ice water, that deep, heavy, bright color slowly

presented itself to the crowd.

“Yes, yes, yes! It's this color, the kind of cloth I saw when I was a kid, this is it!”

At that time, Director Lau was so excited. His wide-eyed, excited expression was proof that my initial

attempt had succeeded!

“Wow! Incredible! Mr. Matteo. How did you do it? It's not realistic, and if I hadn't seen it with my own

eyes, I ......”

The foreign tailor hired by Carrie's company rubbed his eyes hard, and even when he saw it, he still

couldn't believe it.

Carrie's face had completely drooped as this piece of cloth shattered her arrogance and mockery, as

well as her last chance!

That pretty girl smiled, bit her lips tightly, with tears in her eyes. This time, Not only had she earned

back her face, but she had won the bid, and perhaps she could keep her company.

“Does anyone have anything else to say?”

Director Lau tilted his head and gave Carrie a look.

“I am busy, I gotta go! But it's not over yet, we'll see!”

She gave us a spiteful glare and turned straight away in anger, carrying her bag and wriggling her hips

in indignation.

But the foreign tailor, Andrew, refused to leave, and persisted in asking for my phone number, insisting

on making a friend with me. I felt he had good personality, so I gave him my phone No.

After the project was settled, in the whole conference room, only we and a few leaders were left.

Director Lau, who was in the lead, looked at Clara and said with a sigh of relief.

“Girl, what you did today was good. You didn't disgrace your mother, but you should be defensive.

Carrie is not a good fighter. You made her lose face, she will never stop. Be careful.”

“Uncle Lau, I know. Thank you for your help during these eyes.”

Clara pursed her lips and nodded obediently.

“Not at all. Who is this young man? Thanks to him today. Introduce him.”

Director Lau turned his gaze to me and asked rather admiringly.

“Well ...he ...”

Clara looked at me with a bewildered expression too.