“Alright, Mr. Stapleton has worked hard.”
After Kennedy left, several people washed up and returned to their respective rooms to rest.
On the other side, Bridenville.
Rayan also found out where Briana was and hurriedly reported it to Maxim’s office.
“Mr. Yoder, it has been confirmed, Ms. Schneider is currently in Rosecliff Village, the southernmost part of Vertown.”
Surprise flashed in Maxim’s eyes, he frowned and asked, “What was she doing there?”
“It must have been work…”
“I understood, you may leave now.”
After Rayan left, Maxim called Melody.
“Melody, what did Briana do at Rosecliff Village?!”
Melody recognized Maxim’s voice and couldn’t help but frown, “Mr. Yoder, the work arrangements of MY Corporation shouldn’t need to be reported to you, should they?”
If it hadn’t been for Maxim snatching the collaboration with the Moyer Group before, Briana wouldn’t have had to find a new fabric factory. The thought of this made Melody angry.
“Briana was my wife, I should have had the right to know what my
wife was assigned to do on a business trip by your company.”
Melody gave a slight smile and said, “Since Mr. Yoder is so curious, why doesn’t he call Briana himself? Why ask me?”
No sooner had the words fallen than Melody hung up the phone.
Maxim’s face turned icy cold in an instant, but a few seconds later, he still dialed Briana’s number.
After the phone rang a few times, the other side picked up.
“Mr. Yoder, why did you suddenly call me?”
Maxim’s eyes deepened, he said in a low voice, “I’m going to visit my grandmother in a couple of days, do you want to come with me?”
“I was on a business trip outside, probably didn’t have time to go, I’ll join you next time.”
Maxim unconsciously tightened his grip on the phone, remaining silent without saying a word.
“Mr. Yoder, if you don’t have anything else, I’m going to hang up now, I need to sleep.”
Without receiving a response from Maxim, Briana hung up the phone directly.
Over the next few days, Briana took Charlotte and William to visit a
fabric factory to see the production and dyeing of fab
The main employees of the Rosecliff Village fabric factory were middle–aged people over forty. Although they were not many, they were highly efficient, and the quality of the fabric met Briana’s requirements.
By the third day, Briana had decided to collaborate with the fabric factory in Rosecliff Village.
After Kennedy learned of her decision, he was so excited that he immediately had his wife slaughter the old hen they had been raising for years at home, and made a feast to entertain Briana and others.
At the dinner table, Kennedy raised a glass to Briana, his eyes slightly red, “Ms. Schneider, thank you so much for choosing us. We promise we will do our best and won’t let you down!”
After speaking, he immediately downed his drink.
If it hadn’t been for Briana’s order, their fabric factory might have been shut down in another month.
At first, when Briana arrived, he was actually unsure, afraid that Briana would not want to cooperate after seeing their humble
environment. Unexpectedly, not only did Briana not disdain, but she even agreed to cooperate.
Briana chuckled and said, “Mr. Stapleton, there’s no need to thank me. Although your fabric factory is small, its efficiency and the quality of the fabric are not inferior to those of other factories, they are even better, which is why I chose you.”
“Um, we definitely worked hard to produce better quality fabric!”
“I believed in you all!”
After several people finished eating, it was already past nine in the evening. Just as they were about to leave, a heavy downpour began.
Kennedy glanced at the rain and said, “We often get this kind of rain. here, it usually stops within half an hour, you guys can sit for a while longer.”
However, as time went on, the rain did not lessen, but rather showed a trend of increasing. The Kennedy’s house was situated on higher ground, and at that moment, a stream of water had already gathered, flowing towards the lower areas.
Charlotte unconsciously furrowed her brow, a flash of worry in her eyes.
“Did the rain seem to be getting heavier?”
In all her years, she had never seen such heavy rain.
No sooner had the words fallen than a man in a raincoat suddenly appeared at the gate of the courtyard, hurriedly walking to the door of the Kennedy’s house, “Mayor! The Huang family at the entrance of the village has been flooded!”