Wang Tingting didn't care about that and pointed to the embroiderer behind her, "Let me introduce, this is Mr. An, full name An Xu, the best Su Embroidery master in Suliu Zhou."
Li Qiang stretched out his hand to Mr. An, who was behind Wang Tingting, "Hello, Mr. An, I'm Li Qiang, the manager of the textile factory."
Mr. An smiled softly and shook Li Qiang's hand. Li Qiang keenly noticed that Mr. An's hands were soft and boneless, to the point where they seemed to lack even the slightest texture of fingerprints.
Once the introductions were out of the way, Wang Tingting began making arrangements, "I'm thinking of splitting Mr. An's batch of embroiderers into two groups, one to make haute couture and the other to teach students."
"Teaching students is essential, after all, it's about passing on tradition. How many students are we expecting for the first batch?"
