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A few people went in, and Preston looked around.
Spencer said, “My shop has been open for many years.Olivia should have told you, Mr.Smith.”
Preston nodded and looked at Spencer, “Yes, but Mr.Miller, I hope you can tell me about your shop’s situation personally.”
During lunch, Olivia thoroughly told him what she knew.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut as the boss, he had to probe into it himself since he came here.
“Sure.”
After brewing a few cups of tea, Spencer began to tell Preston about the situation in his shop and how the shop was inherited over so many years.
Preston listened and asked questions from time to time.
Olivia was sitting by the side, listening to their conversation without interrupting or moving.
The tea was fragrant.
Two hours later, Preston said, “It’s four o’clock now.I don’t know if Mr.Miller’s factory is closed.I want to go over and take a look”
“No, our workers usually leave work at six o’clock.If we work overtime, it will be even later”
The waiter began to serve as the few of them sat down.
Spencer and Preston continued to chat about the business.
As they spoke, the focus of their talk moved to Donald, “Fewer and fewer businesses established by our generation can survive now.It was really a pity that Mr.Johnson didn’t
do it anymore.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAshe spoke, his eyes were filled with regret.
Preston asked, “Mr.Johnson?”
“It’s Olivia’s master, the successor of green embroidery.”
Preston raised his eyebrows and looked at Olivia.
He never knew that Olivia was the successor of Green Embroidery.
Olivia saw Preston looking at her and said, “Yes, my green embroidery was taught by my master”
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