Chapter 1215

Xue Xueer followed the manufacturer all the way and was satisfied.

The manufacturers here are all teachers and masters, and their craftsmanship is naturally unspeakable. Their workmanship is very fine, and each jewelry strives to be the best and perfect.

The jewelry from their hands also feels comfortable.

"Well done."

Xue Xueer praised softly and nodded on the finished jewelry with satisfaction.

"I'll tell Lin Qing when I go back and ask her to add money to you. As long as I do well, I'll be satisfied."

"Thank you, designer Xue."

"This is our mutual benefit and win-win situation. If you do a good job, my design will be needed. Otherwise, it will always be on paper and can't make money."

Xue Xueer finished and smiled softly.

"Can I go to the warehouse?"

"Of course."

Just as the manufacturer was about to take her, the phone rang. It was the arrival of raw materials. He had to hand it over in person.

After all, they are in the jewelry business. Each batch of raw materials is valuable and can not be easily handed over to others.

But Xue Xueer is still there. He is a little embarrassed.

"I'll go to the warehouse by myself. Go and be busy first."

Xue Xueer knew he was embarrassed and smiled at him.

"Thank you, designer Xue, for your understanding."

The manufacturer thanked again and again and took people away. He left Xue Xueer a guide, his little assistant, who looked smart.

Xue Xueer wanted to have a look for herself and check more. She simply asked her little assistant to wait in the office and walked slowly by herself.

There are a lot of jewelry in the warehouse. They are finished products. She looks at them one by one and makes them beautiful.

The craftsmanship of the old master is nothing to say.

Just as she was watching, suddenly, there was a heavy sound of the door closing behind her.

"Bang."

Xue Xueer suddenly recovered and couldn't help shouting.

"Who closed the door? Open the door!"

She slapped the door hard, and there were bursts of pain from the tiger's mouth of her palm, but she refused to give up and kept beating, hoping that someone would notice her.

But no one cares about her.

The temperature in the warehouse was a little low, and the cold smell drilled into her body. She frowned and was very uncomfortable. She quickly took out her mobile phone.

But when she saw the empty signal grid on the screen, her heart was desperate.

Forget, this is the jewelry warehouse. There are many interference sources and the signal is bad.

What should I do?

Looking at the heavy gate, Xue Xueer rubbed her eyebrows and seriously recalled it.

"Qing'an will know I'm missing."

She comforted herself in her heart and whispered to herself, "he called me. If he couldn't get through, she knew something must have happened to me and would come to me."

Thinking of this, she breathed a sigh of relief.

There are many broken boxes in the warehouse, but there is room to sit. Xue Xueer stacked several paper boxes together to prevent the air conditioning on the ground from affecting her.

Because she was cold and tired and worried, she felt very uncomfortable.

With the passage of time, finally, the mobile phone was powered off.

We can only expect workers to pick up the goods in the warehouse during the day tomorrow, and then she can follow out.

It's just, who locked her in?

She thought about it, but there was no suspicious person.

I don't know how long later, the sound of unlocking suddenly sounded outside the door.

"Bang."

"Cher, are you here?"

Ouyang Qing'an shouted loudly. Xue Xueer jumped up excitedly when she heard his familiar voice.

"Qing'an, I'm here!"

She waved her hands hard, and Ouyang Qing'an hurried over. When he saw her familiar face, his heart came back to its original position.

"Cher."

As soon as he was about to hug her, he saw that she seemed to be unable to support anymore. He suddenly closed his eyes and fell to the ground.

Ouyang Qing'an rushed to her and held her tightly in his arms.

Xue Xueer was in the hospital when she woke up again.

The cool feeling came from the back of her hand. When she saw the infusion, she turned her head and looked at Ouyang Qing'an anxiously.

"How are you feeling now?"

"Fortunately, there are two small ones."

Xue Xueer asked, and she was about to sit up.