M City was rainy in spring and autumn.
After the customer returned the first batch of Roman fabric, it had stayed in the dockside warehouse. Tied up in his lawsuit, Ding Ding had never found the time to deal with it, and it had sat there for months.
The rainy season was damp. No matter how conscientious the warehouse staff were, they could hardly keep every trace of moisture out.
Realization dawned on Ding Ding. Perhaps this was why they had never managed to get this fabric's weight per square meter high enough.
After all, with exactly the same yarn and machinery, and the coloring and finishing processes checked countless times, the problem could only lie in the raw material itself.
Of course it would be different if it had absorbed moisture!
With his thoughts clearing, Ding Ding immediately called the Order Coordinator and told him to pick out another bolt of fabric.
"What process should we use?"
"Don't put it through the machines," Ding Ding said. "Sprinkle some water on it and put it beside a blower-somewhere warm, anyway. Seal it tightly in a plastic bag and leave it overnight to see what happens."
Zhang Dashun acknowledged him. "Then I'll bring it to the office. Their blower is installed too far inside. There's nowhere good to put it."
"All right. Hurry."
After hanging up, Ding Ding hugged Little Bai and planted a big kiss on him, getting saliva all over his face.
"Little Bai! How are you so amazing?"
"Amazing!" Bai Congming wiped his face with a beaming smile and asked, "Did Little Bai help?"
"More than help!" Ding Ding jogged out to wash his hands, abandoning any concern for his dignity as the boss, then ran back and swept him into his arms. "You were a huge help!