It was 6:00 pm.
"Are you still working?"
Edward had come straight over after work, only to find Janice engrossed in a set of designs.
Coming from a family deeply rooted in historical artifacts, he immediately recognized them as illustrations of excavated textile pieces.
"Who gave these to you?" he asked.
"Mrs. Moore."
Janice gestured for him to sit and proceeded to share everything Barbara had told her earlier that day.
"I think it's feasible. But even Mrs. Moore isn't certain who the Historical Artifacts Conservancy will ultimately choose to lead the crochet section. To be safe, I need to personally recreate one of these textile artifacts."
Securing this role would be a monumental achievement for Prosper Stitch Group—a mark of prestige that could set them apart.
How could she pass up such an opportunity?
If successful, the exhibition would introduce Prosper Stitch Group to a global audience.
Her upcoming product line and newly designed logo would align perfectly with the project, and with that level of exposure, sales wouldn't be an issue.
Edward immediately understood her strategy. He never discouraged her ambitions; he only supported them.
"The seamstresses in the Product Division might not be enough," he remarked thoughtfully.
While he typically handled the company's major decisions, Edward still had a solid grasp of the Product Division's situation.
"We certainly don't," Janice admitted. "That's why I need to act fast and recruit skilled seamstresses before Onley Group does. I'll personally oversee the interviews and selection process. And to prevent any competitors from slipping in, all seamstresses involved in this project must come from within our company."
She had already mapped out every detail earlier that afternoon.
Edward saw no flaws in her plan. With a chuckle, he said, "I'll take care of the funding. You just focus on executing it. If you need materials, let me know in advance. I'll personally go to Solterra and negotiate with the suppliers."
Ever since Janice won her award, domestic demand for crochet had surged. Shelves were being emptied, and manufacturers were struggling to keep up with production. Now, raw materials were in short supply, and Solterra's suppliers were reluctant to release more stock.
Fortunately, Prosper Stitch Group still had a few trusted factories in their network.
Janice stood up and gently leaned into Edward's embrace.
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