On March 8, Ma'el took a day off to go with Mendes, who came again to Sheffield City, to visit the endorsing merchant.
It's a clothing factory located north of Sheffield, a startup company, and I've heard the founder is a very young woman... studied fashion design, wholeheartedly wanting to start a sportswear brand.
"I hope we can finish quickly."
In the car, Mendes seemed full of vigor. He was always like this, able to maintain his momentum even when flying around, "If we can complete the endorsement process here by the afternoon, we can sign with the second company in London by the evening.
"Wrap things up in one day, spend the night in London, and head back tomorrow."
Ma'el looked out of the window and said, "I think so too."
"Why did you suddenly call me yesterday?"
Mendes looked at him, somewhat curious, "Short of money? That shouldn't be it. Or are you very curious about the series of endorsement processes?"
"A bit short on money."
