MTL - Enter the Room-Chapter 312

  Song Cuiyun was the first to submit the manuscript.

   Master Liu took it over and looked at it. There are twelve pictures, eight of which are flowers, and four are figures. The eight flowers are all kinds of tangled branches, complicated and gorgeous. The characters in the four photos are all baby plays, and the three-headed little people are all cute and naive.

  Song Jiyun was still afraid of dissatisfaction, so he attached another 12 alternatives, and brought a wooden box over, and said with a smile: "I am afraid that the nobles in the palace will not see it clearly, so I also made the real thing."

  Master Liu's expression is a little subtle.

   The selection has always had a lot to do with the host's preferences.

  He has a good relationship with the Ji family, and he will definitely help the Ji family with advice.

He had no way of inquiring about the hobbies of the Empress Dowager, but he went to the nephew of a court lady who was favored by the Empress Dowager through his relationship. , is the empress dowager's heart disease.

  He and the members of the Ji family pondered for a long time, and in addition to the auspicious patterns and flowers, they also drew two pictures of babies playing.

   It can be seen that the Song family is also a person with a deep chest.

   Master Liu secretly regretted it.

  She can stand alone as a woman in the porcelain industry monopolized by men, so he should know that her mind, methods, and strategies are extraordinary.

  He used to underestimate her.

  Master Liu was stern, but he didn't dare to do anything. He put away all her drawings according to the rules, and sealed them with a painting tube.

  As for the actual box, he said: "I will report it truthfully at that time. If you need it, I will take it with you. If you don't need it, I will return it to you."

  Song Jiyun repeatedly said "thank you".

   All of the products she burnt are naturally high-quality products. It stands to reason that if the nobles in the palace don't want to see them, she can give them to Mr. Liu along the way. But she can't trust the people who handle it, and she is very afraid that these people will "put on the crown", or "accidentally take the wrong thing", or "break it". Even if Lord Liu didn't say to give it back to her, she would still want it back.

  Besides, she can give it to Master Liu after she comes back, and she can't just say no to it before the selection starts.

  Master Liu served tea.

  Song Jiyun tactfully stood up and said goodbye.

   It was just a casual glance from the corner of her eye when she was going out, and she saw several wooden boxes containing valuable utensils piled up on Mr. Liu's case.

   She smiled slightly.

   If she guessed correctly, it should have been brought over by the Ji family.

  However, she was not discouraged by this.

  And she has done all the anti-counterfeiting that should be done. If there is any trouble, she can only find a way to fight for it.

  She went out of the manufacturing office, and suddenly someone called her: "Boss Song, please stay!"

  Song Cuiyun followed his reputation.

  Seeing Deng Yunxu walking over from the corner of the manufacturing office supporting Deng Datong.

"Boss Song, I'm ashamed! Ashamed!" Before Deng Datong approached, he bowed to her with a face full of shame, "It's my lax discipline that made my nephew lose his eyes in front of the false name. , When the ghost is in the mind for a while, you will do something wrong."

  He stopped at a distance of five or six steps from her, and bowed deeply to her: "I have come here specially to apologize to Boss Song. Please also, Boss Song, please don't be fussy like him."

   After finishing speaking, his face sank, he pushed Deng Yun, and scolded: "Don't kneel down and apologize to Boss Song."

As soon as Deng Yun changed from being fierce and obedient like a little sheep, he knelt down in front of her with a "plop" and kowtowed to her: "Boss Song, I was a ghost, I thought Without you Jingdezhen, it will be our turn to make a difference in Dehuaci, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

   Those who work in the construction office, those who pass by, or poke their heads, or stand and give pointers.

  Song Jiyun's heart suddenly burst into anger.

  But she has a calmer personality as things get worse. Although the fire beam in her chest was burning brightly, she didn't show it at all, she turned sideways to avoid it, and said to Deng's uncle and nephew: "What are you doing? Get up! Get up! If you have something to say, talk about it this time. Kneel, so that I don't even know what happened."

   Aren't you going to put me on the fire? I'll let everyone listen to what you have done.

  Deng Datong's eyes flickered.

  If they hadn't begged grandpa to sue grandma and bribed the staff of Liu Yushi's family with a lot of money, they would not have known that standing behind Song Jiyun was the Yuan family.

  Since you can't fight, then admit defeat as soon as possible.

   "Boss Song, he should be punished for what he did wrong. Don't tolerate him, let him kowtow to you a few times before he realizes his mistake." Deng Datong said righteously and sternly.

Song Jiyun sneered in his heart, but with a dazed and confused look on his face, he said: "Master Deng, you keep saying that your nephew is wrong, but I am still at a loss. I don't know what he did. He is such a young man. I should be a father already, but you forced me to kowtow to me in the street, I lost all face here. Although you are his uncle, but after all you are away from home, without going through the clan elders, would it be bad to treat him like this? "

  Deng Datong could hardly maintain his expression.

  Usually when they do this, the other party will feel embarrassed or unwilling to make the enmity so deep, or help the person hastily and finish the matter, or rush to reconcile with them.

  Why is this Song family completely different from others.

   Song Jiyun couldn't help showing a bit of frost when he looked at him.

  Deng Datong thumped in his heart, knowing that Song Jiyun had seen through his strategy.

  His expression was gloomy, and he heard someone commenting: "What's the matter? The punishment is so strict? Killing and arson is just a nod to the ground. It's really a bit too much to not save any face."

One of them had a particularly piercing voice: "It is said that Deng Datong of the Deng family of Dehua Porcelain is ignorant of human relations and sophistication, and knows nothing except firing porcelain. I didn't believe it before, but now it seems that it is true. His nephew It's also unlucky to meet such an uncle. If there is anything that can't be said in private, it will block people in the street and embarrass everyone in the capital."

   Someone asked: "Then what did his nephew do? I didn't hear clearly. Does anyone know what's going on?"

Zheng Quan had a rare moment of alertness, and said loudly: "Master Deng, our boss is right. In order to occupy our workshop, your family threw snakes into our workshop. We also reported it to the government, and the government also dealt with it. Even if your nephew is at fault, it must be judged by the elders of the ancestral hall and the adults of the yamen. It is too inappropriate for you to do this."

In the end, he stabbed Deng Datong: "No wonder others say you are a 'porcelain idiot'. This is what you burn porcelain." He raised his thumb, "But you don't know how to deal with these general affairs. Please come from your clan Let me help you with some things!"

  Deng Datong's face turned green.

  Song Jiyun didn't care about this, he smiled apologetically, gave him a blessing, and helped Zheng Quan to get into the carriage.

   "Miss Song!" Another man's voice called her.

   Song Jiyun frowned secretly.

   Today, one or two, they all like to block her in front of the public.

  She pretended not to hear, and got into the carriage.

   "Miss Song!" The person who called her chased after her, and his voice was a little louder, "I'm Wei Jie, Yuan Yunzhong's youngest."