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Chapter 845 Sexy Old Man, Smashing Bottles Online! (Ask for a full order, ask for a monthly pass!)

Li Shixin Weibo, in the comment area.

Seeing the old man's update after more than a week after Harper's Bazaar, the netizens were overjoyed;

"Damn it! Lord Xin, you finally made a move. If you don't make any noise, we thought you took the huge sum of money from the auction of the Song Qinghua and ran away with Xiaoxiao!"

"Hahaha Hang, I read the entertainment news before saying that Xinye is actively looking for endorsements? Why have you not believed in the endorsement these days, but ran away instead? Is this JDZ?"

"Dug, JDZ! A place with such a fucking pit, why did Xinye want to travel there!?"

"Friendly reminder: Don't buy any so-called commemorative blue and white porcelain when you go there. Don't ask me how I know. Damn, I went there once the year before last, and I almost vomited blood."

"Huhuhuhaha, the sand sculptures in front, Jiangxi people tell you. Don't go to JDZ to buy porcelain. Go to the airport duty-free shop in the provincial capital or simply the porcelain exposition. Maybe you can find some good things. Some college students' works in the local market , or the store of the old factory is okay, but now there are many profiteers selling fake and shoddy products under the name of the old brand. People who don’t understand will really be cheated.”

"I'm curious what Xinye is doing in JDZ."

"Hey? Is porcelain being made in the picture? Judging from the color, it doesn't look very good."

"Sand sculptures, can you only read pictures but not words? Didn't the Lord say that dozens of people in this porcelain factory worked hard for more than half a month, and the kiln of porcelain that was fired was ruined."

"A hard-pressed student majoring in ceramics said that this situation is called smoking. Judging from the state of the defective porcelain, it should be that there is a problem with the sealing of the kiln. The lack of smoke exhaust completely leads to soot at low temperature. Infection. This kind of situation is not common now. Generally, this kind of craftsmanship is more common in wood kilns with relatively low technical levels. The current gas kiln can already prevent this kind of accident. But one thing to say, the porcelain in the picture In addition to the fatal shortcoming of smoking, the shape and chain link are still very exquisite. It’s a pity”

In the only non-production area of ​​the Zhoujia Porcelain Factory, the color steel room, the old Zhou family of four were frowning.

Cai Cuihong, who was half dead from anger and wronged, kept wiping away tears.

On the side, Zhou Mingshan, who is a big stake, also kept clicking on his cigarette pipe. He stared at his son who was squatting silently in the corner, and then turned his attention to his daughter-in-law.

"Cui Hong, don't be angry with this stinky brat. His virtue called death is not a day or two away. He was like this when he was breastfeeding. He would not let go of a milk. You would change it for him. Crying. Your mother talked about him when she was alive, and sooner or later she hit the south wall and killed herself."

Faced with Zhou Mingshan's disguised comfort, Cai Cuihong just kept crying.

Seeing his daughter-in-law this time, he was really annoyed, and Zhou Mingshan, who was afraid that the couple would break up again because of this matter, sighed.

"Cuihong, although you have always been in charge of the operation of the factory. But I, who is in charge, generally know that the factory is not doing well this year. If the deficit is really big, I still have more than 200,000 yuan. Take it out first when you go to the street. It’s almost Chinese New Year, and you can’t let the guys in the factory go home empty-handed.”

The old man's decision made Cai Cuihong stop crying.

"Dad, how can this be done? The money that sounds bad is your coffin book. You can't touch that with any money! The factory took over a few big jobs last year, but there is still money. I just want to see I'm not used to your son's way of acting. Look at what he does.

In the past two years, the family didn't care about it, and nothing happened outside. As the president of this association, the family's factory didn't follow suit, but caused a lot of trouble. In the past, I didn't talk, if I did, it would be too long. Let’s just talk about today’s events. Go outside and have a look. What kind of society is it now? He would rather lose money by himself, chewing on dead truths, is that interesting?

This list is 120,000, and we have to pay more than 300,000 to others. I didn't say that we went to Porcelain City to buy some rags and smashed our own signboards. Even if we spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy some similar blue and white flowers, wouldn't we still be able to pay less? Look at Zhou Pingyu's virtue just now? It's like eating people, what are you doing! ? "

Listening to his mother's scolding, Zhou Qianqian, who was helping her mother pat her back, hesitated to speak.

Seeing the office fell silent in the end, she mustered up her courage and said;

"Mom, I have a way."

"What can I do?"

After thinking about it, Zhou Qianqian stood up from the chair and pointed outside.

"Lord Xin. That old gentleman at the entrance of the kiln just now. He's such a big star! Why don't you ask him for help, maybe... maybe there's a turning point."

Before Zhou Qianqian finished speaking, Zhou Pingyu, who was squatting in the corner, stood up.

"You stinky girl, you have no spine! Please? Just a prodigal son who can smash bottles, please ask him for an egg"

"You bastard, just squat down for me!"

Seeing the same scene, before Zhou Pingyu could finish talking, Lao Zhou, who was sitting on the sofa, slapped the armrest hard and scolded.

Facing his daughter, Zhou Pingyu, he punched hard, but facing his father, he was also decisive.

He squatted back directly.

"If you look down on others, they may not necessarily look down on you!"

Glaring at his useless son, Lao Zhou inserted the cigarette pipe into his belt and got up.

"Qianqian, I can't let you, a little girl, put on this face. Look at this old man's face. Can someone give me a little face?"

Hurrying up to help his grandfather, Zhou Qianqian let out an obedient "Hey".

"help?"

In the open space of the factory area, Li Shixin, who was taking photos with a group of old fans, looked at an old man who was about the same age as himself, but at least twenty years younger in appearance, and blinked.

"Hey, the family is unlucky. Brother Li, it's actually embarrassing to say this. We don't know each other. I asked you for help when we met for the first time today. Really... But this batch of goods has been smashed, and the situation of the factory is not very good. Qianqian said that you are capable, brother, I have no other intentions, just thinking that you have a lot of knowledge, see if you can help me out with an idea, see what to do with this matter, and there is room for maneuver. But if you have no choice, Just pretend I didn’t tell you, don’t make it difficult for you!”

Seeing the old man with his head bowed and all the wrinkles on his face pulled together, Li Shixin smiled and waved his hands.

"I thought it was a big deal, but it's not, it's not."

After pondering for a moment, Li Shixin turned his attention to Zhou Qianqian.

"Girl, is there any finished porcelain in your factory?"

"Of course there is, but this batch of goods was customized by a clothing trading company in Hangzhou, and the shape of the utensils is different from what they want."

"It doesn't matter, this batch of orders should be compensated. After a while, the old man will help you sell the rest, won't it be over if you make back the shortfall?"

"this"

Hearing Li Shixin's extremely easy "method", Lao Zhou and Xiao Zhou looked at each other.

Then, he silently opened the door of his own warehouse.

Li Shixin blinked his eyes when he saw the pile of large and small porcelain.

"Lord Xin, are you sure?"

After glancing at those porcelains, Li Shixin took a deep breath after confirming that there were about three or four hundred pieces.

He gritted his teeth.

"Who is this old man?"

Are there superstars?

Isn't it just to bring a cargo?

Look at us!

I looked at my watch and saw that it was already afternoon. Li Shixin grinned, opened Weibo and edited a live announcement.

"Seven o'clock tonight, sexy old man, smash bottles online!"

Following the update of a provocative live broadcast preview, netizens who followed Li Shixin's Weibo exploded again and again!

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