The Strongest Male God System

Chapter 412

"It really is you!" Gong Xinxin was furious.

The European laughed: "Beautiful lady, there is no reason for your anger."

"Your employees deserve higher compensation, but in your place, they can't get it, so we will provide it. What's wrong with it?"

"Skills, if they can't be realized, then this skill is meaningless."

"Miss Gong, we asked you for an exclusive buyout for the last time. If you disagree, then we have to use other methods." The European said calmly.

"Xinxin, just sell it. The technology in your hands and the old lady is also flawed. It would be nice if you can pack it and buy it out!" Yuan Jie said bitterly, "Everyone can't eat with your grandparents!"

Gong Xinxin's chest was violently up and down.

Her mood is bad now.

"Sister Yuan, I will definitely win the gold medal in this international embroidery competition, and there will be a lot of orders!" Gong Xinxin forcibly calmed her emotions and explained to everyone, "We have slowly found out this six months. The road will be better next year!"

"Sorry, Xinxin, we don't have the patience to stay with you anymore!" Sister Yuan sighed, "I will also participate in this competition. Of course, it represents my current company! My work is Bainiao Chaofeng... ...Xinxin, don't blame me!"

"What? Sister Yuan, how can you do this?" Gong Xinxin stared at her with a look of anger, "That is the result of my mother's research, why are you?"

"If you get the grand prize, you can get the highest attention. Only when we go to a new company can we have a status. You. Mom was really good back then, and she really taught me a lot, but she has been away for so many years. Swap it down, right?"

"Xinxin, we have discussed many plans for your work this time, but I warn you not to use a hundred birds to face the phoenix. Compared with me, you don't have a chance!"

"Are you leaving too?" Gong Xinxin looked at the other dozen female workers, who were all the core strength of the workshop.

One of the female workers thought for a while and said: "Xinxin, unless you can show more creativity and a stronger embroiderer than Sister Yuan, we won't cooperate with you anymore!"

Sister Yuan also said indifferently: "I don't want to force everyone. Let's compare a game and let everyone choose by themselves. How about we?"

Gong Xinxin's face suddenly paled.

Sister Yuan grew up with her mother, is experienced and knowledgeable.

And she, at a young age, has not thoroughly studied many techniques, how could she be comparable to Yuanjie?

This is clearly losing.

"Okay, compare it!" Zhou Yang said suddenly.

A group of female workers had already noticed the handsome guy standing next to Gong Xinxin, but they had no chance to meet him.

"Handsome guy, who are you Xinxin? Dare to make decisions for her?" Sister Yuan said lightly.

"I...hehe, I'm Gong Xinxin's distant uncle!" Zhou Yang said nonchalantly and winked at Gong Xinxin.

Don't tear down the stage for me at this time, big sister!

Gong Xinxin nodded vigorously.

As long as Zhou Yang can help her win the game, she can be called Grandpa.

"Uncle Yuanfang? Why haven't I heard the master say..." Sister Yuan was a little surprised, "It doesn't matter, anyone is useless, you can't win!"

"Let's write a question!" Zhou Yang made a please gesture, "Find what you are best at, the best, and I will continue!"

"Ho, what a big tone!"

"Boy smashed, can you still make Sister Yuan even if a man does embroidery?"

"It's okay to lose a little bit, so that everyone is entangled!"

A group of female embroidery workers are not optimistic about Zhou Yang.

Embroidery was originally a woman's business. Even if this young man started to learn embroidery even if he had a womb, he would not have a high level.

This is like a landruck in front of a group of swimming fish clamoring about how watery it is, ridiculous!

"Then I'm welcome!" Sister Yuan found two sets of needles, arranged all kinds of colored threads, and put on the thimble, and said lightly, "We are like a classic pattern, Songhe prolongs the year."

Sister Yuan found two pictures of Songhe Yannian that had been outlined, handed them to Zhou Yang, and said: "If the outline is there, let's run the line. Whoever finishes the crane first will win."

"No problem!" Zhou Yang smiled.

"Dongfang, are you sure?" Gong Xinxin felt a little unsure.

Although this Oriental has shown skills, the other party is Yuanjie, the strongest young generation in the embroidery circle.

"This kind of competition...a piece of cake!" Zhou Yang smiled.

A group of female embroidery workers pouted.

The young man nowadays is really impetuous and arrogant, he doesn't even know the horror of Sister Yuan.

"Then let's start!" Sister Yuan threaded the thread and gently pinched the needle.

At this moment, Sister Yuan had a strong sense of self-confidence, which was brought about by immersing in a skill for more than ten years.

Zhou Yang smiled and said, "You can start first, I'm not in a hurry!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the workshop exploded again.

"This young man... why is it so arrogant!"

"Let Sister Yuan start first, and he won't have a chance to start!"

"Hey... Gong family, there is really no successor!"

Gong Xinxin was also dumbfounded: "Dongfang, what are you going to make?"

Sister Yuan smiled faintly: "This is the first time I have seen you in this way of showing weakness. Thank you, I will not show mercy."

Zhou Yang said: "You hurry up, when I get interested, you will have no chance!"

"Xinxin, even though I'm a bit too much to say that, I still want to say it!" Zhou Yang looked at Gong Xinxin and said, "I'm not targeting anyone, everyone here...all rubbish!"

"Nonsense!"

"What quality!"

"Young people really dare to say!"

Suddenly, the crowd in the workshop was enthusiastic, and Zhou Yang instantly became a public enemy.

Sister Yuan just sneered.

In her opinion, Zhou Yang is just a mouth-to-mouth style.

After a brief period of anger, Gong Xinxin suddenly calmed down and stopped speaking.

The few old people looked at each other and shook their heads and laughed.

I didn't expect to see such a person who doesn't know the height of the sky.

"Then I'm not welcome!" Sister Yuan said, and started getting the needle.

Her hands are very dexterous, and the shining silver needles go back and forth on the cloth, like a little snake whose tail can never be seen, quickly filling the outline of a crane.

A group of female embroidery workers admired from time to time.

"Acupuncture needles, this is!"

"It's acupuncture, my God! The feathers of this crane are too good to be acupuncture!"

"Ah, it's a rolling pin. When will Sister Yuan even know this trick!"

Several foreigners all nodded their heads again and again with the stitches shown by Sister Yuan.

Professional masters are professional masters and cannot tolerate any fakes.

Gong Xinxin lowered her head.

She has given up in her heart.

Don't say that Sister Yuan's hand is her own, even if her grandma is in the battle personally, she dare not say that she won.

In a blink of an eye, the crane was half filled by the thin silk thread. Sister Yuan paused for a short break.

Looking at Zhou Yang again, he hasn't done anything yet.

She shook her head and smiled: "Xinxin, this is your brother-in-law? What a disappointment!"

Gong Xinxin looked at Zhou Yang with a grieved expression: "Dongfang, I knew you had surrendered directly, it would be better for me to go up and fight, I... I hate you!"

Zhou Yang put on the thimble, twisted two finely threaded needles, and wondered: "Who said I surrendered directly?"

"Then why don't you embroider?" Gong Xinxin roared.

Zhou Yang smiled faintly: "Because I'm afraid you might think that I am bullying!"

"In that case, let me start!"

At this time, the female embroiderer and Sister Yuan discovered that Zhou Yang actually had a needle in each hand.

Sister Yuan's eyes suddenly widened: "Double-sided embroidery?"