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Chapter 13 Looking at that back view inexplicably hurts
"Brother Tianming, what do you mean?" Qian Wenhai's expression that was full of smiles a moment ago has darkened now.

"Second uncle."

Tong Xiaojing stepped forward in time to break the tense situation.

Her voice came out, and Tong Tianming, who was gripping the hammer tightly, raised his head to look at her in shock.

When Qian Wenhai saw Tong Xiaojing, he was also a little surprised that Tong Xiaojing would appear.

"Xiao Jing, why are you here?" Tong Tianming stood up, not caring about the dirt all over his body, he stepped forward, blocked Qian Wenhai, and protected Tong Xiaojing behind him, for fear that Qian Wenhai would hurt her Tong Xiaojing.

"Qian Wenhai, there is nothing to say between you and me. My place is an old workshop. My temple is too small to accommodate a big Buddha like you. You should leave quickly!" Tong Tianming said, extremely cold.

Hearing what he said, Qian Wenhai glanced at Tong Xiaojing. Tong Tianming became so nervous when the little girl came. He said so much before, but he didn't move at all, and didn't even show an expression. Now this girl At first, Tong Tianming became nervous.

He doesn't know how to eat people, why should he do this.

"Didn't I come to discuss things with you?" Qian Wenhai smiled, glanced at Tong Xiaojing, and changed the topic to Tong Xiaojing: "Jing girl, I heard that you just came back from other provinces, you are free to go to Uncle's shop Sit down, I have a lot of strange gadgets, if you like something, uncle will give it to you."

"Qian Wenhai, hurry up, I don't want to talk nonsense with you." Tong Tianming stepped in front of Tong Xiaojing and said, "Our Xiaojing won't want your things, put away your boring ideas and let me If I rely on cooperation with you to maintain the Tianming Workshop, I would rather my Tianming Workshop be closed and open."

Hearing Tong Tianming's words, Qian Wenhai sneered, "Hehe, that's easy to say. If you come to my exhibition hall to disrupt the situation, believe it or not, I can just sue you and make you pay for the coffin?"

"you……"

"Boss Qian." Tong Xiaojing stretched out her hand to catch her second uncle in time, and she looked at Qian Wenhai in front of her with a smile on her face: "My second uncle is an honest man, and he can't speak. He only knows how to make pottery. Boss Qian, please don't embarrass him." Now, if Second Uncle offends you in any way, I apologize to you on his behalf."

When Tong Tianming heard that Tong Xiaojing apologized to Qian Wenhai, he immediately became angry: "Xiaojing, how can we apologize to this bastard, he..." When it came to Qian Wenhai, Tong Tianming was unwilling to talk nonsense: "Alas... "

Hearing Tong Xiaojing's words, Qian Wenhai sneered, and gave Tong Tianming a disdainful look: "Look, it's Xiaojing who can talk."

When Tong Tianming heard these words, he pulled his palms together tightly.

Tong Xiaojing just pulled the corner of the second uncle's clothes, and she could feel the second uncle trembling all over. She knew that the second uncle was trying to control his emotions.

"Boss Qian, your business is doing so well, and the business field is booming. You are a provincial master craftsman and have won awards. You are so busy but you have time to come to my second uncle's small workshop. Here, if others see it, I’m afraid it’s not good.”

When Qian Wenhai heard this, his expression sank.

Tong Xiaojing was not polite to him.

"There are so many people in Zitao Street who know your prestige, Boss Qian, and they look forward to your better works. Others think that my second uncle envies your good business, so they are not at odds with you. Master came here in person to discuss cooperation with my second uncle, if it gets out, Boss Qian might be offended."

When Qian Wenhai heard Tong Xiaojing's words, the expression on his face was already quite ugly.

Tong Xiaojing stared at Qian Wenhai with the same expression as she expected.

Qian Wenhai only had money in his eyes, and he didn't think about how to make purple pottery at all. He only wanted to make money, and he would do anything for money. What he lacked was craftsmanship, and the second uncle had a lot of skills, so he condescended to come to the workshop Cooperate with the second uncle.

The second uncle would not agree to him, Tong Xiaojing understood.

My mother said that if the second uncle is willing to do these things, there is no such thing as Qian Wenhai.

"Boss Qian, you'd better leave quickly, there's so much dirt piled up here, it won't be good if your clothes get dirty." Tong Xiaojing said, pulling her second uncle aside to make way for Qian Wenhai.

Qian Wenhai looked at Tong Xiaojing and Tong Tianming with a little displeasure in his eyes. One moment he praised Tong Xiaojing's ability to speak, but the next second he was hurt by this girl.

Qian Wenhai put away his smile, straightened his Chinese tunic suit briefly, and said to Tong Tianming, "Brother Tianming, you have a mouth, which always needs to be eaten. I hope you will take what I just said to heart. I have taken it to heart." To show my sincerity, you are not in a hurry to answer me right away, you can think about it slowly, the door of my studio is always open, and you are always welcome."

After speaking, Qian Wenhai glanced at Tong Xiaojing, sneered, and then left.

As soon as Qian Wenhai left, those strong men drinking tea to pass the time also left, and the workshop immediately became quiet.

Sun Zhe stood at the door and watched for a long time, making sure that those strong men had really left, and then returned to the backyard.

"Uncle Ming, are you alright, those bastards didn't bully you, did they?" Sun Zhe looked at Tong Tianming worriedly, he was still small and thinner, he was indeed frightened by those strong men.

"Azhe, the second uncle is fine. Those people dare not do anything, especially those burly men who are just paper tigers, purely for display." Tong Xiaojing comforted: "If you come again next time, you will call me immediately. Call and see if I can't kill them."

Sun Zhe was amused when he heard Tong Xiaojing's words.

Sun Zhe ran to the front hall to continue looking at the store, while Tong Xiaojing stayed to help the second uncle clean up the mess in the backyard.

Originally, these five-color soils needed to be sorted, but the second uncle was so troubled by Qian Wenhai, smashed them with a hammer, and the soil was mixed together. After a long time of tossing, it had to be discarded.

"Second uncle, Qian Wenhai wants to cooperate with you. If you don't agree, he will definitely come in another way. Next time he comes again, you just ignore him. You can't vent your anger on these dirt. Baby." Tong Xiaojing didn't say much about Qian Wenhai, but simply said something.

Tong Tianming sighed heavily when he heard her words.

"Qian Wenhai only has money in his eyes, and he will do whatever it takes for money. He is only greedy for fame, and all kinds of things he exchanged through purple pottery. If he cooperates with him, it will only ruin the purple pottery inheritance that has little living space. Drop it." Tong Tianming grabbed a handful of dirt that had just been smashed by him in a fit of anger, his eyes filled with regret: "Nowadays many young people are unwilling to learn this craft because they feel that the living space is too small to learn it. , or learn too slowly and don’t want to waste time.”

"Second uncle!"

"I'm getting old, and I can't do anything else. I've entered this industry, and I'll be in this industry for the rest of my life. I'm alone, and I can do it every day. It doesn't matter." The second uncle finished. , got up and took the tools and walked to the warehouse.

Tong Xiaojing looked at the back of the second uncle leaving, feeling inexplicably distressed.

(End of this chapter)