we will meet

Qian Wenhai glanced at Sun Zhe, with disdain in his eyes, he ignored Sun Zhe and looked at Tong Xiaojing instead.

"Xiaojing girl, you have read so many books, you should apply what you have learned, and now you come back to do these things, why bother?" Qian Wenhai raised his eyebrows, looking at the purple pottery in the showcase: "These purple pottery are made by Brother Tianming. For most of his life, he didn't know how to commercialize, how to launch the product, toss half his life, how many did he sell?"

When Sun Zhe heard this, he couldn't bear it anymore. He immediately put down the tea and wanted to argue with Qian Wenhai.

"Sun Zhe..."

Tong Xiaojing reached out and grabbed Sun Zhe's hand. She looked at Qian Wenhai and smiled lightly: "Boss Qian, you also make purple pottery crafts. You should be aware that many people are full of prejudice against tradition, and many people even don't understand craftsmen. Why stick to this craft all the time.”

When Qian Wenhai heard this, his expression sank and he didn't speak.

"Boss Qian, you should understand that in making purple pottery, in the 108 processes of purple pottery, each one brings together the painstaking efforts and hopes of the craftsmen." Tong Xiaojing looked at Qian Wenhai and smiled slightly: "I remember that you were also awarded the purple pottery recently. As the inheritor, naturally he should understand the hope behind these processes better than me, right?"

Qian Wenhai was a little embarrassed when Tong Xiaojing asked him this question.

After a moment of stalemate, Qian Wenhai sighed: "Hey, since you are so determined, then work harder! I have always hoped that Tianming Workshop will be kept well."

"Thank you, Boss Qian."

"It's strange to call Boss Qian. According to my age, I am several months older than your second uncle. You can call me uncle."

Tong Xiaojing smiled slightly, and didn't say much. She told Sun Zhe who was at the side: "Sun Zhe, go and help clean up the workshop, and we will learn firing together later."

"Okay, Miss Xiaojing." Sun Zhe responded and turned to leave. Before leaving, he still glared at Qian Wenhai to express his dissatisfaction.

Tong Xiaojing still had a smile on her face, looking at Qian Wenhai with a faint smile: "Boss Qian, thank you for your kindness, and I thank you on behalf of my second uncle." While speaking, she glanced at the fruit basket Qian Wenhai sent.

Qian Wenhai smiled lightly: "It's a small thing, we are all in the same company, so naturally we have to take care of each other."

"We still have something to do, so we won't compensate you. You have to be thoughtful. You can take a look in the workshop. Maybe you can learn my second uncle's persistence in making pottery from these purple pottery."

Hearing the mention of Tong Tianming, Qian Wenhai's expression collapsed, and he was no longer in a good mood.

"Since you have something to do, I'll leave first, Xiaojing. The maintenance of this workshop also requires funds. If you can't persist, you can ask uncle, who can help." Qian Wenhai glanced at Tong Xiaojing standing beside her. Meng Junzhuo, who was sitting there, narrowed his eyes slightly: he was a bit displeased.

"This day won't happen." Tong Xiaojing said seriously, with an extremely serious expression on her face.

"You can't speak too early, just in case." Qian Wenhai laughed, turned around to leave, but saw Tong Tianming standing at the door.

When Tong Xiaojing noticed her second uncle, she was also a little surprised.

Qian Wenhai is able to have what he is today because he cheated the Pushi Pot from his second uncle to go to the awards. He won the honor and started to soar. He knows how to operate, how to make gimmicks, and how to cater to consumers to gain attention. His purple pottery workshop grew.

He did all this by stepping on his second uncle's body, but he repeatedly angered his second uncle.

Just now, she purposely spoke to stimulate Qian Wenhai, and she also said it to herself. Since she decided to stay, she will persevere in Tianming Workshop. No matter how difficult she encounters, she will persist. She felt no pressure, but the second uncle heard it.

Tong Xiaojing looked at the second uncle. The second uncle's expression was very calm. She was worried that the second uncle and Qian Wenhai would have a dispute. Just as she was about to step forward, the second uncle said simply: "Boss Qian is rarely free to come over. Sit down and have a cup of tea." !"

Qian Wenhai did not expect that Tong Tianming would be so polite as to invite him to sit down and drink tea. He came here to provoke people today, to ridicule Tong Tianming, how could he have the thought to sit down and drink tea with Tong Tianming, a waste.

If Tong Tianming can't hold back and argue with him, or the best thing is to make a move in a fit of anger, he will have enough reasons to completely expel him from the entire Wanyao Village, and he will never have the opportunity to be a purple girl again. Tao, now this old guy has learned to be good and knows how to adapt.

Ha ha!

"I heard that Xiao Jing gave up her job in Shanghai and stayed in the workshop to learn purple pottery from you, so I came here to see this girl." Qian Wenhai said seriously: "Xiao Jing is very energetic, brother Tianming, do you want her?" Teach me well, if you need my help, just ask, if I have something to do at the Zitao Museum, I will leave first." Qian Wenhai glanced at the subordinates beside him, and immediately walked away.

As soon as Qian Wenhai left, Tong Tianhai walked into the workshop. His most severely fractured leg was not very stable when walking, and the most severely injured hand was the same and he couldn't move much.

"Second Uncle!" Tong Xiaojing called out, and immediately pulled a chair over so that Tong Tianming could sit down.

Tong Tianming didn't sit down, but just looked at Tong Xiaojing and said seriously: "Xiao Jing, Tianming Workshop will definitely persevere this day."

Tong Xiaojing looked at the second uncle, and from the eyes of the second uncle, she seemed to see the second uncle when she was young. At that time, she was still young, standing in the courtyard and listening to the words of her father and the second uncle at the dinner table. Shang, but the second uncle insisted on following in the footsteps of his grandfather, and continued to stick to the road of purple pottery.

At that time, the second uncle said a word that he had passed on the craftsmanship of Zitao to them all his life, and they had to stick to it. Since Tong Tianhai chose to go into business, Zitao couldn't just be lost, he just As long as Zitao is courageous enough to continue.

As for whether it is good or not, that is the fate of the individual.

Thinking back to this, Tong Xiaojing cheered herself up silently in her heart. She will work hard to stick to everything in the future, and she will work hard to provoke this inheritance.

After a while, Tong Xiaojing spoke seriously.

"Yes, and must."

Tong Tianming nodded lightly when he heard her words: "Yes, I must."

Meng Junzhuo stood aside, looking at Tong Xiaojing's firm eyes, his eyes deepened.

……

late at night.

Muran lives inside.

Sitting in front of the computer, Meng Junzhuo was a little puzzled by the previously completed text. The last time he came back, Mo Ranju suddenly regained the feeling of passionate creation, but then this feeling disappeared inexplicably.

I used to think that his inspiration came from Jianshui, but when he came, it didn’t seem to be the case, Tianming Workshop, he went to Tianming Workshop several times in a few days, and that feeling didn’t come back until today...Meng Junzhuo seems to have discovered what.

When he saw that Tong Xiaojing was obsessed with Zitao and resolutely chose to continue, he understood the source of his inspiration these days.

She...was his inspiration!