we will meet

The two talked briefly and talked for a long time.

The next day.

Early in the morning, Sun Zhe came to tell Tong Xiaojing that Qian Wenhai went to the court with great fanfare, and directly sued the entire Tianming Workshop.

"Qian Wenhai really went to sue, and Qian You was eating and drinking there in a good manner, but he was lying in the hospital. It's simply, do you want to be so disgusting." Sun Zhe was a little irritable. Regarding the behavior of Qin Wenhai and others, he I am very dissatisfied, but my own people speak lightly, which can't play any role at all.

"I see, let him sue!" Tong Xiaojing said lightly, ignored it, and went straight into the backyard to continue studying.

Tong Xiaojing looked at the drawn works, the cup shape was very good, but she was not satisfied.

Before this, she had been steadfast, but suddenly she hesitated, whether it was right for her to choose this path.

If you stick to it, what will you get?
Like the second uncle, he does not pursue fame and wealth and makes purple pottery with peace of mind. In that case, it may be difficult to maintain his livelihood. Try to earn more reputation and sell his works to earn more profits. How is that different from Qian Wenhai? ?
At this moment, Tong Xiaojing was in trouble.

At the beginning, her original intention was only because she loved Zitao, so she wanted to stick to it.

Now, she has achieved initial results, but she is facing difficulties in making this choice in life.

When Tong Tianming came in, he saw Tong Xiaojing sitting there quietly without saying a word, so he stepped forward and sat down.

"Girl, what are you thinking?"

Tong Xiaojing came back to her senses and saw that it was the second uncle who came in, she responded softly: "It's nothing, I'm just thinking about what to do next?"

Tong Tianming glanced at the clay on the wheel, stepped forward, started the wheel, and began to knead the clay.

"How to do it, many times I don't know, but whether I do it or not, I will live this life." Tong Tianming said, and smiled: "Girl, I remember your words, do everything as you like, keep it Love it."

Tong Xiaojing looked at the second uncle, and saw that the second uncle started to soften the soil seriously, and then started drawing. His hand has almost recovered, and it will be seriously injured in the end. Even if he works hard, the works produced by drawing cannot reach the level of fineness before. degree.

Despite this, Tong Tianming still pulled out a shape seriously.

"Keep loving! This persistence has lasted for decades. Once you get used to it, you will feel that it is no big deal."

Listening to the second uncle's words, Tong Xiaojing looked at the shape of the utensil that was drawn by the second uncle, and it took a while for her to say: "Yes."

Qian Wenhai's indictment against them came down soon, and the court has sent a notice.

Tong Xiaojing had already expected all of this, but when suing, Qian Wenhai still saved a lot of time, and gave them enough buffer in terms of time. The intention was obvious, to let them go to him and agree to the terms of his cooperation. .

Jiang Xiaopang also found a lawyer, intending to take responsibility for this matter and have nothing to do with Tianming Workshop.

Tong Xiaojing knew Qian Wenhai's intentions, so she changed her clothes and planned to go to Qian Wenhai's workshop.

Meng Junzhuo helped her, and little fat brother also helped him, she couldn't sit still, this matter happened because of her, and she had to face any result alone.

As soon as Tong Xiaojing arrived in front of Qian's workshop, she saw Qian Wenhai's sleek black Mercedes from a distance.

The car stopped, and Qian Wenhai got out of the car.

When Tong Xiaojing saw Qian Wenhai, she was about to go forward, but saw that someone had already stepped forward to find Qian Wenhai.

It was a middle-aged woman with her teenage son.

"Boss Qian, can you reconsider what I told you last time? Our child wants to learn purple pottery. He is very caring and will definitely be able to learn it well. Can you let him study in your workshop? , Our family’s conditions are not very good in terms of fees, can we charge less.”

Qian Wenhai glanced at the middle-aged woman, then at the child with distaste, and said coldly, "What time is this? If you don't have money and want to learn crafts, how can there be such a good thing."

When the middle-aged woman heard Qian Wenhai's words, she felt a little embarrassed, and kept holding the child's hand tightly.

The child was beside the mother, and the look in his expectant eyes suddenly dimmed after hearing Qian Wenhai's words.

"Hurry up, this is not the place for you to come. There are so many masters in Wanyao Village who make purple pottery. If you want to learn, you can find others. Come to me. It's not because I have the largest industry and my reputation is the loudest. You make it difficult for me to do this, I am in business, not in charity.”

"Boss Qian, please be accommodating. This kid is willing to learn. He has always liked Zitao. He can work for your workshop, and you can entrust him with all the heavy and tiring work."

"I have a lot of workers in my workshop. What if I want you as a child? Do I hire child labor?" Qian Wenhai looked at the other mother and son incredulously: "Don't come here to harm me. I'm still busy with things. Come to visit my workshop, you don't want to delay things here, you can find whoever you want!"

Qian Wenhai ignored people and went straight into the workshop.

The mother and son stood in place, stalemate for a moment, and finally left helplessly.

"Mom, why don't we stop studying? I'm already 16 years old. I can go to work. I'll come to study later when I get rich from working." The boy and his mother said with seriousness in their eyes.

The middle-aged woman choked up: "Well, let's go home and take our time."

The middle-aged woman took the boy away, and when passing by Tong Xiaojing, Tong Xiaojing stopped the boy.

"Why do you want to learn purple pottery?"

The boy looked at her, a little puzzled. When the middle-aged woman heard Tong Xiaojing's voice, she pulled the boy into her arms nervously, looked at Tong Xiaojing vigilantly, and was about to take the boy away.

The boy looked at Tong Xiaojing, hesitated for a while, and said, "I think it's amazing to be able to make such delicate and beautiful things out of mud."

Hearing the boy's answer, Tong Xiaojing smiled slightly: "It's that simple?"

"Yes, it's that simple." The boy looked at her seriously, puzzled and said, "Why do you ask me this? Can you also make purple pottery?"

Tong Xiaojing smiled lightly and didn't say much. The boy's mother glanced at her, didn't let the boy talk to her any more, and dragged the boy away quickly.

Tong Xiaojing looked at the figure of the boy and the mother going away, she turned her head to look at Qian Wenhai's workshop, and the idea of ​​talking to Qian Wenhai suddenly disappeared.

She turned around and walked in the direction of Tianming Workshop.

His footsteps became more and more confident, without any hesitation.

Tong Xiaojing decided that no matter how Qian Wenhai targeted her, she would face it decisively, and she couldn't just back down so easily.

She left all this to the law to deal with. If Qian Wenhai sued them and won the case, no matter how much the compensation was, she would try her best to face it. This was her choice, her way.

No matter how difficult it is, there is no turning back.