Heavenly Master, I have a different world.

Chapter 61 Leisure
A small change did not affect Fang Zheng's mood.

There are many porcelains in the exhibition, which are displayed by various manufacturers. According to the color, there are bisque porcelain and painted porcelain, and according to the shape, there are bowls, plates, saucers, pots and so on.

Many of them are from the hands of masters, and since they are here, we should appreciate them carefully.

"Boss Fang."

A scent of fragrance approached, and said softly:
"This bucket-colored bamboo cup is imitated from the No.1 porcelain of Yue Kiln in the previous dynasty. The outer wall is painted with buckets of bamboo. The bamboo leaves are scattered and arranged. The blue and white outlines are outlined, and the green color is applied inside the lines. This painting method is also called blue and white. The green color was made by our old man of the Xia family."

"how?"

Fangzheng turned his head and looked at the person who came.

This is an extremely beautiful woman, or a beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman is wearing a black one-piece neck dress, revealing smooth white shoulders, her alluring collarbone is exposed in the air, although it is not a low-necked dress, but the chest lift squeezes out a clearly visible gully. Looking down, you can see a piece of white snow.

The long skirt has a self-cultivating effect, which perfectly sets off the slender waist and hips. The satchel in the hand and the jewelry on the body are all just right.

"Master Xia?"

Fangzheng nodded:

"Sure enough, the craftsmanship is extraordinary."

The Xia family porcelain is also very good, but as Boss Sun said, a good product does not necessarily sell well, nor does it necessarily have a market.

So the Xia family's business can only be said to be mediocre, with an annual turnover of barely over ten million.

There are many similar existences in Qu City.

"Xia Hong."

The beautiful woman handed over a business card with both hands:
"Boss Fang, let's get to know each other?"

"It's an honor." Fangzheng accepted the business card:
"I've heard about Manager Xia's name, a golden flower among the porcelain merchants in this city. I've always wanted to know him. Only when I saw him today did I realize that the rumors are true."

"Hee hee..." Xia Hong pursed her lips and chuckled lightly:
"Boss Fang's words are really interesting. He looks like an ancient man. No wonder he's dressed like this."

"However, in terms of reputation, I can't compare to you. Anyone who burns porcelain now doesn't know Boss Fang. He was really neat and tidy when he took care of people downstairs just now with a few words."

"admire!"

"Heh..." Fangzheng shook his head:
"Bullying a little girl made Manager Xia laugh."

"Some people just can't be used to it." Xia Hong took out her phone:
"Add WeChat?"

Fangzheng has everything he can do.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that there was something wrong with the way Xia Hong looked at him, his eyes seemed to be able to pull out silk, charming to the bone.

The other party likes yourself?

Want to fuck yourself?

It must be a man's illusion!

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"Snowing."

Fangzheng was sitting in the car, watching the snowflakes falling outside, the icy steel city was gradually covered by snowflakes, showing a bit of gentleness.

Looking at Feixue, his heart also slowly calmed down.

"boss."

Wan Dandan was driving the car, her eyes were slightly red and swollen. Today's experience made her mood fluctuate sharply, and she has not completely calmed down until now.

The panic and helplessness of being bullied and damaging things, the touch of the boss after he stepped forward, and the heavy figure protecting him is something I will never forget in my life.

She looked sideways, with a serious face:
"I've decided not to resign in the coming year, but to continue working with you!"

"Look at the road ahead." Fangzheng signaled the other party to drive the car, nodded and said:

"Smart move, but since you've had almost no sales during this time, it's best not to think about raising your salary."

"..." Wan Dandan looked embarrassed.

She may be a qualified accountant, but she is definitely not a qualified salesperson. In addition, Qilipu has a sparse customer flow and almost no performance.

"boss."

Pursing her lips, she changed the subject with a dry smile:

"Where are you going?"

"Near the city library." Fangzheng stretched out his hand and pointed forward:
"Just put me there. You can go back to the store. If you find it troublesome, you can drive the car back when you go to work tomorrow."

"it is good."

Wan Dandan nodded and turned the steering wheel slowly.

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Wen Lei raised her hand to cover the falling snow, and looked outside the cafe.

A man was walking slowly towards the snowfall. An oil-paper umbrella propped up a world, under which the man's long sleeves fluttered and his cloth boots stomped on the ground.

The long hair on the back is unfettered and flutters in the wind.

Men who don't wear beards in ancient costumes often give people a sissy feeling, but this is not the case in this person.

Straight back, as steady as a mountain.

Every step is as precise as a ruler, and a unique temperament mixed with warriors and scholars rushes to the face, as if the ancients in the painting stepped out of reality.

That feeling was extremely strong, more like the ancients than the costumed actors in TV dramas, with ancient rhymes in every gesture, which made Wen Lei's heart tremble slightly.

Why didn't I find out before that he was actually pretty good-looking?

"Boss Wen!"

Entering the cafe, Fangzheng put away the oil-paper umbrella:
"What's up?"

"I can't find you if I have nothing to do?" Wen Lei rolled her eyes:

"Who was the woman who drove you just now?"

"Secretary." Fangzheng said with a smile:
"Private secretary."

"Heh..." Wen Lei pursed her lips, knowing that he was talking about her own message, and then she looked Fang Zheng up and down seriously:
"You got taller?"

"Yes." Fangzheng stretched his muscles:
"Secondary development."

"No wonder it feels different from before." Wen Lei revealed surprise in her eyes, and then came back to her senses:

"Look at a file for me."

"document?"

Fang Zheng sat down in his seat, took the document handed over by Wen Lei, and after turning it over a little, something strange appeared.

"A kiln mouth with an earth and rock mining certificate, the price is 800 million?"

"Correct."

Wen Lei nodded:

"You know more about firing porcelain, what do you think of the price?"

"It's unreasonable." Fangzheng frowned:
"You may not understand, but the quarry certificate is more than 2000 million in Qushi, 800 million is too cheap!"

"Really?" Wen Lei's eyes lit up:
"That means it can be done."

"Your company wants to acquire this kiln?" Fangzheng raised his head and said solemnly:
"As a friend, I advise you to be careful, there must be something wrong here."

"Hmm..." Wen Lei pondered for a while, and said:
"Do you know Fuhong Iron and Steel Works?"

"I know." Fangzheng nodded:
"I heard it's going to be split."

"Yes." Wen Lei said:

"Fuhong Steel Works has many industries, and this kiln is one of them. If I can win this deal, my status in the group will be further improved."

"As for the price..."

"you do not need to worry."

She didn't say much.

As the newly promoted manager of the group, Wen Lei needs to make a performance, and the sale of the low-end kiln of Fuhong Steel Factory is her opportunity.

It took her a lot of connections to get this opportunity.

In terms of price...

Twenty-eight million is the price on the surface, and how many people will divide up the remaining 800 million, which is naturally inconvenient to disclose.

Even before meeting Fangzheng, she consulted with other people in the porcelain industry.

"Ah."

Fangzheng understands:

"Recently, the Fuhong Steel Plant is very lively. Several congressmen took turns to give speeches. It seems that how to deal with the steel plant will become the focus of their campaign."

"There is nothing wrong with your kiln. You have debts but not many, and your business conditions are okay..."

"Drip!"

A message came from the phone.

When Fangzheng opened it, it turned out to be Jinhua Xiahong, a porcelain merchant whom he had just met not long ago.

She posted a photo of her exercising, showing a sexy and hot body in tight clothes, showing her hips, slender waist and chest.

Coupled with the sweat beads on the pink cheeks, it makes people's blood boil.

"Boss Fang, what are you doing?"

(End of this chapter)