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Chapter 43 Domineering
What Han Zhenyang said made Qiao Shengnan feel ashamed, and secretly scolded himself for being a villain in vain, and he was not as frank as a big boy like Han Zhenyang.However, she quickly adjusted her status and said with a smile: "I didn't do much, it's all thanks to your Brother Qianjun, it should be his share, as for me, forget it, as long as I can continue to host the new company I am very satisfied with the operation.”

"No, absolutely not," Han Zhenyang shook his head resolutely, "You still have 40.00% of the share of the new company, and I have 30.00%. The remaining [-]% belongs to Brother Qianjun, and the rest of the conditions remain unchanged."

"No, you've suffered a big loss, and Brother Qianjun's share is too much. If you want 20.00%, you can just do it. You brother Qianjun doesn't care about how much money you have, so we each give [-]% to each other. Your Brother Qianjun, I am thirty, you are fifty, and your Brother Qianjun is twenty."

"Brother Qianjun can take 40.00%, but you can't move your share," Han Zhenyang said categorically, "We each take 20.00%, and Brother Qianjun takes [-]%. You are in charge of the management, and I am in charge of the purchases. That's it. "

Qiao Shengnan opened his mouth, but when he saw Han Zhenyang's firm and domineering expression, his heart skipped a beat, and he let out a soft "oh", then lowered his head and brushed his drooping bangs, "I listen to you."

"Hey, if there is no problem, let's deal with it quickly, and handle the handover as soon as possible, so that the employees and assets of those branches will not be lost," Han Zhenyang was secretly happy when Qiao Shengnan agreed, as long as he can be tightly tied with Qiao Shengnan and make money Does how much matter?

It has to be said that Qiao Shengnan's position in Han Zhenyang's heart is getting more and more important, but Han Zhenyang hasn't realized it yet.

"Brother, Sister Shengnan, who is Brother Qianjun you are talking about?" At this time, Han Xiaoyue who was on the side asked nicely.

Han Zhenyang smiled, and briefly described He Qianjun's image, then took out the mutton fat jade Buddha and put it on her neck, "Hey, Brother Qianjun gave it to you, it's more expensive, don't show it to others easily."

"Oh," Han Xiaoyue doesn't understand jade, but seeing Han Zhenyang's seriousness, she also realizes that the value of this jade pendant may be really expensive, so she puts the jade pendant on her body carefully, and at the same time describes the mysterious and bold jade pendant to her brother. Brother Qianjun became more curious.

Han Zhenyang saw that there was still a string around his sister's neck, so he couldn't help asking, "When did you buy the jewelry?"

"Sister Sheng Nan gave it to me just now," Han Xiaoyue lowered her head as if she had made a mistake, and pulled out the thin rope. It was a leaf-shaped jade pendant, called Ye Zi by insiders, and it was a very classic shape of jade pendant .This emerald green leaf is made of glass, full of green, and the color is tender green. The term is called boxwood green. It is not as luxurious as imperial green, but it has a more delicate and soft feeling.

This kind of jadeite pendant can sell for more than one million pieces, and it can be even higher if you meet a hacker.And to be honest, you can't buy jadeite jewelry with such water and color in ordinary jewelry stores, because it is too rare.However, Han Zhenyang didn't mean to blame his sister, he touched her head, and said with a smile: "Put it away, you don't have to be polite with your male sister."

"Hmph, that's just right. If you dare to be polite to me, I won't tear you apart." Qiao Shengnan snorted coquettishly, "Come on, go get a permit with me."

"Accreditation?" Han Xiaoyue was stunned for a moment, then looked at Han Zhenyang and Qiao Shengnan, and asked falteringly, "You guys, isn't this too fast?"

"What is too fast?" Han Zhenyang was a little confused.

Qiao Shengnan was also taken aback for a moment, then giggled, his stomach ached from laughing, "Hey, giggling, Xiaoyue, you are so cute, what are you thinking?"

"You said you wanted to apply for a certificate with my brother," Han Xiaoyue muttered.

When Han Zhenyang heard this, he also laughed, feeling that his silly sister thought that the "document application" that Sister Shengnan said was a marriage certificate.But thinking of getting married, my heart skipped a beat, and I subconsciously thought of the little accident that happened in that hot spring in Jinling.It seems, it seems, it seems that Ms. Katsuo is really a good choice.

Thinking of this, I feel somewhat guilty, afraid that my little thoughts will be discovered by others.

Qiao Shengnan seemed to have noticed it, his pretty face flushed slightly, and he didn't mention the word "document application", but all the necessary documents had to be handled one by one.With Qiao Shengnan in charge, Han Zhenyang, a layman, just took a few photos, got a card, signed it, and engraved an official seal, and then let it go.Qiao Shengnan did it all by himself, such as training the store manager, handling finances, integrating the facade, and allocating storage.

It has to be said that Qiao Shengnan is a good businessman. It was the first time he took over such a large stall, but he quickly got started and handled all kinds of affairs in an orderly manner.So much so that Han Zhenyang didn't know where to start if he wanted to help.

Unable to help, Han Zhenyang had no choice but to stay in the villa as an otaku.

Fortunately, he has a new toy - a set of pot making tools and a small electric kiln, which Mr. Zhao Zhonghua Mr. Zhao personally selected, packaged and mailed, and a large bag of purple sand clay came with the courier.Of course, there is also the "Yizhimei" pot that he personally made.

He asked someone to build a room in the garage and transformed it into his own studio. After installing the electric kiln and workbench, he enthusiastically tried to make purple clay pots.

In Mr. Zhao’s studio, everything is ready-made. He only needs to shape the ready-made mud into shapes, but he can’t do it at home. He has to experience many processes, and these processes are directly related to a pot. success or failure, good or bad.

For example, practice mud.

Mud refining is a process in which the air bubbles in the mud are squeezed out by external force to make the mud uniform and compact after mixing the mud evenly. This process can be done manually or replaced by machinery.

However, there is a defect in mechanical mud refining, which is easy to damage the characteristics of the mud, and the mud made by mechanical training is too tight, which will have a strong stress, and often deforms when it is fired into the furnace, resulting in defective products. and scrap.

Although manual mud refining is a bit slower, the finished product has good water absorption, and the surface of the utensils has a stronger graininess, which makes the tire quality have a particularly moist texture, and the matte effect is better than that of mechanical mud.

Therefore, some craftsmen who pay attention to quality dare not be sloppy in this process, and use manual mud refining as much as possible.Some masters even use manual mode for crushing, screening and other processes.Another example is a very critical process - stale.

Staleness is to store the mixed mud in a cellar that is airtight and out of sunlight for three months to two years. Particles undergo further chemical changes in the natural environment, and the fine air bubbles in the mud can be further eliminated.

After a long period of aging, the mud is more uniform, more compact, more moldable, and the finished product is more beautiful.

These aged mud materials are what people in the industry call old materials.Zisha teapots made of old materials do not need to be played on a plate, and the effect is similar to that of bronze wares that have been played for three generations.

Experts don't need to stretch out their hands, they can tell whether the pot is made of old materials or new materials at a glance.As long as it is a new material, the price will never be too high.

What Mr. Zhao gave to Han Zhenyang was a pack of two-year-old ingredients. Although it was relatively common red clay, it was quite rare.The stale mud needs to be practiced again before use, that is, to re-beat and squeeze with a mallet. The real process cannot be sloppy, otherwise a small air bubble will ruin your previous efforts.

According to the process given by Mr. Zhao, Han Zhenyang took out part of the sealed mud, and then began to beat it evenly. This is a delicate job, and it is also a hard job. People who are impatient and have poor physique cannot do it.

Of course, this is not difficult for Han Zhenyang, he is even better than some experienced masters, because he has supernatural powers, he can intuitively detect the internal conditions of the mud, and he can ensure that he practiced it well. There is not a single air bubble in the mud, and it can even ensure that every part of the mud has been beaten by him and is evenly stressed.

But it’s easy to say, but it’s different when you actually do it. The force should not be too large, but it should not be too small. It must be uniform and orderly, and the organizational structure of the mud should not be damaged, and the air in the mud should be squeezed. Going out, the scale is really not ordinary.

When Han Zhenyang first started to fight, not only did it not have the effect of practicing, but it made more air bubbles in the mud when he turned over.He had no choice but to beat him one hammer at a time. When the beating started, he simply took off his shirt and started his hands naked.

His tendons are really worthy of the audience. When he swings the mallet, his muscles flow like flowing, with a great sense of rhythm.

"Wow... the figure of the male god is so good!" There was an exclamation from outside the garage, no need to think, it must be the girl Tong Zhenzhen.

Sure enough, Tong Zhenzhen rushed in first, and walked around Han Zhenyang with bright eyes, smacking her lips from time to time, looking salivating, those who didn't know thought she saw a whole roasted lamb.

Afterwards, Han Xiaoyue followed in, and gave her brother an angry look, "Brother, just show off, be careful that someone cut you off for barbecue that day."

Han Zhenyang chuckled, "Whoever likes to eat, eat it, anyway, it can still grow."

"That's right, Xiao Yueyue, you are too stingy. Besides, I'll just take a look, and I won't really take a bite," Tong Zhenzhen pretended to be dissatisfied.

"You said you wouldn't eat it. If I wasn't here, you would have jumped on it," Han Xiaoyue counterattacked not to be outdone.

"Nonsense, where is the drooling?"

"Halazi got his clothes wet and said he didn't bleed. It's embarrassing to be a classmate with you..."

"Ah, male god, your sister is too bad, she always bullies me, sell her, can I be your sister?"

(End of this chapter)