Enter the Room

  Chapter 174

   Anyone who has experienced a public relations crisis in a previous life knows that it is not a trivial matter to be able to shout in front of the head of the family.

  Song Jiyun got up in horror, and hurriedly said to Master Xiong: "You sit here, I'll go and have a look, I'll be right back!"

  Master Xiong nodded, and sat there in a dainty manner, continuing to drink tea with a calm expression.

  Song Cuiyun quickly walked out of the private room.

  On the square outside the elegant room, a group of people surrounded the inner and third floors, most of them were merchants who were waiting for orders these days.

  She could still hear Zhou Zheng's voice: "Impossible! Our Songjia Kiln Factory has been in Jingdezhen for so many years, it is impossible to sell this kind of porcelain to you."

A man said angrily: "Look! Is this an order from your kiln! Let's take a look again, is this porcelain from your kiln! I, Qian San, have been walking in Jingdezhen for so many years. Who is it, everyone? You all know! Do I still want to blackmail your kiln?"

  The people next to him were talking about it: "Exactly! Qian San is the most trustworthy person, he can't do such a thing."

   "I see that the business of Songjia Kiln Factory is booming these days, so I'm a little flustered. The faces of the guys who usually greet you with smiles are uglier than Wanniang. Asking them a price is also reluctant."

   "I saw that it was something from their kiln factory. This is the pattern that the old owner started to make. Our family has been importing this pattern before. But it has been fine all the time, and this situation has not happened!"

  Most people are partial to Qian San.

   Song Jiyun's heart sank, and he shouted sharply: "What's going on?!"

  The crowd immediately parted.

  Everyone's eyes fell on her.

   "It's Boss Song!"

   "I didn't expect to be so beautiful!"

   "Really? So young!"

   "When she was a child, I saw the second master of the Song family take her to the temple to offer incense. She still looks the same as when she was a child. It can't be wrong!"

  Everyone "buzzed" and started whispering.

  Song Jiyun walked over without squinting.

   "Master!" Zhou Zheng saluted Song Jiyun profusely.

  That Qian San is a man in his thirties, not tall, wearing a kiln worker's rough katana cloth and short brown, but with a red face, he doesn't look like a coolie.

   It should be worn like this specially for the convenience of doing things.

   This also shows that he does not do much business, but he does everything by himself and is able to endure hardships.

   Such people are usually very careful.

  Song Jiyun quickly sized up the person who came, guessing in his heart the character of this person.

  Seeing her startled, Qian San blushed immediately, and after a while he hurriedly saluted her, saying, "Boss Song!"

   "Boss Qian!" Song Jiyun returned the gift with a smile, "This is not a place to talk, why don't we go to the accounting room first."

  The private room already has Boss Xiong.

   While Song Jiyun was speaking, he glanced at a pallet of porcelain piled up on the cart beside him.

   But just this one glance was enough to make her heart sink.

  Blue and white small bowl with knife pattern, the most common pattern in Jingdezhen. The porcelain surface was smooth and clean, but it was blown into several pieces.

  Shocked glaze!

   This is caused by improper use of glaze.

   And it is the lowest level of error.

  Even the apprentices of the powerful kiln factory would not make such a mistake.

  Who knew that Qian was struggling, and he stumbled for a long time: "Boss Song, it's not that I don't believe you. It's just that if you don't give me an explanation, you won't be able to explain clearly after a while."

   In the end, I was still afraid that they would take advantage of the power of the kiln and bully him.

  Song Jiyun knew very well that in this situation, he could only cut the mess quickly and solve the matter immediately, so that the information would not spread so quickly, and even if it spread, it would still spread good words.

   "Okay!" She said briskly, "Then we'll settle it here."

  She asked Zhou Zheng: "Is Boss Qian's order from our kiln factory?"

   "Yes!" Zhou Zheng hesitated for a while, but still said with certainty, "I have seen the order, it is from our kiln factory."

  He walked to her side, and lowered his voice, "The number is also right."

  Song Jiyun nodded slightly, and asked Qian San: "Boss Qian, since there is a problem with our product, what do you think? Return the product and pay three times the compensation according to the industry regulations, or replace it with another batch?"

  Qian San looked at Song Jiyun in surprise.

  He didn't expect things to be so simple.

  Song Jiyun said sincerely: "I believe that with your character, you will not blackmail us. There must be a problem with the goods in our kiln."

Qian Sanyi's eyes were wet when he heard this, and he hurriedly said: "Boss Song, I don't mean anything else. I come from a small family, and the money for the purchase this time is collected by several companies. If there is no problem, I will They will definitely not come to your door. I want to change the batch, but you have to let me pick this batch myself."

   This is something that doesn't believe their family anymore!

   Moreover, Qian San obviously did not frame them.

  Song Jiyun's heart sank a bit, but his face did not show half, and he still said sincerely: "This is what it should be. Since it is a problem with our kiln factory, it is very reasonable for you to make such a request."

She also murmured intentionally: "This is the first time I have encountered such a thing. Otherwise, you can see if this works. In addition to opening the warehouse to let you personally pick a batch of goods that you are satisfied with, we will also send three feet-high Avalokitesvara Like the order to make compensation. You just take the order and pick it up in half a year.”

  The porcelain had to be fired in advance, otherwise she would have given it to him on the spot.

  Qian San and the people watching the excitement around were stunned.

   "Qian Sanfa!"

   "There is such a good thing! I don't know if I smashed the porcelain at home, can I have such good luck!"

   "Hey, Qian San, do you want this order? Instead of coming back in half a year, it's better to sell it at the nearest place. What you get is money!"

   "Now the price of their foot-high Avalokitesvara cattle has tripled!"

   No one cares what happened to this batch of blue and white porcelain anymore!

  Song Jiyun was slightly relieved, and smiled again and asked Qian San to go to the accountant to talk: "This batch of porcelain has to go through procedures, and you are just waiting here. Give me a chance and I will do my best as a landlord."

   also said: "Don't worry! What I say in front of everyone will not be counted. Otherwise, the reputation of our kiln will be lost, and it will be impossible to gain a foothold in Jingdezhen!"

  People at this time put integrity first when doing business.

  Qian San embarrassedly followed Song Jiyun to the accountant.

   On the way, he also said: "Then Guanshiyin Bodhisattva, you can just sell me one, and I will take it home and give my mother joy. You don't have to pay me three."

   "Yes, yes!" Song Jiyun laughed, "It's our kiln factory's fault, and we should compensate you."

   As she spoke, she winked at Zhou Zheng.

  Zhou Zheng understood, and chatted with Qian San about homework, slowly passed Song Jiyun, and went to the accountant side by side with Qian San.

Song Jiyun's face turned pale in an instant, and he commanded the accompanying boy in a deep voice: "Go, send me a message to Master Luo, and ask him to seal up all the warehouses of the kiln factory, and no one can move around. Then send someone to report to shopkeeper Wang. The loading of goods is stopped, and the warehouses at the docks are not allowed to deliver goods."

   Maybe someone will come to make trouble.

   Even had to recall the sold porcelain.

  (end of this chapter)