Su Hongshan frowned: "what's going on?"

Cheng Liang was worried and almost cried: "I don't know. I just came back from the village when several families came to say they didn't want our bricks. I asked why they didn't say that. Some even didn't want the deposit before."

"Su Dongjia, what can we do? All the goods ordered before have been made and piled up. The more we do, the more we do... Otherwise, our kiln will stop temporarily when it comes out?"

There is no way to do it. Otherwise, it will accumulate more and more, but it can't be sold. At that time, let alone make money, I'm afraid even the whole kiln will have to be built in.

Su Hongshan frowned, thinking about what Mr. Wang said just now, she said, "this kiln will take a few days to burn. I will go to find out the situation first."

Then he waved his hand to let Cheng Liang go back to guard: "there are people who have agreed to return the goods, and return the deposit to others first."

Although it is stated when ordering, pay a 10% deposit, if the late non quality reasons return, the deposit does not return.

But now it's a collective return, and someone behind them is making trouble. If you keep the deposit, it's not good if the person behind is waiting for an opportunity to cause trouble. It's better to return the deposit, so that they can't find the cause even if it's a trouble.

After all, it's not because of the quality. It's not their kiln factory's fault to return the goods suddenly.

What's more, they have returned the deposit, which can be regarded as a good relationship. When this matter is solved, there may be opportunities for cooperation.

Cheng Liang had not been in charge for a long time. After a lot of efforts, he mastered the operation of the kiln factory and became a steward. However, he was inexperienced and could deal with daily affairs, but he was at a loss for such emergencies.

He had no choice but to obey orders.

Cheng Liang goes back in a hurry. Su Hongshan and Han Dazhuang go to the west of the town.

Passing by a teahouse, suddenly a purse fell down and was about to hit Su Hongshan. Han Dazhuang caught her faster than he did and looked up at the past.

On the second floor of the teahouse, a man in plain white is leaning against the window edge. A teacup is shaking gently in his hand. His long and narrow fox eyes look down at him with a smile.

Han Dazhuang's eyebrows were frozen, and his body suddenly felt a little cold.

Su Hongshan also frowned, but only saw the side face that had turned her head and her plain white clothes. From her figure, she could see that she was a man.

But who is so boring to throw a purse?

"Who is this?"

Su Hongshan's eyes fall on Han Dazhuang's purse, which is bulging and bulging. It must have contained a lot of money.

Su Hongshan couldn't help thinking that if she had hit her head just now, she would not have been smashed into a concussion.

With this in mind, she looked at Han Dazhuang's eyes more grateful.

"Let's go." Han Dazhuang takes back his eyes and continues to drive.

Su Hongshan said, "don't you pay back the purse?"

"No Han Dazhuang's voice is a little cold.

Su Hongshan looked at him and seemed to be getting colder. Suddenly she said, "do you know him?"

Han Dazhuang did not speak, but Su Hongshan understood what he meant.

It must be known.

Can you smash it with a purse?

In the novel TV, there is always a similar scene in which a woman hides in a high place and throws down handkerchief or flowers to the man he likes.

But what was thrown down just now was a purse, and the man was clearly a man.

Su Hongshan looked at Han Dazhuang's eyes and suddenly became a little unclear. Somehow, she thought of that day, when they were in a room, he said he wanted to accompany the children.

Can't...

can't

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