Young Master, Don't Bother Me

"I..." Luo Xiaojing blushed, clenched her fist tightly, speechless.

"Miss Su, we'll talk about it another day."

Strong cold wind blows from his face. Duan Zhenghao stops beside Luo Xiaojing, hums and walks again.

Su Han's low roar also rings when Duan Zhenghao leaves: "Luo Xiaojing, come in with me."

Shut the door of the office, Su Hanmeng patted the table: "what's the matter with you?"

Standing on the opposite side, Luo Xiaojing also knows how much trouble she has caused. Duan Zhenghao's high-end customized order may be about to end because of her, which is undoubtedly a huge loss for Su Han's carving studio.

"Sorry, Miss Su."

"A lot of things can't be solved just by saying sorry." Su Han's face turned blue because he was angry and taut tightly, "give me an explanation, why a repetition makes you so impulsive."

Luo Xiaojing's low voice became firm again: "because that's teacher Luo's work."

Hundred flowers are carved by mother day and night. She must protect them.

"But you shouldn't argue with Mr. Duan in public."

"I'm very sorry for my rashness." Calm down and think about it. The best way to deal with it is to communicate with Duan Zhenghao in private, so that both sides will not be so embarrassed.

But there was no time for Luo Xiaojing to think and analyze the situation at that time.

"But plagiarism is plagiarism." Regardless of Su Han's deformed face, Luo Xiaojing continued, "does Mr. Su want to accept the customization of Mr. Duan's hundred flowers series?"

"Luo Xiaojing, don't you understand?" With the same impulsive personality and hot temper, Su Han has no patience, "not only our carving studio, but also not all the sculptors are su Han's carving studios. I don't accept Mr. Duan's customization, other studios will also accept it."

"So Mr. Su still wants to take it, right?" Luo Xiaojing was so disappointed, "do you think it doesn't matter to copy the work of a dead sculptor?"

"It does matter, of course, but it's not rushing up like you do!" Vigorously patted to the desk, another dull sound, "do you know Mr. Duan? Do you know why he did it? Plagiarize, plagiarize, you only know plagiarism. Do you think anyone of Mr. Luo's sculptors can imitate and plagiarize? "

Luo Xiaojing couldn't hear a word: "Mr. Su, like Mr. Duan, you find another reason for plagiarism to make it reasonable."

"Luo Xiaojing!"

"Mr. Su, if one day your sculpture that won the merrance prize is also re engraved, maybe you can understand what transposition is." Luo Xiaojing didn't want to say any more. He bowed and turned back.

"Come back to me!" Su Han's roar shakes the ground, Luo Xiaojing turns a deaf ear, and the door is heavily taken.

sat back as like as two peas in the cold. He had a headache and his forehead: "this is a very bad temper, just like I was when I was young."

Duan Zhenghao really wants to recreate the hundred flowers series, but it's not what Luo Xiaojing thinks. But they argued for a long time, and Su Han didn't say the most important thing.

Just out of the office, Fang Xinya came up.

"I really admire it. In a few words, I launched a high-end sculpture customization. Luo Xiaojing, you are so wonderful."

I've heard more sarcasm, and I don't feel anything like the miscellaneous army.

Luo Xiaojing glanced at her: "get out of the way."

She's in a bad mood now, and she can't guarantee that she will burst out suddenly.

With a schadenfreude smile, Fang Xinya gives way by mistake. Watching Luo Xiaojing walk out of the studio and out of her sight, Fang Xinya's smile deepens a bit.

She heard all the arguments with Su Han. This time, even if Leng Yu escorts her, Su Han won't leave her in the studio.

"Luo Xiaojing, it's your own death."

Hum a sentence to the direction that Luo Xiaojing leaves. Fang Xinya thinks of Duan Zhenghao's customization. Looking at the current situation, the cooperation between Duan Zhenghao and Su Han's carving studio may be in vain.

If it doesn't work, can Chen Xing

Fang Xinya's good-looking eyes bent: "Luo Xiaojing, I also want to thank you."

……

All the way back to Nanyuan, Luo Xiaojing is in anger and excitement.

It's not that she doesn't have to reflect on her attitude, but she still can't tolerate the reproduction of the flower series carved by her mother.

But on second thought, what Su Han said is right. Even if Su Han's carving studio doesn't accept Duan Zhenghao's customization, other studios will accept it.

What can she do then? Sue for infringement as Luo Rou's daughter?

He pushed the door open, and Leng Yu sat on the sofa looking at the periodical as usual.

“BOSS。”

Negative energy full, Luo Xiaojing said a hello upstairs, Leng Yu light lift lift eyelids: "I heard you are in trouble today?"

God will know sooner or later, but he didn't expect to know so soon.With his cheeks bulging, Luo Xiaojing retreated and sat opposite Leng Yu: "I'm in trouble, but I don't think I've done anything wrong. If it's not mom's hundred flowers series, I'll stand up for it. "

"Not in the right way." Leng Yu is still flipping the journal, indifferent face without the slightest fluctuation, "do you know who Duan Zhenghao is?"

"I know." Luo Xiaojing is "the largest wholesale supplier in the tertiary crystal market."

"More than that." "Duan can't help monopolizing the secondary and tertiary market of jewelry and crystal. He also cooperates with Brazil, Myanmar and Sri Lanka in the source of jade and crystal ores. When the Royal ornaments just started, they also cooperated with Duan. "

Luo Xiaojing opens his mouth in surprise and doesn't make a sound.

But after thinking about it, he was still angry. He clenched his fist and waved: "isn't he just relying on the fact that he has crystal materials and can afford money, so he can do whatever he wants?"

"Yes."

Determined cold Yu let Luo Xiaojing Leng next.

Ignoring her helpless face, Leng Yu continued: "Duan Zhenghao not only has the capital to do what he wants, but also has the ability to do what he wants. Many carving studios have flocked to provide raw materials of crystal, mineral and jade."

Leng Yu always puts the reality in front of Luo Xiaojing's eyes directly. There is no buffer, no room, only the worst possibility, so that you can accept and realize your own insignificance.

"So no one can stop Duan Zhenghao from re carving his mother's flowers."

This is not a question sentence, but an affirmative sentence. Leng Yu has already told her the answer.

The more information he reveals, the colder Luo Xiaojing's heart will be. This is different from the last time he punished the swindlers. Even Dashen will not compete with Duan Zhenghao