Fang Zheng remained noncommittal.
He was also in the ceramics industry, and Qu City held similar events every year, where even the worst entries received a consolation prize.
After going back, you could put the trophy in the porcelain shop and claim your ceramics had won an award, making it easy for marketing.
The nas often sounded impressive.
Qu City's Annual Top Ten Ceramics Design Award, Top Ten Modeling Award, Centennial Honor Award, and so on, could almost be considered wholesale.
Apart from making promotion easier, they were utterly useless.
At the mont, he could only say:
"Heavyweight selections are still necessary."
"Of course."
Xia Hong flicked her long hair back, revealing her slender neck, and said:
"With the quality of Thunder Walking Red Porcelain, as long as the selection isn't rigged, it can definitely win. Boss Fang can rest assured of that."
"Oh, by the way..."
She blinked her beautiful eyes, a seductive look on her face:
"You've had for so long, shouldn't the money have arrived by now?"
"Afternoon, perhaps." Fang Zheng replied expressionlessly:
"The consultation fee goes through the company's account."
"Thank you." Xia Hong blew a kiss with a smile:
"Actually, besides company matters, I can also help personally, as long as Boss Fang you say the word."
"I can do anything!"
"..." Fang Zheng looked around at where he was and didn't pick up on what the woman said, instead said:
"I've arrived and have things to do, I'll hang up first."
"Alright then." Xia Hong shrugged, looking disappointed:
"Love you, Boss Fang."
Ending the video call, she held her phone thoughtfully:
"Is it that guys nad Fang aren't capable in that area, or am I just too conservative? Clearly, they want to rely on looks to get by, now they have to rely on ability."
"Thunder Walking Red Porcelain..."
"Alas!"
The Xia Family's business had not been easy in recent years, especially with the old man's health deteriorating, making it impossible for him to continue firing porcelain.
Currently, the porcelain sold by the Xia Family, claid to be crafted by the old man, was actually produced by the apprentices under him.
Because of this,
she had quite a few disputes with people.
Although relying on her fans, business could still be sustained for now, there would eventually co a ti when she couldn't manage, and a new way had to be found, and Square Porcelain seed very promising.
"Beep beep..."
The phone rang.
"Hello!"
"Honey, the expenses again exceeded this month, can you transfer another hundred thousand?"
"Why has it exceeded again?" Xia Hong's expression changed:
"Have you been gambling again?"
"No." The person on the other end denied repeatedly:
"Just a little play."
"You..." Xia Hong clenched her fists, her face turning pale:
"Is there still money for the child's piano lessons?"
"Well..." The person hesitated before saying:
"That's why I'm asking you for money, you know my salary isn't much, it runs out in a few days."
"Enough!"
Xia Hong held her forehead, her eyes reddened:
"I'll transfer the money this afternoon."
"Great, great." The person on the other end spoke with joy:
"I knew you could handle it, honey."
"Humph!"
Xia Hong's expression darkened:
"Take good care of the child."
"Hanging up!"
*
*
*
"The hue of the sky awaits the rain, while I await you.
The smoke rises, millennia apart across the river.
On the bottom of the bottle, inscribed in Han script, emulating the elegance of the past,
This is my foreshadowing for eting you..."
Fang Zheng swayed to the music as he approached the door of room 403 and pressed the doorbell.
"Who is it?"
A slightly hoarse female voice ca from inside.
"Sis-in-law." Fang Zheng paused the music and raised his voice:
"I'm Brother Pan's friend, here to pick up sothing."
"Oh!" The woman opened the door, looking quizzically at the young man wearing a baseball cap in front of her:
"I don't think... I've seen you before?"
"Yes." Fang Zheng smiled lightly, removing his earphones, and his eyes beca deep and his voice began to float, with a slight tremor coming from his mouth:
"I just recently started following Brother Pan."
Mind Confusion Technique!
Practicing the Observation thod daily, along with the support of magical artifacts, he could now perform Lu Mountain Wutou Sect's low-tier magic without using a magic altar.
Mind Confusion Technique,
is one such technique.
"Oh!"
The woman was montarily stunned, her eyes began to turn confused and dazed, nodding slowly:
"What can I do for you?"
"About a month ago, didn't Brother Pan leave sothing with you, specifically telling you not to let anyone see it?" Fang Zheng probed as he spoke:
"I'm here to take that item."
"A month ago?" The woman's expression changed before she nodded:
"I rember now, it was a USB drive."
"I'll go get it for you."
"Okay." Fang Zheng's eyes lit up:
"Thank you, sis-in-law."
The woman turned, went to the bedroom, and ca back with a USB drive, a slight struggle in her eyes:
"Pan Zi told that the contents inside this USB drive are very important to him, should never be given to outsiders, or there would be big trouble."
"Yes." Fang Zheng nodded:
"So if Brother Pan hadn't sent , how would I know the USB was with you? My coming here proves that Brother Pan sent ."
"This..." Under the influence of the Mind Confusion Technique, the woman's consciousness was already fuzzy, and for a mont, she couldn't wrap her head around it and could only nod:
"I suppose that's true."
"It certainly is." Fang Zheng chuckled lightly:
"If you don't believe , you should trust Brother Pan, he's been your husband for over ten years."
"By the way."
He paused for a mont and asked:
"Sis-in-law, do you know who killed Zhang Yongfeng of Longgang?"
"Zhang Yongfeng?" The woman looked puzzled:
"Who is that?"
"No worries." Fang Zheng shook his head:
"I was just asking randomly."
"Oh, right!"
Fang Zheng picked up the USB drive and waved it a little, saying:
"Since what's inside here is very important, sis-in-law, don't tell anyone it was taken by , just pretend it doesn't exist."
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