The surprise that Wan Xiaotian brought back was not just this Buddha statue. Just as Chu Heng was playing with the Vajra Buddha statue, the boy turned around and rummaged through the box next to him, and took out a Jun porcelain and a Jun porcelain from the Song Dynasty.
A scroll of Bada Shanren's flower and bird paintings.
"Fuck, yes, you guys."
When Chu Heng saw these two things, he was so happy that he almost couldn't find his answer. He bared his teeth and smiled.
"As long as you like it." Wan Xiaotian felt happy when he saw that he was satisfied. He quickly took out another porcelain bowl from one of the boxes: "Master Chu, there is also this, a small pastel bowl from Qianlong."
"Well, it's okay." Chu Heng glanced at it, commented indifferently, and continued to look at the Jun porcelain. Qianlong's official kiln pastels were good, but they were not as good as the thing in his hand.
Compared with it, it is quite different.
Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning...
After admiring it for a while, he put down the things in his hands and said to Wan Xiaotian, who was beside him boredly: "Okay, don't hang around here anymore, go ahead and do what you have to do.
I'll have some fun here by myself."
"Okay, then I'll leave first. You can have fun, Mr. Chu." Wan Xiaotian, who had just come back with great difficulty, had long wanted to go out for a wander. Hearing this, he didn't even pretend to pretend, and turned around and slipped away.
The smoke ran away.
"This boy."
Chu Heng smiled and shook his head, then hummed a tune and went to check the contents of the boxes. It was not until after eleven o'clock that he put the more than 200 antiques and more than 70 kilograms of gold bars into the warehouse and left.
…
The next day.
After Chu Heng returned home after collecting the goods yesterday, he couldn't help but go into the warehouse and dig out the new antiques to play with for a while before going to bed, so he got up a little late this morning.
By the time he came out of the study, Ni Yinghong had already finished walking in the courtyard and was sitting in the pavilion eating green plums. Her eldest cousin had also finished washing and was practicing boxing and kicking beside him.
Chu Heng looked at the woman's heavy punches and kicks that sounded like wind, and felt that his scalp was numb.
"Get up, brother-in-law." After Duan Fengchun saw him, he hooked his fingers eagerly: "Come on, let's practice. I'll give you one hand."
"I'm not feeling well these days."
Chu Heng glanced at her round thighs exposed from under her big shorts, turned around and entered the bathroom.
"You are so boring."
The eldest cousin pouted at him and continued to practice boxing and kicking alone. She didn't take his strange words seriously because she had heard too much.
"He has such a bad mouth."
Ni Yinghong rolled her eyes, put the plum core in her hand on the stone table, and took out a green plum from her pocket and started to chew on it. The sound of eating made a crunching sound, and Duan Fengchun who was listening on the side had sour water in his mouth.
.
Not long passed.
Yang Guizhi made breakfast and came to the pavilion from the kitchen in the front yard with a large tray carrying a pile of plates and bowls.
Alas, this house is not big, and you have to walk for a while from the kitchen to the dining table, which is so tiring!
Chu Heng had also washed up at this time. When he saw this, he ran over and sat down. He first picked up the bowl and took a big sip of the bean juice, and then the steamed buns started to scorch.
After eating and drinking, Ya wiped her lips, went back to the house, picked up her bag, and got ready to go to work.
When he passed by Ni Yinghong, he wanted to kiss her unexpectedly like last time, but unexpectedly, he was slapped away by the little girl Ni who had expected it.
"Oh, are you annoying?"
Xiao Ni stared at him angrily, "If you can, you can kiss me tonight."
"hey-hey!"
The guy who hadn't even kissed her on the lips bared his teeth in a shameless smile and walked away without any hint of shame.
Soon he came to the front yard, and when he walked under the plum tree, Chu Heng raised his head and looked up, and found that a very long branch had been bald by his wife!
"Why is this woman's taste getting weirder and weirder? I can still eat this sour thing!" Chu Heng looked at the plum tree with pain, silently calculating the ripening season of the plums in his heart, and then looked at the remaining
Those fruits I planted, I guess I may not be able to eat any ripe plums this year.
"What a pity."
He shook his head helplessly, picked up his bag and left the house.
He had already fed Qin Jingru the night before, and it was estimated that it would be enough to digest for a while. In addition, there was nothing going on there recently, so Chu Heng did not go to the grain management office today and drove directly to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
After arriving at the place.
Chu Heng first went to the winery project team office to show up and learn about the work progress. At nearly nine o'clock, this guy wandered out of the courtyard with a cigarette in his mouth and went to the clothing store next door that was not yet open.
"Squeak."
When he arrived outside the shop, he opened the door and walked in. The bell hanging on the exquisite withered flower door swayed as the door moved, making bursts of soothing and pleasant sounds.
"Ding ding ding!"
Gao Ling, who was working in the inner studio, heard the noise and walked out quickly. When he saw Chu Heng coming, he quickly tried his best to squeeze out a big smile on his face that looked a little haggard because he often stayed up late: "You sit down first, leader, I will
Here it is for you."
With that said, she turned around and returned to the studio. After a while, she came to Chu Heng with three costume design drawings that she had made using her spare time after studying yesterday, and handed them over with an uneasy look on her face.
"Go and make me a cup of tea." Chu Heng ordered naturally, then took the drawing and looked at it.
Without any reluctance, Gao Ling turned around and went to find a can of Biluochun in the cupboard, made him a large cup of strong tea, brought it over, and gently placed it on the coffee table.
"Be careful, leader."
"Okay, thank you."
Chu Heng put down the drawings, picked up the tea cup and took a sip. He pondered for a moment and said, "These three pictures are generally very good."
but……
Gao Ling, who was already familiar with Ya's way of speaking, continued silently in his heart.
"But." Sure enough, Chu Heng changed his tone again, pointed to one of the drawings and said: "Your thinking is still conservative, or there are still limitations."
"You have to remember my words, the purpose of women who are willing to spend thousands of dollars on clothes is no longer just to cover their bodies. Most of them want to attract men and please men!"
"So, you have to be bolder. Take this skirt, for example. Why isn't the slit higher? You open it up to the thighs so that it is not exposed, so that men can see their faith without appearing wanton.
, highlighting something flattering but not vulgar, wouldn’t it just suit those people’s wishes?”
Gao Ling is indeed a prolific genius. After hearing this, he stared at the drawing thoughtfully for a while, and soon got an inspiration. He picked it up and walked back: "I'm going to change it right now."
"Don't worry!" Chu Heng pulled her, pointed to the sofa next to him, and said with a smile: "Let's do it first, let's talk."
"Oh." Gao Ling sat down obediently and put his hands on his knees, like a well-trained puppy, obediently waiting to be lectured.
Chu Heng glanced at her with satisfaction, took another sip of tea, and then said: "If I remember correctly, you should have more than a hundred drawings in your hand, right?"
"Counting these three, there are a total of one hundred and fifteen." Miss Gao looked at him faintly, her heart full of sadness. Only she knew how these more than one hundred drawings came out.
She had spent countless days and nights trying to figure this out. She even pulled out all her hair for these drawings!
It can be said that they all contain her bitter tears!
"One hundred and fifteen, that's enough." Chu Heng nodded and said with a smile: "Get ready, we will officially open in a few days, and I will give you a commission for every set of clothes sold!
"
"ah?"
Gao Ling's eyes widened in surprise. She remembered that Chu Heng had said that after opening, she would sell at most fifteen sets of clothes every month. If she could sell them all, it would be a commission of fifteen yuan!
And her current salary is already forty-five yuan, and with bonus, it is more than sixty yuan!
This, this, this... I can’t spend it all, I can’t spend it all!
Gao Ling, who was reluctant to buy a popsicle at first, smiled happily and was full of motivation for a while.
