"You come to me now because you must have not made an appointment for wooden floors before. Although I like you very much, I should give you some for Master Zhang Rong's sake, but you also know that the things in my house are ready three years in advance.
You have to make a reservation, and it’s difficult for me to arrange it temporarily.”
Fang Congzhou meant what he said, and Sheng Mian smiled.
"Boss Fang, I heard that in the past few years, there have been cases where customers' estimated dates were wrong, or there was something wrong with the order in hand, and they had to return it. I don't expect Boss Fang to give me other people's orders, but if there is such a situation,
For customers who want to return goods, can you give me this list? I will give you a good price."
Congzhou didn't hesitate at all.
"what's your name?"
"Boss Fang, just call me penny. The teacher used to like to call me that too."
Fang Congzhou smiled, "Since you are his disciple, I have sold you a favor. Please stay and make up a painting for me. If anyone cancels the order in the future, I will be the first to contact you."
"Then thank you in advance, Boss Fang."
The painting Fang Congzhou asked her to paint was not complicated. Someone had already finished half of it before, but stopped for some unknown reason. Sheng Mian wanted to continue painting, and she didn't know what the original owner of the painting was thinking, so she changed her mind.
Got to be a little difficult.
But an idea flashed in her mind, and she added some interactive points to the original rigid content, making the painting come alive.
After finishing, three hours had passed, during which a servant brought her tea.
The tea that Fang Congzhou drank was also very particular, it was top-quality Dahongpao.
Just as Sheng Mian was about to reach out and pick it up, she heard a charming female voice coming from outside.
"Dad, isn't Fu Yancheng coming over today? I've been waiting all morning, but he hasn't arrived yet!"
Sheng Mian's hands froze, and she looked over following the sound, and found a well-dressed girl, about twenty years old, walking outside the door.
When the girl saw Sheng Mian and then the painting, anger flashed across her face.
"You! Why do you touch other people's things so casually? You are so rude!"
She strode over and tried to pull off the drawing paper.
Fang Congzhou scolded, "It's not big or small, I asked Penny to draw it. This thing has been here for a month. It was said to be a test of your ability, but it turns out that you have been crazy in the imperial capital all day long, and you haven't even started to draw it yet!"
"I haven't written anything yet, and I have drawn a few pictures, but aren't you dissatisfied?"
Sheng Mian instantly realized that the original things on this painting were examination questions, designed to test the imagination of the painter.
She originally graduated from the Imperial Academy of Fine Arts and had encountered such test questions before when she was in class.
The girl rolled her eyes at Sheng Mian and snorted coldly: "It's just pretentious. I finally got admitted to the Imperial Academy of Fine Arts. The content of my painting last time was even exhibited at the school."
Are you also a student at the Academy of Fine Arts?
Sheng Mian raised her eyes and glanced at the other person. She probably wasn't from Fu Xuan's class, but maybe Fu Xuan's senior.
Fang Congzhou felt helpless and raised his hand to rub his eyebrows.
"Come and see how they draw. I just took this photo and showed it to your teacher, and he gave it full marks."
"How is it possible? Our teacher always deducts points from Soso and never gives full marks. Is this a relative of the teacher?!"
Fang Li couldn't help but complain, but other voices came from outside, and her eyes instantly lit up.
"Dad, Fu Yancheng is here!"
Fang Congzhou sighed, and then heard Fang Li acting coquettishly outside.
"Fu Yancheng, you haven't visited my dad for a long time!"
Fu Yancheng was followed by Qi Shen, who held several gifts in his hand and handed them to the servants at the side.
Entering the house, Fu Yancheng didn't expect that Sheng Mian was still there. It shouldn't take so long to discuss business. Either Fang Congzhou refused directly, or Sheng Mian told the other party that Fu Yancheng's house needed these floors, and Fang Congzhou agreed.
No matter which one it is, it should end quickly for both of them.
Fang Li had already put her arm around Fu Yancheng's arm and looked up at him with a smile.
