Shen Qiqi raised her eyebrows. How could she be so sarcastic and act so Versailles?

She replied with a forced smile: "I don't deserve it. It's just a trivial skill. I'm sorry to embarrass you." But in her heart she muttered: This smiling tiger must have done something wrong!

The man chuckled and tossed the wood carving in his hand. "Miss Shen's craftsmanship is truly amazing! Look, orders are coming in like snowflakes." As he spoke, he shook the order book in his hand. It was a thick stack, which made Shen Qiqi's eyes widen.

Lu Qing stood beside Shen Qiqi, observing the newcomer calmly, a hint of coldness emanating from his body.

Shen Qiqi took the order book, quickly flipped through a few pages, and was delighted: Wow, how much money can I make from this!

It’s developed, it’s developed!

But she soon realized a problem: the order volume was so huge that it was impossible to complete it on time with the current production scale of the workshop.

Her brows were furrowed, and a tense atmosphere spread in the workshop, like a taut string that could break at any time.

She took a deep breath, handed the order book to Lu Qing, turned to look at the excited villagers behind her, and her smile gradually faded.

"Fellow villagers, we have many orders, but we don't have enough manpower! If we can't deliver on time, we will have to pay liquidated damages!" The smiles on the villagers' faces gradually disappeared, replaced by worry and anxiety.

"What should we do?" a villager muttered in a low voice.

Just as Shen Qiqi was about to talk about expanding the scale of production and recruiting more manpower, she heard a cold snort, "Humph, it's just good luck, a blind cat catching a dead mouse! Still want to expand production? Aren't you afraid of starving to death?" Old Artist Chen walked out of the crowd with a cane, a look of disdain on his face.

He frowned and shook his head resolutely. An oppressive atmosphere spread between him and Shen Qiqi, like the calm before the storm.

"Mr. Chen, you can't say that..." Shen Qiqi tried to explain.

"No need to explain! Young people are so impetuous! The right way is to keep your feet on the ground!" Old Artist Chen interrupted her harshly, and the crutch in his hand hit the ground heavily, making a dull sound.

"Mr. Chen..."

"I don't agree to expand production! This craft passed down by our ancestors cannot be ruined by you young people!" said the old artist Chen in a firm tone, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

Shen Qiqi looked at the determined attitude of the old artist Chen, feeling anxious, but she didn't know how to persuade him.

She looked at Lu Qing for help, but saw Lu Qing shook his head slightly at her, signaling her to be patient.

At this moment, there was another commotion outside the workshop...

The shop owner from Zhaolin Village walked into the workshop with a fake smile on his face and a piece of paper dangling in his hand. "Miss Shen, I heard you have too many orders to fulfill? I'm here to help you solve your urgent problem!"

Shen Qiqi's heart skipped a beat. Could this guy be here to poach people?

She smiled calmly, "Boss Zhao, you're joking. We do have a lot of orders, but we can't finish them."

The owner of Zhaolin Village approached her mysteriously and said in a low voice, "I have received many orders for similar styles recently, but... the craftsmanship is still a little lacking. I would like to ask Miss Shen for some advice." As he spoke, he handed over the paper in his hand. It was the pattern of Shen Qiqi's new design!

My goodness, this is obviously plagiarism!

Shen Qiqi was furious, but she remained calm on the surface. She took the drawing and said lightly, "Boss Zhao has a good eye. This is an exclusive design of our workshop."

"Exclusive? Miss Shen, don't say that. There is nothing new in this world. It's just a reference!" The owner of Zhaolin Village laughed it off, showing no guilt at all.

Shen Qiqi sneered and tore the drawings into pieces, "Boss Zhao, I'm afraid the word 'reference' is used in the wrong place!"

The owner of Zhaolin Village's shop turned pale and asked, "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing special. I just want to ask Boss Zhao to stop bothering me in the future!" Shen Qiqi ordered him to leave without any hesitation.

The owner of Zhaolin Village left the workshop in a huff. Shen Qiqi looked at his departing back, feeling a little uneasy.

I'm afraid this plagiarism issue is not so easy to resolve.

Due to limited production scale, some orders had to be postponed.

Shen Qiqi gritted her teeth and explained to the customer. The dissatisfied complaints from the customer on the other end of the phone pierced her eardrums like needles.

She felt a wave of guilt and helplessness that surged over her like a tide, almost drowning her.

An oppressive atmosphere enveloped the entire workshop, like an invisible net that trapped everyone.

Shen Qiqi took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

She locked herself in the hut and carefully studied every production process, trying to find ways to improve efficiency.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the sky outside the window gradually darkened.

Suddenly, Shen Qiqi's eyes lit up!

She found that by adjusting the process, she could simplify the steps that originally required two people to complete into one person, greatly improving production efficiency!

She rushed out of the cabin excitedly and told the craftsmen her idea.

The excited atmosphere spread in the workshop like an electric current, and everyone's face was filled with excitement.

"Qiqi, you are so smart!"

“Now we can complete the order on time!”

There were voices of praise one after another, and the craftsmen were full of admiration for Shen Qiqi's wisdom.

Shen Qiqi looked at everyone's excited expressions, and the pressure in her heart was relieved a lot.

She knew that this was just the first step and there would be more challenges waiting for her in the future.

At this time, Lu Qing came over, "Qiqi..."

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