To prevent Zhou Xia from not believing him, Zhang Moyan added, "The view from the window is great, and this is the first time I've slept in a bed like this."

Zhou Xia said nothing, placing the shopping bag on Zhang Moyan's desk. He concentrated for a moment, then asked Zhang Moyan with a strange expression, "Have you ever been into Brother Xingyu's room?"

Zhang Moyan was pouring her some water, and she felt that Zhou Xia was asking this question very carefully. Even though she was insensitive, she could still sense the subtlety here.

"No." Even a fool would know that admitting to Xiao Xingyu's admirer that he had been in his room would cause some weird speculation.

"It seems that we can't just come in casually!" Zhang Moyan handed the cup of water to Zhou Xia without shaking her hand. She felt that she was quite calm.

Zhou Xia held the water cup but didn't drink. "Brother Xiao Xingyu has a strong sense of territory. I've never seen him let anyone live in this building in my life. You're the first one I know of! He treats you very differently."

"I'm his bodyguard," Zhang Moyan couldn't help but think of Xiao Xingyu's words: "Isn't it natural for them to arrange for me to live next door to him?"

Zhou Xia muttered thoughtfully, "But I've never seen anyone stay here."

Zhang Moyan smiled incredulously: "If you don't want people to stay here, why build a guest room next door?"

Zhou Xia seemed to be stumped by the question. He stood against the wenge-wood table, pondering.

With a "buzz", the phone in Zhang Moyan's pocket vibrated. It should be a text message, but when it vibrated, Zhang Moyan suddenly remembered Li Tengfei's call.

Then I thought, some questions don’t necessarily need to be asked to Xiao Xingyu, right?

Maybe you can ask Zhou Xia.

"Zhou Xia, didn't Teacher Xiao leave the porcelain world? Why did he go to Xiao Sheng today?"

"Well, he has shares in Xiaosheng, so he should go and take a look at his own kingdom!"

"Oh, then why did he retire from the porcelain industry?" Zhang Moyan asked in a casual tone.

Zhou Xia was silent. Zhang Moyan's heart sank, and she quickly covered it up by adding, "I've heard from everyone these days that he's actually quite good at this, so I'm a little curious."

There was a short silence.

Then Zhou Xia sighed: "He hasn't told anyone, but I think... I understand."

Zhang Moyan was cautious and curious: "What is that?"

Zhou Xia picked up the shopping bag and took out the things she brought one by one.

Zhang Moyan thought Zhou Xia wouldn't say anything more and was wondering if she was being presumptuous, but unexpectedly, Zhou Xia actually told her.

"Because he's so outstanding! With him leading the way, it seems like the hope of reviving celadon porcelain rests on him alone. Younger members of the family like Xiao Huai have begun to lose interest in studying celadon glaze and are increasingly looking to change careers."

Zhang Moyan was secretly surprised, and after a moment of enlightenment, she reasoned, "So, he stopped on purpose."

Zhou Xia paused as he took the clothes. "Yes, it's impossible for one person to re-fire celadon porcelain. Our ancestors before us worked together for this, but there was no result. Now the times are different, and this cohesion is facing collapse. The outside world is tempting people to change their minds, and even many of the younger generations of the porcelain industry have lost their ambition."

At this point, Zhou Xia looked up and out the window. "The Xiao family isn't the only one in the world researching celadon porcelain. In Ruzhou alone, there are at least hundreds of institutions researching it. The Xiao family is just the one that's been doing this for the longest time. Just like this, they're not the only ones with a long research history. In Hangzhou, there's also the Geng family, and once there was the Chen family..."

The Geng family? Zhang Moyan suddenly thought of Geng Jun and the piece of celadon in his office. Vaguely, Zhang Moyan had some specious suspicions.

Zhou Xia took a long breath: "Brother Xingyu wants his peers to shoulder the responsibility, which will only lead to the disappearance of the hope of his own family."

When Zhang Moyan heard this, she turned around suddenly and was deeply shocked.

If what Zhou Xia said is true, then Xiao Xingyu's psychological tactics and layout are too brave!

Facing the outside world's speculation, public opinion, and even the slander that he has run out of ideas, playing such a big game is almost like killing a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred of his own!

However, the effect is indeed immediate, just look at Xiao Huai!

If he had not retired, Xiao Huai might have already been making a name for himself on Wall Street. How could he have devoted his time and energy to Xiaosheng Ceramics?

"So," Zhang Moyan pondered and speculated, "Could it be understood that when the time is right and almost all the young people have entered the porcelain industry, Teacher Xiao will return to studying celadon porcelain?"

Zhou Xia remained silent, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and the gleam in his eyes already revealed the answer.

Zhang Moyan was suddenly enlightened. Li Tengfei was indeed prescient! Teacher Xiao would really return to the porcelain industry.

Zhou Xia is truly a talented woman who knows how to plan and strategize! She must have seen through this truth long ago, which is why she refused any high-paying job offers and returned to Xiaosheng to manage the business.

Because she believed that Xiao Xingyu would definitely come back here!!!

Oh my god, why are they so awesome!

While she was lost in thought, Zhou Xia had already taken out everything from the shopping bag: a dress, a top, and a pair of pants, all of which were big brands. Zhang Moyan was very touched, but at the same time, she was also confused. She really didn't know how to repay Zhou Xia for this favor.

The Xiao family is very generous. They may not understand how much pressure this casual behavior will bring to an ordinary white-collar worker with self-respect.

"I have enough clothes. These are such a waste. I still have the receipt, so I should be able to return them, right?" Zhang Moyan came back to her senses and put the clothes back.

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