Chapter 297 Pei Zhiwan is my girlfriend At

this point, she paused for a moment and continued, "I know that Young Master Di has already teamed up with you to prepare for this, but I think there are many traditional pottery workshops in Xincheng, and it would be difficult for him to bring them all into the Di's Handmade Ceramics Alliance with his own strength. I heard that a threshold has been set. And we are uniting those traditional workshops outside their threshold, which is also an opportunity for them."

"Grandpa Shao, do you think this is feasible? This time, Young Master Lin and I came to the countryside to take a look around and get a rough idea of ​​how many marginalized small workshops there are. If Young Master Di is willing to unite with us in the future, that would be even better. If he is not willing, we can just do our own thing and not interfere with each other

." Old Master Shao pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement: "Okay, you can plan it in a big way. There is no such thing as snatching resources. There are also many pottery workshops in the countryside. Although they are folk crafts, their strength should not be underestimated. Each family has its own strengths. If they can be united, it will also be a craftsman alliance that cannot be underestimated."

Pei Zhiwan had a plan in mind.

After leaving Shao's house,

she and Lin Feng drove to the countryside of Xincheng.

In the new city, there are ancient official kilns and nationally renowned non-hereditary inheritors of pottery making, all of which are large traditional pottery workshops.

In the countryside, there are truly traditional family workshops. In ancient times, there were many fine products, which are often seen in antique markets, and the names of the workshops cannot be found.

The two of them made a simple count and found that there are hundreds of pottery workshops in larger villages, mainly making some delicate small pieces.

The new city is divided into three counties and two districts.

Excluding the two districts, there are about five or six hundred villages in the three counties.

Counting this way, even if only these traditional handicraft workshops in the countryside are absorbed, the scale is not small.

In order to improve efficiency, Pei Zhiwan and Lin Feng simply acted separately and talked to the village heads of each village. They were responsible for counting the number of villages willing to join the Peilin Ceramic Handicraft Alliance.

After running for a few days, the two of them counted all the traditional handmade pottery workshops in the three counties.

The village chief is the team leader, and Pei Zhiwan pulled them all into a large group for easy communication.

Naturally, they did all this without escaping the eyes and ears of Di Chen.

"President Di, Miss Pei and Young Master Lin are also setting up a traditional handmade pottery alliance, but they are uniting those small traditional workshops in the countryside that are beyond our conditions. Should we take some action?" Bian Qu reported to Di Chen and asked for arrangements.

Di Chen pondered for a long time, then waved his hand and said, "Let them go, as long as they don't hinder us, don't worry about it."

Bian Qu immediately breathed a sigh of relief, agreed, and left.

Di Chen got up and walked to the window, his expression became irritable and uneasy.

He really couldn't stand it, Pei Zhiwan spent the whole day with Lin Feng running their common business.

Pei Zhiwan was obviously his partner, and she had promised to let him pursue her.

But his original plan for the New City Traditional Handmade Pottery Workshop Alliance did not include Pei's at all.

Di Chen also had selfish motives, wanting to do something big to impress Pei Zhiwan. She had been the center of attention recently, and besides, this handmade ceramics project had been secretly planned before he got into trouble.

A fist hit the wall, and the knuckles bled.

But Di Chen didn't feel any pain.

He took out his mobile phone and called Pei Zhiwan.

"Hello? Who is this?"

Unexpectedly, Lin Feng's voice came from the receiver.

Di Chen's blood immediately surged. Why did he answer Pei Zhiwan's call?

The two of them were so close that they even used each other's cell phones publicly?

Even he hadn't touched Pei Zhiwan's cell phone.

Thinking of this, Di Chen's forehead was filled with blood.

"Where's Zhiwan! Why did you answer her call?"

"It's Master Di, Zhiwan is taking a shower..."

When Di Chen heard the word "shower", he went crazy. He hung up the phone and shouted angrily: "Bian Qu!"

Bian Qu had never heard Di Chen's voice like this. He rushed in and asked in surprise: "Mr. Di, what happened?" "

Right now, find out Pei Zhiwan's current location for me, quickly!" Di Chen shouted madly.

Bian Qu understood instantly that only Miss Pei could make Di Chen so emotional. He agreed and went to do it.

Soon he came back and told Pei Zhiwan where the hotel was.

Di Chen rushed downstairs from the office, boarded a helicopter parked in the yard, and headed straight for Xincheng.

Pei Zhiwan and Lin Feng booked a room at Xincheng Hotel.

Although it is a five-star hotel, its hardware and software facilities are of six-star standard, and the room rate is quite cheap.

Di Chen rushed to Pei Zhiwan's room and knocked on the door violently.

The door opened, revealing Lin Feng's angry face. Di Chen pushed him open without saying a word and rushed in.

Pei Zhiwan was sitting at the desk in her pajamas, looking at information on the computer.

There was a chair next to her, and Di Chen knew without guessing that the two of them had just been looking at computer information side by side.

He subconsciously looked at the bed again, but he didn't mess around.

"Di Chen, are you crazy? What happened? You just rushed in without saying hello." Pei Zhiwan was very surprised and angry that Di Chen suddenly rushed in like a madman.

Di Chen's face was gloomy. Without giving her an explanation, he stepped forward and grabbed her hand and pulled her out.

"What happened? Where are you taking me?" Pei Zhiwan was pulled up from her seat by him. She struggled and grabbed the desk, yelling that she would not go with him.

Lin Feng also came back to his senses and shouted angrily: "Di Chen, you are breaking into a private house. I want to call the police."

Unexpectedly, Di Chen still let go of his hand without saying a word and punched Lin Feng.

"You have no right to interfere in what happens between Zhiwan and me. She's my girlfriend."

Lin Feng dodged unconsciously with his head tilted, and retorted: "You say you are Zhiwan's boyfriend? I also said I am."

Di Chen punched him again. Pei Zhiwan was afraid that the two would fight, so he threatened angrily: "Di Chen, do you dare to try again?" Di

Chen did not punch Lin Feng again in the end, but he grabbed Pei Zhiwan's hand again, forcibly pulled her out of the room, pulled her into another room, and kicked the door closed with his foot.

Lin Feng was knocking on the door outside, and Di Chen shouted: "Lin Feng, do what you should do. I'm going to talk to Zhi Wan about our own things, and you should stop interfering. I'll tell you again, Pei Zhi Wan is my girlfriend."

After hearing this, Lin Feng leaned against the door and stopped knocking.

He remembered that he had seen Di Chen and Pei Zhi Wan kissing for a long time on the street, and returned to his room in pain.

Di Chen pressed Pei Zhi Wan against the wall, shackled her and couldn't move, then stared into her eyes, squeezing out word by word from between his teeth: "Why are you taking a shower and wearing pajamas when you are in the same room with Lin Feng? Don't you know that men and women should keep a distance?"