Xiao Xingyu raised his eyelids and glanced at Zhang Moyan. He didn't answer his father. Zhang Moyan grinned innocently, "Hello, uncle."
"Let's go, let's all go in and sit down!" Xiao Weizhou greeted Zhang Moyan enthusiastically, as if he didn't notice at all that Xiao Xingyu brought back a woman. His reaction was much rougher than when Xiao Mumu first saw her.
Zhang Moyan originally thought that they were going into the park, but she didn't expect that they would have to ride in Xiao Mumu's Porsche in the end.
This time, the co-pilot seat was occupied by Xiao Weijiang, so Xiao Xingyu had to sit in the back seat with Zhang Moyan.
There was a tacit understanding in the carriage, and no one took the initiative to mention the "appendectomy".
Xiao Xingyu's legs were very long, and they sat wide apart, taking up almost two-thirds of the back seat. Zhang Moyan didn't want to squeeze him, and of course she also wanted to avoid physical contact between them. After all, the contact that morning was still fresh in her memory, so she shrank back as much as possible.
"Do you think I'm dirty?" Xiao Xingyu said this unexpectedly, with a hint of condemnation in his questioning.
Zhang Moyan was stunned by this false accusation: "No."
"So you've been hiding?"
Father Xiao in the front row turned around and saw Zhang Moyan was about to be squeezed out of the car. He said righteously: "You are already very dirty! Why are you sitting in the rain? Do others want to sit?"
Under the father's authority, someone reluctantly retracted his legs, turned his head and looked out the window. After a while, he asked in confusion, "Why are there so many security guards?"
Maybe Zhang Moyan was too sensitive, but she felt the air in the car seemed to quiet down a bit.
Xiao Mumu then smiled and agreed, "Oh, just a while ago, your photo went viral on the internet, and a lot of reporters came here and blocked our doorstep, trying to dig up information for the news. It was so troublesome, so annoying, even Grandpa was so annoyed that he became mentally weak. Now he gets angry at the mention of reporters!"
"Oh?" Xiao Xingyu glanced at Zhang Moyan sideways, and Zhang Moyan felt as if someone had poked him, and his back tightened.
Xiao Weizhou added, "Thankfully, Xiao Huai implemented a standardized management system last year and added some security posts. Those tricky reporters didn't even get in. They left after just a few days."
Zhang Moyan felt panicked after hearing this.
"Xiao Huai is really capable," Xiao Xingyu said, looking out the window at the orderly campus, and sighed in a relaxed tone, "Isn't it right to bring him back?"
This time the car was really quiet.
The park has good greening, and the roads and buildings are very modern. As the car drove through it, Zhang Moyan was quickly shocked by its scale.
Xiao Mumu seemed to see her surprise: "Sister Mo Yan, have you never seen such a large ceramic base?"
Zhang Moyan admitted: "Yeah, it's a little different from what I imagined."
Xiao Mumu smiled and said, "Our factory is divided into two parts. The zigzag-shaped factory building on the right is the porcelain production area, and the one on the left is the soft entrepreneurship area and our museum. There is also a co-creation space specially opened for artists and art institutions. Xiaosheng is an enterprise that combines tradition and innovation. While paying attention to historical heritage, it also attaches great importance to diversified cooperation. This is why Xiaosheng has always been so prosperous in the industry."
Zhang Moyan let out a long "Oh" in shock. When she was doing her homework before, she knew from the materials that China's porcelain industry entered the fast lane in the late 1990s. Some private Ru porcelain companies developed rapidly and their production scale continued to upgrade. But she didn't expect that they would develop so strongly, forming a park ecosystem and even having their own museum!
She really made the right decision this time. It broadened her horizons and was worth all her efforts.
Out of professional habit, Zhang Moyan thought of some questions. As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt a fiery warning gaze from someone beside him.
Well, okay, it’s better not to show too many characteristics of a reporter in front of Xiao Xingyu and the Xiao family. She shut her mouth obediently.
The car finally stopped in front of a solemn and neat building.
As a benchmark in the industry, Xiaosheng now boasts 90% of its workshops equipped with highly intelligent production lines, with CNC equipment accounting for over 90% of the automation level. From production to assembly, including automatic raw material feeding, pressing, drying, glazing, kiln firing, polishing, sorting, and packaging, all processes have achieved one-stop automation.
This three-story building is not the most magnificent in Xiaosheng, but it holds a very important position in Xiaosheng.
Because this is Xiao Sheng's brain. It is not only the office and administrative building for senior executives, but also the location of Xiao Sheng's intelligent manufacturing big data center and the Ceramic Engineering Technology Research Institute.
The masters here are all senior arts and crafts artists, and are at least members of the municipal cultural relics expert group or ceramic research society. They master the core technologies of Xiaosheng and even Ru porcelain.
The first floor was a work area. Xiao Xingyu, Xiao Mumu, and Zhang Moyan followed Xiao Weizhou into the gate. A dozen experts who were busy working looked up from the neat rows of machines and shelves and were suddenly collectively surprised.
"It's Miss Xiao who's back!!!"
"Xingyu, why didn't you come back for Chinese New Year this year? We missed you so much!"
"Great! I've recently encountered a technical problem, and I think you're the right person to help me with it!"
"We saw your news a while ago. Your photos are so handsome! We all gave you a thumbs up!"
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The scene suddenly exploded and became heated.
The comrades who usually love their jobs and are dedicated to their work dropped their work and rushed forward to surround Xiao Xingyu. Some uncles and aunts grabbed him and shook him without saying a word.
The sound of mobile phones taking pictures rang out, and Xiao Xingyu was about to be divided up.
Zhang Moyan was originally worried about how to introduce herself to others, but now it seems she was worrying too much.
Xiao Xingyu was so dazzling that she attracted everyone's attention. She didn't even get a glance. No one cared about the origins of this passerby in old clothes and with no makeup on.
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