"Rongya, this box looks like something you guys produced! Is this from your factory?"
"No!" Zhang Xingrong shook her head. The woven goods before her looked similar to those from their factory, but she knew they weren't! If they weren't, someone had copied them. Not only had they copied them, but they'd also sold them to department stores first!
Lin Zi was full of surprise: "It's not yours? Why is it exactly the same as yours? Oh, right, there is no word "Hongyun" on the box! And this one is not as good-looking as yours!"
Zhang Xingrong was about to nod, but suddenly thought of something and turned around to ask, "How do you know about our factory's products?"
This guy, like Lu Ran, only came back on New Year's Eve, right? How did he know the factory was closed?
Lin Zi said cheerfully, "How could I not know? Your commune has a new factory, and everyone is talking about it. Er Tao even gave it to me..."
Suddenly he felt that he had said something wrong, so he stopped talking.
Zhang Xingrong smiled at him meaningfully: "You and Er Taojie..."
"No!" Lin Zi quickly shook his head, blushing: "Rong Ya, don't tell anyone yet, Er Tao still has concerns."
"Okay." Zhang Xingrong thought it was a good thing. Ertao was a good girl, and Linzi's character was impeccable. She remembered that in her previous life, Linzi had a bad fate, dying young, without ever marrying or having children. Wait, wouldn't Linzi's death be just a few months later? So, was that the next operation?
She remembered that after her release from prison in her previous life, she studied medicine while inquiring about Lu Ran's situation. She happened to learn about Lin Zi's fate, having died early. He had been shot during an operation and died despite efforts to save him. He was his parents' only son, and his death was a huge blow to the Lin family. Grandmother Lin couldn't handle it and passed away. Later, her father became depressed and sick, taking medication.
Thinking of this, she looked at Lin Zi with mixed feelings.
Lin Zi caught her gaze and felt a little uncomfortable. He touched his face and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"
Zhang Xingrong shook her head: "It's okay."
She will see if she can go along in the next operation. She must find a way to save Lin Zi.
"Rongya, do you want to buy two more boxes?" Old Master Lu in front asked happily.
The salesperson, probably realizing that the old man and Lu Ran were of unusual status, was diligently introducing the items to the old man. The more the old man looked, the more satisfied he became. He was quite pleased with this novel wicker product.
Lu Ran was also looking at these woven items. He turned around to look at Zhang Xingrong and went up to pull the old man: "Grandpa, you can't buy these things."
The old man thought he was stingy with the money and immediately became unhappy: "Why can't I buy it? Are you stingy with the money?"
Zhang Xingrong gestured to Lin Zi, who quickly went over to help. He pulled the old man aside and said mysteriously, "Grandpa, I have something important to tell you. Let's go talk to the side."
Seeing how serious he was, the old man nodded and followed him.
Zhang Xingrong went up to inquire about the situation: "Comrade, is this your new product? I haven't seen it before."
The salesperson glanced at her indifferently. Although he was a little impatient, he thought that no one had bought the new product yet, so he patiently explained: "It's a new product, just arrived."
"Oh, I wonder what this is made of? It doesn't look like bamboo!" Zhang Xingrong looked at the thing carefully.
"Of course it's not bamboo!" the salesperson said impatiently. "This is made of climbing rattan from the mountains of Qiaozhen. It's much stronger than bamboo. Do you want to buy it or not?"
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