Besides, he has said so much, if I refuse, our relationship will not be as good as before.
She still wanted to maintain this cooperative relationship between the two of them. If she had more friends, wouldn't she have more opportunities in the future?
If she guessed correctly, Wu Mingtang's identity should not be simple.
As long as he didn't say it, Jian Xiu would naturally not ask.
When Jian Xiu arrived, it was almost Shen time.
Looks like she'll have to speed up.
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Wood pottery workshop.
When Jian Xiu went in, there were hardly any people inside.
There isn't even a decent waiter.
Jian Xiu even doubted whether she had come to the wrong place.
But looking at the name of this shop, it really is as Wu Mingzhang said.
Thinking of this, Jian Xiu slowly observed the furniture they placed at the door.
I have to say, the work is really amazing, even every stripe is clearly depicted.
Only this style...
It’s really hard to put it into words.
This furniture is often a kind of innovation.
No matter how good the product is, if the style does not meet other people's requirements, they will not buy it.
You know, furniture is something that doesn't need to be replaced frequently.
Buying a style you like means you will be facing this furniture for several years.
If people don’t like it, why would they buy it?
Moreover, Jian Xiu also discovered that the furniture styles were very old-fashioned, and the entire furniture shop was basically of the same style.
This made Jian Xiu even more speechless.
It’s bad enough that the style is not good, but you made it so uniform.
In this case, how can any business come to the store?
Looking at the decoration of this shop, it also has that kind of ancient and quaint decoration.
It's clear from the look of it that the owner here is probably not the kind of person who is very flexible.
It has to be said that Wu Mingtang really understands himself.
In this way, this wooden pottery workshop is indeed the most suitable for me.
Firstly, there wasn't much business in their shop, so they could complete the business she brought to their doorstep faster and better.
Secondly, when my furniture is made, their business will be boosted a little.
Thinking about it this way, the first person Jian Xiu thought of was the owner of this wood pottery shop, who should have some friendship with Wu Mingzhang.
"Hey, sir, which piece of furniture do you like?"
Just as Jian Xiu was deep in thought, he heard a powerful voice coming from behind him.
Looking back, he saw a square-faced middle-aged man about the same age as Wu Mingtang walking towards him.
After looking the middle-aged man up and down, Jian Xiu asked, "Who is your boss here?"
"My dear, you have good eyesight. My last name is Ke, and my given name is Li Zhu. They all call me Old Ke. I am indeed the boss here. Not only that, but the shopkeeper and the waiter here also call me!"
At this point, Ke Lizhu himself laughed and asked:
"How do you know my identity, little girl?"
While saying this, Ke Lizhu looked Jian Xiu up and down, and then looked at what he was wearing.
No matter how you look at it, I don't look like the boss at all.
In the eyes of everyone, this boss is a wealthy family.
What I am wearing today is really coarse cloth.
"If I say that I am speaking based on my feelings, can Mr. Li trust me?" Jian Xiu said with a smile.
She came in and took a look around, and there was not even a waiter here, which showed that this wood pottery workshop did not have any waiter at all.
If there is no waiter, then there will naturally be no shopkeeper.
The heaviest one was Ke Lizhu, who had just been brought in from the backyard, and there was even some sawdust on his body.
Obviously, he is the boss here.
The host came in person to entertain the guests, so there was nothing she couldn't guess.
"Hahaha... I'm really a straightforward person. What's the matter? Do you like the furniture in my shop?"
Hearing this, Jian Xiu subconsciously shook her head and said truthfully: "I didn't fancy it."
As if he had anticipated this, the disappointment on Ke Lizhu's face only flashed by for a moment, as if it didn't affect him at all.
"Oh? Then girl, come here..."
Jian Xiu took out the drawing she had just finished and handed it to Ke Lizhu, saying:
"Look, Mr. Ke, can you make a style like this?"
"Hiss...girl, who drew this?" Ke Lizhu asked in surprise.
He didn't care about the style or anything like that; the drawing alone was enough to surprise him.
He likes carpentry, so the most important purpose of opening this wood pottery workshop here is to make money.
But there is one more thing, he also wants to find something to kill time, that's all.
To sum it up in one sentence, money comes first and killing time comes second.
He likes the satisfaction he gets when the furniture is finished.
Now when he saw Jian Xiu's draft painting, it would be strange if he was not surprised.
"If I say that I drew it myself, will Mr. Ke believe it?" Jian Xiu asked calmly.
"Did you draw this?" Ke Lizhu stared at Jian Xiu.
The god's eyes were full of suspicion.
No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't believe that Jian Xiu had drawn this by herself.
"Yes, I did draw this."
"You...you...you..." Ke Lizhu stuttered for a long time and couldn't speak.
Looking at the woman in front of him, she looked to be no more than twenty years old.
Looking at her clothes, she is obviously from the country.
How can you draw a picture like this?
I know that this painting is not only clear, but also in terms of design, the height and length of each table corner in the painting are clearly marked.
It can be said that this is a very sophisticated drawing.
Not to mention the woman in front of him, even if he copied her himself, he might not be able to draw her.
"Shopkeeper Ke has no doubt that this was indeed painted by Jian Xiu himself."
"Your name is Jian Xiu?"
"Yes, my name is Jian Xiu. I'm from Zhangjia Village. It was Manager Wu of Yuexiang Tower who introduced me here." Jian Xiu said clearly.
"Was he introduced by that old man Wu Mingtang?" Ke Lizhu asked again.
Jian Xiu: “…” You don’t seem that young, do you?
But Jian Xiu didn't say this.
From what he just said, Jian Xiu understood that the two should be considered friends.
Otherwise, Ke Lizhu would not call Manager Wu like this anymore.
"This...you want to order this from me?" Ke Lizhu asked, pointing at the drawing in his hand.
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