"Maybe it's not a lot for you, and I want more styles." Jiang Xiao knows that the number he wants is really small.

But Wei honger didn't mind, "we can cook it, we can take it. But I hear you're going to do it yourself? "

Jiang Xiao shook his head. "I don't often live here, so I may not have time to do it myself. I just want to know, if I draw a picture, can you do it for me?"

"Painting..."

Wei honger looks at her hesitantly.

What can such a small girl look like? Is it a fantastic painting, or is it something you can't see at all?

What do they do then?

Naturally, Jiang Xiao has made preparations. She has drawn several cups before. Now she takes them out of the bag to show Wei honger.

When Wei honger saw several cups on the drawing paper, she was shocked, "is this painting?" She even reached out and touched the painting.

It was a painting.

However, the painting is also too realistic, like a three-dimensional, real cup stuck to the paper.

"Well, it was painted." Jiang Xiao also took out another piece of paper, on which was a seal of her own design, "I want to burn this logo on the bottom of the cup, OK?"

"You draw so lifelike, no problem." Wei honger looked at the cups she drew and suddenly asked, "can we make some of these cups and sell them?"

She thought those cups were really beautiful and novel. She had never seen them.

Jiang Xiao has a black thread.

She had the same problem as Su, director of the packing box factory.

"no, as like as two peas, I hope I have only myself. I do not want to see a lot of them in the market. If you agree to help me with my list, I would like to sign an agreement to make this clear. "

From Wei's porcelain workshop, Jiang Xiao breathed a breath.

Wei honger takes her list.

Although her single is really a small order for Wei's porcelain shop. There are only 50 cups for each cup. However, for her, a total of 300 cups have been made. If the futu cup can't be sold in the future, she will have to set up a stall to sell porcelain cups.

And they're not cheap.

Chu Liang followed her all day, but he was really surprised.

He didn't know what Jiang Xiao wanted to make so many cups.

There are two cups that can be burned the day after tomorrow. After thinking about it, Jiang Xiao decided to call back and ask for another three days' leave. She simply stayed to see how the cups were and then went back. If she could, she could take some cups with her, and then she would send them to the capital.

As for Meng Chaojun and Meng's stepmother, Jiang Xiao did not intend to send them.

After going to the capital this time, she found that they were not only indifferent to Meng in the past, but also helped others trample on him and bully him. After that, she had no good feelings for the couple.

Since the past year, Meng doesn't need to listen to them.

Besides, isn't she not married to Meng Xinian?

In the evening, Chen's phone rang.

When Chen's mother picked up the phone, she heard a soft but faintly haughty voice, "is it Chen Yinjia?"

"Yes, who are you?"

"I'm Duan Qingqing. I'm Meng Xinian on the phone."

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