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"brother Luo Bai, are these pictures created by you?" Yang Zimei asked.
"Well." Luo Bai nodded, "we are only making antique porcelain, not making fakes. Therefore, all the pictures are made by myself."
"That's good." Yang Zimei looked at Luo Bai with admiration and exclaimed.
Get praise, Luo Bai slightly slightly a little embarrassed way, "Miss Yang, you are good, I can have today, rely on you to give me a life."
"Hee hee, you don't want to thank you. I saved your life. I want you to work hard to make money for me. We are both in debt." Yang Zimei said with a smile.
"I still think I'm making a lot of money." Luo Bai said, "you have a life to live on, and you can develop your own interests and hobbies, so that our Luo family can carry forward this craft. Moreover, manager Min said that every piece of blue and white porcelain can be signed with my name."
For an artist, there is nothing more important than making his name on his artwork. It is an affirmation of self-worth.
Yang Zimei looked at Min gang with admiration. "You're too right. Luo Bai will become a famous craftsman."
"We are honored to have this master craftsman." Min Gang said with a smile, "we have a thousand Baidu, relying on Luo Bai."
Luo Bai smiles a little shyly, bows his head and continues to make mud tire, and soon enters into the state of selflessness.
Yang Zimei no longer bothered him, took the blue and white porcelain bowl into min Gang's office, sat down and talked with him about the company and capital.
"Min Gang, it's hard for you. I'm busy with the company and school every day." Yang Zimei looks at Min Gang Road.
Min Gang shook his head, "no, this is the most fulfilling and happy day for me. I don't feel hard at all."
Looking at the light in his eyes, Yang Zimei knew that he was telling the truth.
A person, the most difficult time, is not when there are many things to do, but when bored and idle.
What's more, he has his own goals and plans!
Compared with him, Yang Zimei felt ashamed.
In fact, she is really bored, drifting with the tide, without any planning.
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min just received a phone call from his family. His face changed greatly. He stood up in a hurry and said, "Zimei, I'm going home. My grandfather's treasure room is on fire."
Yang Zimei's eyebrows jumped and thought of his warning to min Yulin that day.
It seems that he really did not listen to his own words, did not take any fire prevention measures.
"Are you all right?"
Yang Zimei asked with concern.
"My grandfather was hurt a little. All the things in the treasure room are his painstaking efforts. I think the heart is even worse."
Min Gang said as he walked out.
Yang Zimei followed.
Min Gang didn't step on his bicycle. He stopped a taxi directly, and Yang Zimei followed him in. "I'll go and see if there's anything I can do for you."
"Thank you." Min Gang looked at her gratefully and urged the driver to drive quickly.
Come to min's home, outside has surrounded a lot of people, fire engines and police cars have also come.
The fire has gone out.
Yang Zimei followed min Gang to squeeze in.
Min Yulin sat on the ground beside him blankly, holding min Qinghua and Huang Jingxian carefully to comfort him.
It's a great blow to anyone that the hard work is destroyed.
Yang Zimei went to the burning treasure room. The blackened walls basically destroyed the whole room. I don't know how many antiques were destroyed. Otherwise, it would be a pity.
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