Chapter 50

Without waiting for song Xijiao to ask, Zhong Chun said, "I will explain this to you later. Don't ask." Then he went into the kitchen without looking back.

"You, who are you? Don't tell me if you don't say it." Song Xijiao Leng for a while God, and angry with himself, "you really think you are his wife, ah, tube so many why, you are a nominal husband and wife."

Song Xijiao rolled her eyes in the direction of the kitchen and went to see her mother and chestnut.

In the early morning of the next day, song Xijiao was still cleaning and heard a knock on the door. Knowing that it was Zhongchun outside the door, she asked through the window, "why?"

Hearing the sound, Zhong Chun knew that she had already got up. He pushed the door in and said, "breakfast is ready. You can come out to eat when you have washed. I'll accompany you to find Luo Shuang in the city

Hearing this, song Xijiao came to the spirit: "really? Aren't you reluctant to cooperate with Luo Shuang? "

Zhongchun's sword eyebrow picked a pick and said: "where am I reluctant to go? I'll pack up and go."

Song Xijiao nodded her head and used the comb like a tiger. After a while, Zhong Chun, who walked out of the room, heard her scream of pain.

Hearing the voice, Zhong Chun couldn't help being a little angry and funny. He sighed and thought, "I'm not willing to cooperate with Luo Shuang. I'm afraid..." He did not dare to think deeply about the thoughts behind, because he was not sure of his own heart, and he did not dare to explore too much.

Taking care of song's mother and chestnut for breakfast, song Xijiao told several times that she and her grandmother should be careful when they were at home. They didn't run around before they went to the city with Zhongchun.

It is not difficult to find the bamboo slips shop in Chunhe. As one of the best bamboo slips shops in the city, you can find it if you ask a little.

Luo Shuang, who is checking the inkstone in front of the hall, looks at the Zhongchun and song Xijiao, who are entering the hall, and can't help but feel happy. He rushed up to meet them and let them into the elegant seats in the inner room.

"It's disrespectful of you to come." Luo Shuang said as he asked the waiter to serve tea.

"Mr. Luo, I went back to think about it. I can accept your cooperation proposal. Today we are here to talk about the details of cooperation." As a small white-collar worker for several years, song Xijiao is familiar with cooperation.

Luo Shuang didn't think that song Xijiao, as soon as she was seated, opened the door to the mountain and showed her intention. Ben is also straightforward, he also asked directly: "what ideas do you have in mind?"

On the way to the city, song Xijiao has informed Zhong Chun of her cooperation plans one by one. Zhong Chun didn't speak, but he was surprised: "can song Xijiao think of such a detailed and thoughtful plan?" Thinking like this, he would stare at her small face which was a little red, and looked at it carefully.

At this time, he really found something different. Before she was too lazy to move, hungry and full, her face did not have three or two meat, eyes are lazy light. But in front of her eyes, song Xijiao not only has a white and round face, but also has two stars in her eyes. When she talks, she always flashes.

Finding that Zhong chunding was looking at himself, song Xijiao could not help but feel a little hot on her face. She reached out and waved in front of him: "what are you looking at?"

Zhongchun a Leng, the words in the brain said the original: "I see you recently some fat."

This sentence trampled on Song Xijiao's cat tail. She turned around and asked, "where am I fat? You're talking nonsense

Zhong Chun couldn't help laughing: "what's so angry about? Isn't it good to be mellow?"

"You are mellow, your whole family is mellow!" Song Xijiao couldn't stop kicking his feet under the table.

"Two, two!" Luo Shuang speechless looking at these two suddenly in front of his face flirting up the little couple, "what do you think?"

"Our plan is that we will provide patented technology and management mode, as well as other raw materials for your production," Zhong Chun said immediately

Luo Shuang was a little confused and said in a tut voice: "this What technology, what mode? "

After Zhong Chun's explanation, Luo Shuang finally understood.

Although he has never heard of such cooperation, it seems to be the most reasonable way. Luo Shuang also readily nodded and agreed to the 50% profit distribution. After all, without song Xijiao's technology, even if he had money and space, he couldn't make paper.

After signing a paper composition, Zhong Chun and song Xijiao set foot on the path home together, regardless of Luo Shuang's affectionate retention.

"After coming back from the Song family, you won't let me sell bamboo paper. Why?" Zhong Chun can't help asking questions that have puzzled him for several days.

"This is called hunger marketing. In short, only when we can't buy bamboo paper can we stimulate other people's desire to buy." Song Xijiao explained it carefully.

"Then why do you want me to explain the way of cooperation to Mr. Luo?" He asked again.

Song Xijiao grabbed the leaves of the road and replied, "in your times, it is always inconvenient for a girl to appear in public. Besides, you are the head of the family. What's more, you should be the one to show up."

"Our time?" Listening to such a strange word, Zhongchun looks at her in doubt.Song Xijiao knew that she had made a slip of the tongue and quickly changed the subject: "let's go back quickly. Mother and chestnut must be hungry."

Zhong Chun stares at her fleeing back, thinking.

With the cooperation plan, Luo Shuang started the preparations. From the choice of field room and raw materials, and then to the layout of the pavement, all of them are attentive.

After discussing the cooperation, song Xijiao was busy. She carefully cleaned the house, washed and dried the clothes one by one, and even carefully turned the quilts into the cabinet.

Looking at her mother in the yard busy in and out, chestnut in the side to help take clothes, take basin of light work asked song Xijiao: "mother, how are you these days?"

Song Xijiao stopped folding clothes and hugged chestnuts in her arms: "chestnut, my mother will go to the bamboo paper mill in a few days, so I have to clean up the house as soon as I have time."

Chestnut cleverly nodded and said: "mother, you have worked hard, chestnut will help you later."

Looking at such a sensible child, song Xijiao couldn't help but kiss his little face, which made chestnuts giggle.

Zhong Chun, who just came down from the mountain, looked at the clean clothes in the courtyard and smelled the fragrance of Gleditsia sinensis. He felt a sense of steadiness that he had never felt before. Going further inside, song Xijiao and chestnut's low laughter made him feel at home

A month later, Xifeng bamboo paper factory opened up in a bustling manner. At the beginning of the ceremony, the doctor and song Yongxu made a rare appearance.

With the support of Lang Zhong Ren and song Yongxu, together with the previous display at the Song family birthday banquet, the bamboo paper field attracted the attention of the city's dignitaries at the beginning of the ceremony. The people who came to watch the sacrifice on that day were numerous.

With a smile, song Xijiao held the first batch of bamboo paper to be produced. She said in a loud voice, "this bamboo paper was originally developed by me for the sake of filial piety to my husband. Now it is renamed Xiaoxin paper.".

As soon as this word falls, the doctor and song Yongxu smile not to say how proud. The crowd also cheered.

Standing outside the crowd, Hu que, looking at the spirited song Xijiao, smiles faintly. Sure enough, the person he likes can't be wrong.

For a while, no one didn't know filial piety paper, and no one didn't know song Xijiao.

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