Fan Xiaoyi stopped Zhu Yike, and asked with a face as cold as ice, "So you went over there to place an order?!" ”

The Korean merchant took out a pendant, "Of course, they are not worse than yours, the quantity can be larger than yours, the delivery is faster than yours, and it is cheaper than you." You see, it's not the same. ”

Fan Xiaoyi looked at the pendant on his hand, and it could be said that it was almost identical!

Zhu Yike scolded angrily, "How can you be like this, you said it was good to us at that time!" ”

Fan Xiaoyi grabbed her, "Zhu Zhu, this style was thought up by the two of us, it was original to us, how could others make it?" ”

Only then did Zhu Yike react. Fan Xiaoyi no longer bothered with the Korean businessman, pulled Zhu Yike and left, "Let's go and see first!" ”

When they found the stall and took a closer look, the goods here were almost exactly the same as what they made!

Zhu Yike angrily pointed at him and scolded, "How can you copy our things!" ”

The stall owner was a young man in his early twenties, and when he heard this, he frowned and glanced at Zhu Yike, and then drove them away, "What are you arguing about in front of my stall, go and go, don't block my business!" ”

Zhu Yike was so angry that he was about to get the pendant on his stall, but the stall owner was busy protecting his things and shouted, "What are you doing!" ”

Zhu Yike couldn't help but shout, "You are copying our design!" ”

The stall owner also got angry, "Don't run to me to make trouble, you will call me the management again!" This is something I made myself, why do you say that I copied you. Everyone does this, and you say that you copy yours and copy you? I said that I opened the whole sculpture, do you pay me a management fee? ”

The stall owner unceremoniously pushed them away, "Go, go, don't get in my way." ”

Looking in the direction he was pointing, Fan Xiaoyi really saw another pendant that was exactly the same as them in the stall a few miles away.

Fan Xiaoyi felt a chill in her heart, and pulled Zhu Yike to go around the circle, and actually saw seven companies selling this pendant.

It turned out that before they knew it, their works had already been copied by everyone.

Now they have no evidence, and no matter how much trouble they make, it's useless.

Or an eldest sister next to her couldn't look at it and pulled them and whispered, "You two are really, you don't hide good things, and you come here to set up a stall without being ready." With a good design, you can copy from the street to the end of the street, this is the way of survival of this street, you don't even know this, and you will have enough losses in the future. ”

The two of them were full of grievances and sadness, but fled back to the studio like defeated soldiers. But in the midst of the confusion, another incident happened.

A customer on their Taobao store gave a middle review, and the message he wrote was, "Learning from others is not as good as others, and it is more expensive than others, I will go to XX's house next time to buy it." ”

Fan Xiaoyi searched, and the XX family was indeed selling their pendants.

Zhu Yike couldn't hold back crying anymore, the more he cried, the more sad he became, as if he wanted to cry out all his grievances.

They worked so hard to deliver the goods, and as a result, others earned the order. It's obviously his own design, and he was said to be bad at copying.

Zhu Yike pulled Fan Xiaoyi's sleeve and cried, "Sister Fan, we are like this, what else should we do!" ”

Fan Xiaoyi also almost collapsed, they had already rolled on this street a few times, thinking that they were already familiar with this place. But in fact, they were all working part-time before, and it was the boss who made the decisions, and they didn't really get in touch with this level.

It wasn't until now that they really started to take care of their own business, and they really stepped on the darkness at the bottom of this bustling bazaar with their own feet.

Early the next morning, Zhu Yike held a pair of red and swollen eyes, and avoided Fan Xiaoyi's eyes like a mosquito, "Sister Fan, I want to quit, I'm ...... My parents wouldn't let me do it. ”

Fan Xiaoyi was stunned for a long time before she said calmly, "That's it." ”

Zhu Yike's tears fell and pulled Fan Xiaoyi's hand, "Sister Fan, I'm sorry." ”

Fan Xiaoyi shook her head slightly, "Don't say you're sorry, you didn't say sorry for me." This is the path we have chosen, it is yours and mine. It's just that we chose the same path before, and now we have to choose a different path again. ”

Fan Xiaoyi looked at Zhu Yike sincerely, "From now on, we will have to fight alone, and we have nothing to do with each other." I wish you all the best, and I wish it all the best. ”

Fan Xiaoyi didn't know how she got home.

Even her mother, who wanted to nag her, noticed that something was wrong with her, and touched her forehead suspiciously, "Are you sick?" But suddenly saw her pair of godless eyes, and was startled, "Yiyi, what's wrong with you!" ”

Fan Xiaoyi shook her head indifferently and went back to her room to sleep. I slept until the next morning, when my mother pulled me up, "You can't do this, you have to go to the hospital." ”

Fan Xiaoyi got up to brush her teeth and wash her face for breakfast, "It's okay, I'm not sick." ”

Mom looked at her carefully, and it seemed that she was indeed not sick, so she put it down for the time being.

But Fan Xiaoyi was stunned while eating breakfast.

Mom really thinks she's wrong, Fan Xiaoyi, who has been running away from anyone in the morning recently, actually hasn't finished breakfast for an hour.

My mother didn't even go to buy groceries, so she asked her again, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Fan Xiaoyi threw the chopsticks and pushed the table up, "Not much." I'm leaving. ”

She forced herself to take her bag and came to the studio again.

The studio is exactly the same as yesterday, with a broken table, two broken chairs that creak when you sit down, two half-rusted machines, raw materials and semi-finished products that are readily available in one place, and stagnant finished products stacked in the corners.

Obviously all this seemed so exciting and vibrant yesterday, but now it seems to be only depressed and deserted.

Fan Xiaoyi only felt that her eyes were dry, but she couldn't shed tears.

She sat in a daze for a long time, not knowing what to do, until she felt her stomach growling, and went home to sleep.

By the time she woke up again, it was dark.

It's rare for my mother not to go to the square dance and mop the floor at home.

Liao Mingfei just came back from work, took off his suit and loosened his tie and was drinking water.

My dad had just gotten off work and was taking off his shoes when he asked her mom why she hadn't danced.

Everything in life is still so orderly, her world is obviously in chaos, but other people's worlds are still working perfectly.

The sculpture bazaar has long followed this law, and the stalls that are still there have all been killed in and out of this law, or are about to enter. Regardless of whether Fan Xiaoyi and the others can accept it or not, the sculpture market will continue to flourish and prosper as always.

But such a law made Fan Xiaoyi feel painful.

Mom dragged the floor past her and glanced at her.

Fan Xiaoyi suddenly couldn't stop and shouted, "Mom." "Tears rolled down like a faucet.

Mom was startled, "What's wrong with you!" ”

Fan Xiaoyi hugged her and cried loudly.