Although the house was burned, the Huaishan Academy in the village is still there.

If Zhou Qing wants to carry forward Huaishan Academy, he can't do without the support of the patriarch.

Qingyang Village's line, she can't break it.

First Zhou Huaihai was fished out of prison, and then there was arson in Qingyang Village.

No matter how big Zhou Huaishan's heart is, it was really stimulated this time.

Without Zhou Qing's supervision, he took the initiative to study hard every day.

After all, this is not a book, it is a life.

For Zhou Qing, it was a blessing in disguise.

You don't have to spend most of your energy on urging your dad to read.

Free up more effort to tie a few pots of silk flowers, as a New Year's gift to Xu Feng and the abbot of Qingquan Temple.

After giving the New Year's gift, with a few brushes from her sales manager in her previous life, she completed an order.

At the beginning, Zhou Huaishan wrote down a variety of blessing words and happy words, and Zhou Qing took the model to talk about cooperation with the largest embroidery workshop in the county.

Now that he has the relationship with the current prefect, coupled with Zhou Huaishan's identity as a child, Zhou Qing is less timid when he does things.

Although the embroidery workshop wanted to buy out the model word in Zhou Qing's hand at a high price, Zhou Qing insisted on technology as a shareholder.

The embroidery workshop was afraid that it would be inappropriate to talk about it, Zhou Qing took the words and went to another house, after all, even if he was the owner of the embroidery workshop, those model words were unheard of and unseen by him.

It's really festive and beautiful, and once it's on the market, it's absolutely sought-after.

Seeing the root of the year, if you rush to rush out a batch, the sales will explode.

The profit is in front of him, and he can't trick Zhou Qing by tricks.

After all, there is still the prefect.

After several Tai Chi, the two sides finally reached an agreement and agreed to discuss the signing of the contract at Fushun Restaurant today.

Fushun Restaurant, private room on the second floor.

When Zhou Qing arrived, the owner of the embroidery workshop was already drinking tea inside.

"Miss Zhou, the contract has been written, do you think it's okay?"

Straight to the point, there is no such messy gossip, and when Zhou Qing sits down, the embroidery workshop owner goes straight to the point.

Glancing at the contract signing period and share, Zhou Qing smiled: "Three years of cooperation, two percent of the dividend?" ”

The owner of the embroidery workshop looked at Zhou Qing and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Miss Zhou is too little?" These two dividends are really a lot, Miss Zhou is just out of the model, but she still has to produce manual materials, which are all costly......"

Zhou Qing interrupted the embroidery shop owner with a smile.

"Half a year after signing a contract, I want a fifty percent bonus, and after half a year, all the samples will belong to you."

The corner of the embroidery shop owner's eyes twitched, and he looked at Zhou Qing dumbfounded, "Fifty percent? ”

"I only signed for half a year, that is to say, in fact, I only make the profit of the current New Year's Festival, and everything after that is your boss."

The owner of the embroidery workshop stared at Zhou Qing suspiciously.

Zhou Qing looked frank.

"Fifty percent is not low, but you don't lose money, boss."

The owner of the embroidery workshop......

Not a loss?

If Zhou Qing pays a fifty-percent dividend and removes his six-month production cost, unless he makes a profit, he will lose money and make money.

Moreover, in order to pay Zhou Qing's five dividends, he still has to work hard to make money, and he can't hold back his strength and wait until half a year later.

Otherwise, he would be paying dividends to Zhou Qing out of his own pocket.

Maybe there is less to Zhou Qing, but he spent six months of labor in vain, which also affected the seizure of the market.

Once new patterns flow out of the market, other embroidery villages compete to imitate, he does not exert force, is to give others opportunities.

Can this little girl have such insight and scheming?

Rubbing the tea cup in his hand, the owner of the embroidery workshop stared at Zhou Qing, "I didn't expect Miss Zhou to have such a business acumen at such a young age." ”

Zhou Qing smiled politely, "The boss is polite, my father has the final say, he said that fifty percent in half a year, that is, fifty percent in half a year, I'm just running an errand." ”

She is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child, who came to talk about business with others, and behaved so shrewdly, that the other party did not find it strange, and she herself felt strange.

So, it can only be pushed on Daddy.

Zhou Qing said, and the owner of the embroidery workshop moved his eyebrows.

Naturally, he didn't believe it.

A farmer, even if he is a child in the middle of the examination, may not have such business acumen.

Moreover, those words could not be written by a farmer!

However, Zhou Qing clearly refused to say it, so he no longer bothered to talk about it.

The boss of the embroidery workshop no longer struggled, and slapped the table, "Cheng, I made Ling Zun a friend, but I only sold five of the fifteen kinds of model words you took out this time, and I have the final say when the remaining ten kinds will be sold, Miss Zhou will always give me a way to make money." ”

Zhou Qinghe laughed, "Okay, the boss is bold, there will be cooperation opportunities in the future, let's talk about it." ”

The owner of the embroidery workshop redrafted the contract, and after Zhou Qing read it carefully, the two sides signed it.

After signing a fifty percent dividend, the owner of the embroidery workshop couldn't wait to say goodbye when he got the model word.

Zhou Qing drank a cup of tea leisurely.

As long as the owner of the embroidery workshop is willing to work hard, it should not be a problem for her to pay dividends of 10,000 taels.

At that time, Zhou Huaishan can be paved and the scale of Huaishan Academy can be expanded.

Thinking about the silver ticket that was about to arrive, Zhou Qing went to the rouge shop not far away with great interest.

She didn't know how to use the bottles and cans sent by Uncle Zhong, but now she finally has time to learn from them.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a young man holding a box of paste in his hand and handing it to a girl.

"Guest officer, the jade foot paste you wanted."

Zhou Qing......

Jade feet?

Foot?

Foot that foot?

Isn't this the one she and Zhou Yao picked out to wipe their faces?

The corners of his eyes twitched, and Zhou Qing stepped forward, "What is the effect of this paste?" ”

Seeing the new customer, the young man hurriedly introduced: "This jade foot paste is the signature of our store, to ensure that after you use three boxes, your feet will be smooth and white, girl, come to a box?" ”

Zhou Qing......

Pumping the corner of his eye, he raised his hand and touched his face.

Like, yes, smooth, up, a little~~?

As he was talking, the street outside suddenly became lively.

"A student is beating a drum in front of the yamen to tell Mr."

"My God, I heard that Mr. fed those students, it's not a thing!"

"Let's go, go and see, and scold that old bastard to death!"

......

The chaotic discussion came into Zhou Qing's ears, and Zhou Qing came out of the rouge shop and followed the crowd in the direction of the county office.

There is actually a gentleman who fed the students?

Is it so energetic?

She wants to go and see which academy is the scumbag, and remind her father to pay more attention in the future.

In front of the county yamen, there are crowds of people.

As soon as he squeezed to the front row, Zhou Qing saw a familiar person.

Her father!

Her father was escorted to the lobby from the side by two officials, and in the hands of the two officials, her father struggled with a red neck on his face.

Zhou Qing......

What a situation!

Eating melons and eating them on your family's heads?

How was her dad brought?

Could it be that her father was molested?

When was this! How did she not know!

Seeing that Zhou Huaishan was brought up, Zhou Qing immediately stepped forward, and a servant reached out to stop her.

Zhou Qing hurriedly pointed at Zhou Huaishan and said, "That's my father, how did my father get here." ”

The official immediately looked at Zhou Qing with a disgusted and sympathetic gaze, but still stopped her and didn't let her enter the lobby.

Syllable!

There was a shock, and the scene of the shooting fell silent.

The county magistrate sat under the mirror plaque and looked at Zhou Huaishan majestically.

"Zhou Huaishan, you are guilty!"