Chapter Seventy-Eight: Confrontation

Such an appointment came as no surprise to all.

Ding Mo was also stunned, then stood up with joy on his face, stepped forward to take the letter of appointment, held it on his chest and displayed it, and said happily: "Thank you for the promotion, and thank you for your support!" ā€

turned around again and shook at Ruan Mingyu to the end, "Thank you Shaodong." Ding Mo must do his best for the Jingbao Pavilion, go to the soup and go to the fire, and he will not give up! ā€

Ruan Mingyu deliberately ignored Li Jingshan's knife-like gaze, raised his hand to help Ding Mo, and said with a smile: "Master Ding is serious." What you have done for the Treasure Court is obvious to all, and this position is you deserve. ā€

The leaders quickly came back to their senses, and they all stepped forward to greet Ding Mo and congratulate him. Ding Mo returned the salute with a happy face: "Thank you, Ding will set up a banquet another day, please don't get drunk and don't return!" ā€

In the midst of peace and joy, Li Jingshan also had to suppress her anger, reluctantly put on a smiling face, and stepped forward to congratulate: "Congratulations to Ding Ye, and in the future, I will ask Ding Ye to bring more deeds to bring younger generations." ā€

Ding Mo is happy now, everything is easy to say. waved his hand with her and saluted back, "Miss Li is polite, you are also a big celebrity in the design workshop, and I hope you will support Xiao Ke a lot in the future." ā€

Everyone also echoed and praised Li Jingshan. Li Jingshan had to cheer up and respond, although her face was full of smiles, humble and polite, she was so aggrieved that she was about to cry.

When the annual meeting ended, Lan Yu deliberately walked behind, he patted Li Jingshan's shoulder comfortingly, and comforted him in a good voice: "You are still a year old, just a few more years of training." Your future doesn't stop there. Let's go, let's go back to the workshop first. ā€

Li Jingshan reluctantly smiled and thanked him, and when Lan Yu walked to the front, he turned his heel and went to the back hall to find Ruan Mingyu.

Ruan Mingyu was already sitting at the table waiting for her.

Seeing her come in, Young Master Ruan raised his head from the tea tray casually, "Yo, here?" The white eyebrows of Xuefeng who have just been brewed, do you want to have a cup of pressing fire? ā€

As he spoke, he poured a cup of tea in the Ruyao celadon cup and sent it to Li Jingshan.

Li Jingshan raised her eyebrows and glared angrily, took the small kung fu teacup, brought it to her mouth and drank it all.

"Hey, be careful!"

The next moment, Li Jingshan was so hot that she stuck out her tongue and sighed.

Ruan Mingyu shook her head with a smile and poured her a cup of herbal tea to her mouth. Li Jingshan took two sips of herbal tea before suppressing the hot feeling.

She glared at Ruan Mingyu and said angrily: "You did it on purpose! ā€

Ruan Mingyu looked at her with a smile in his eyebrows: "Wronged." How do I know you're in a hurry to drink tea. And no one is robbing you. ā€

"I—I mean, the head of the design workshop!"

Young Master Ruan poured tea again unhurriedly, "What, what is your opinion on that appointment?" ā€

"You!" Li Jingshan took a deep breath, "At the beginning, you said that you wanted me to sit firmly in the position of the manager, but now what am I not doing well, you have to give me a boss?" ā€

Ruan Mingyu looked up at her, took out another envelope and handed it over, still with a smile on his face, "You did a good job, so I will reward you extra, young master, so you are satisfied?" ā€

Li Jingshan took it suspiciously, opened it and saw that it was the deed of the yard where she lives now. She looked up in surprise, "Young Master, you're going to give me that yard?!" ā€

"It's a reward for what you've done for the Treasure Pavilion in the past year." Ruan Mingyu continued to order a cup of tea and handed it to Li Jingshan, "Drink it slowly this time." It's yours, and no one can take it away. ā€

Li Jingshan took the teacup blankly, suddenly came back to her senses, slapped the deed on the table, and said viciously: "You gave that position to Ding Mo, and you used this deed to appease me?" ā€

Ruan Mingyu raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it enough?" ā€

Li Jingshan was speechless in a daze.

The courtyard she rents now is behind the Jingbao Pavilion, with a good location, a good environment, convenient travel, and convenient trading, and it takes nearly a thousand taels of silver to buy it in the market. If it is used as a reward, it is already extremely generous.

…… It's just that this can be measured in money?

Li Jingshan was suddenly so aggrieved that her eyes were red, she desperately suppressed the tears in her eyes, but there was a cry in her voice, "I'm working so hard, is it just for money?" It's to prove myself, it's for your affirmation! I didn't expect you to trust me at all...... Is it because I'm a woman? ā€

In the end, tears could not help but flow.

The tears slid down her small chin and fell on the table, but they seemed to hit Ruan Mingyu's heart, making him tremble. He walked up to her, put his arm around her shoulders, and pulled out a handkerchief and handed it to her.

"Yo, why are you crying? Did I say I don't trust you? He said a little helplessly, "If this reward is not enough, then, is the training quota for going to the capital number enough?" ā€

Li Jingshan's hand wiping her tears paused, and even took back her tears, and turned her head to look at him: "Huh? What did you say? ā€

Her crying face was close to Ruan Mingyu, he looked at the tears on his eyelashes, felt funny, and a little pity, "I said, next year, the Tianqiao Hall at the headquarters will recruit people for training, and the local branches will select talented craftsmen to study." Do you want to train, or do you want to be in charge? ā€

Li Jingshan's eyes lit up, and she replied dryly, "Go to training!" ā€

Ruan Mingyu bent the corners of her eyes, this girl can carry it clearly at any time, she knows where her weaknesses are.

He raised his hand and flicked her forehead, chuckling, "That's not it." Next May, you'll be gone, and I'll have to find someone to run the design workshop for me. ā€

Li Jingshan calmed down, and her head began to spin quickly, "Well, so you set aside half a year for me to hand over to Ding Mo, and let him slowly get used to it." ā€

Ruan Mingyu smiled silently, and the smile in his eyes had already given affirmation.

Li Jingshan was impressed, although this young master was a gentleman, he was definitely a profiteer in business, and he never refused to fight uncertain battles, and arranged everything properly.

Ruan Mingyu looked at her and pouted at Fang Qi on the table. That's her reward for the year.

Li Jingshan looked at the thin piece of paper, opened her mouth and said, "Ah, Xie Shao......" Before she finished speaking, she suddenly got stuck in her throat.

She understood the young master's intentions in a flash of light.

After she goes to Beijing next year, although she can still receive a monthly salary in Jingbao Pavilion, without a monthly dividend, her income will be more than halved, even if Mrs. Li still has a salary in the embroidery village, her life will be affected. What's more, Li Jingjue is studying in Xu, which is also an expense.

Now that Ruan Mingyu has given her the house, she can save a few taels of silver per month in rent, which can be regarded as free of her worries. Moreover, this house was bought by Ruan Mingyu's private money, which was a reward given to her by Ruan Mingyu in private, but it was nothing more than the account of Jingbao Pavilion.

Li Jingshan's heart was empty, and then like a sponge full of water, it was crowded, she looked at Ruan Mingyu in a daze for a moment, and then solemnly leaned down and curtsied, "Thank you, young master!" ā€

Ruan Mingyu put on that smile again, "Hey, it's good to understand that Young Master Ben is working hard, and he can't cry his nose." ā€

The small tears on her eyelashes were crystal clear, like morning dew and like pearls, Ruan Mingyu forcibly suppressed the thought of wanting to touch it with her hand, and finally only raised her hand to scratch her nose, "Hey, why didn't I find out that you were so crying before?" ā€

"How can I ......" shrunk his shoulders embarrassedly and came out of Ruan Mingyu's arm, "I cried this time......"

"Twice." Ruan Mingyu raised two fingers and shook them in front of her eyes.

Li Jingshan was embarrassed by him, and saluted in a panic, "I, I'm going to the design workshop." He turned around and exited the side hall.

Ruan Mingyu watched her leave, twisted the fingertips that were just on her shoulder, and showed a shallow smile.

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Approaching the New Year's Festival, time flies, and suddenly it is another Chinese New Year's Eve.

Li Jingshan pasted the Spring Festival couplets written by her younger brother on the side of the courtyard gate, and stepped back to look at them carefully. I felt a little proud in my heart: from the dilapidated ancestral hall and old house, to the firewood room in the other courtyard, and then to the small courtyard in front of them, it only took them two years.

After the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, it is customary to keep vigil.

Li Jingshan and her younger brother were playing around the brazier roasting peanuts and potatoes, and Mrs. Li took a package out of the back room, "Young Master Ruan gave us such a generous gift, and we have nothing to reciprocate." Shan'er, if you go back tomorrow on an errand, help me give him this. ā€

"What is it?" Li Jingshan took it.

"The young master didn't go home for the New Year, and I don't know if the elders in the family have 'sent winter clothes', which are two sets of extra robes made for my mother, and some small things with purse belts. Just take a good prize. ā€

The custom of Minzhou, during the Chinese New Year, the elders of the family should make clothes for the juniors to "send winter clothes", take an auspicious color head, and bless the younger generations with peace and joy.

Li Jingshan remembered that Ruan Mingyu had not been home for the New Year for two years since he came to Minzhou to establish the Jingbao Pavilion branch. I remember that Fauber said that he was the youngest child in the family, and he should have been the most favored kind......

She opened the package and saw a full set of winter clothes cut by Shanghao Hujin, with fine and regular stitches and exquisite materials, and even the hood of the coat was sewn with snow-white rabbit down. The small pieces were even more delicate, with gems falling from the belt and purse.

According to folklore, the more finely the winter clothes sent by the elders, the longer the blessings. Mrs. Li has sewn all her gratitude into it......

Li Jingshan wrapped the package, waited for midnight to pass, and said hello to Mrs. Li: "Mother, tomorrow I will serve the young master, and I will sleep in the courtyard." He took the package and went out of the house.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, the whole city is brightly lit, there are fireworks in the yard from time to time on the road, the streets are not deserted, half-grown children run up and down in the neighborhood, and horse-drawn carriages that eat and drink late gallop past from time to time.

The air with the slight smoke of firecrackers, with the smell of prosperity and prosperity, lingered on the tip of Li Jingshan's nose. She was in the cold air, the corners of her mouth curled up, and her steps were cheerful.

Quickly walking to the alley of the Ruan family's courtyard, Li Jingshan stopped and stood under the eaves of the house, intending to make way for the carriage behind her, when she suddenly heard a few faint cries from the dark corner, in the intermittent sound of firecrackers, it was not real.

She took a few steps into the corner with her heart in mind, and sure enough, she saw a pair of bright eyes, and the little thing was meowing.

Li Jingshan reached out and picked it up, it was a kitten who had just gotten away.

A carriage sparkled behind him, and a voice suddenly came overhead, "What are you doing there?" ā€