To say that Zhao Hongyi's painting is really very good, Mo Xiaoqi originally felt that Princess Ruyi's painting had both god and form, but now it is obvious that Zhao Hongyi is better.

It seems that everything is compared, people are like this, and so are paintings.

"Tsk, Hongyi, you are simply a contemporary master! This is not worth a lot of silver in my hometown, so what kind of business do I have? Mo Xiaoqi said jokingly.

"Didn't Fluttershy say it just now, it's worth a lot of silver even now." Zhao Hongyi snorted lightly, praised by his wife, and his heart was happy.

The snickering joy on her face was seen by Princess Ruyi, and she pursed her lips and said very unhappily: "It's obviously my painting." Mo Gongzi, you say, whose is it that is good? Is it Brother Huang or me? ”

Mo Xiaoqi looked at Princess Ruyi and then at Zhao Hongyi, thought for a moment and then said: "All are good, all are good, each is good in its own way, Princess Ruyi's painting is very aura." There is a kind of atmosphere. Ah, hahaha, right. ”

Hey, it's best not to offend either of them, Mo Xiaoqi looked at the two people with relaxed expressions, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"So, I'm busy?" Mo Xiaoqi just wanted to take the opportunity to slip away, but was grabbed by Zhao Hongyi.

"Didn't you say that you don't have to do business if you sell my paintings, so what are you going to do?"

Looking back at the ridicule on Zhao Hongyi's face, Mo Xiaoqi said stupidly: "That, I mean in my hometown." ”

"Home? Where is Mr. Mo's hometown? Does anyone like my brother's paintings there? Princess Ruyi inserted the picture, she wanted to know more about Mo Xiaoqi.

"Shut up, kids, don't ask." Zhao Hongyi glanced at Princess Ruyi with a cold face.

"I can't ask more about anything, can't I even know about Mr. Mo's hometown? Hmph, you are too domineering, brother Huang! He's not your own. Princess Ruyi lost her temper, pouted and grabbed Mo Xiaoqi.

Shu'er looked up at her father and then at her little aunt, and simply hugged Mo Xiaoqi's legs, and said eagerly: "Don't rob it, the little daddy is mine."

What is this bear kid here to interject? Can he still be born by Mo Xiaoqi? Princess Ruyi grimaced at him: "That's all of us, anyway, I don't care, Master Mo is my savior, I want to repay him." ”

"She's mine." Zhao Hongyi's face became even colder.

But Princess Ruyi refused to let go, and finally met someone who could make her heart move.

The tree was even more reluctant to let go, this was his mother.

Mo Xiaoqi wants to cry without tears, she really has something to do, she still has to go to Zhang Dongdong......

"Stop...... Hongyi, you come with me. Mo Xiaoqi roared, and the three of them let go of their hands, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm looking for your help." Mo Xiaoqi led Zhao Hongyi to take a pen and paper and write down the cooperation agreement according to her requirements.

Then he took the tree that relied on her and refused to leave and went straight to the carved building, first went to greet the old white head, and then led Zhang Dongdong straight to his house.

Zhang Dongdong looked excited, he chatted a lot with Lao Baitou, which made him full of yearning for the future.

The old white head is very optimistic about Mo Xiaoqi's prospects.

Zhang Dongdong has been reading for several years and is literate, and he read the cooperation agreement brought by Mo Xiaoqi to his mother word by word.

After reading it again, the old lady was silent for a while, and whispered, "Dongdong, read it again." ”

So Zhang Dongdong obediently read it a second time.

The old lady was silent for a long time, making Mo Xiaoqi a little square, is this a promise or not?

"Old lady, do you think there is anything that does not satisfy you?" Mo Xiaoqi said tentatively.

She has tried her best to give the old lady's family the greatest benefit, and also gave the other party a hundred percent of the shares, which is already the best she can do.

The old lady shook her head and said, "I'm very satisfied, but Master Mo, isn't it too much of a loss for you to do this?" ”

Where in the world is there such a businessman? let the partners make all the money, but Mo Xiaoqi is not stupid, he knows that only in this way can he win people's hearts.

Moreover, she still holds the big head, which is already a lot of money.

At that time, she will only make a lot of money.

"Old lady, that's the case, what I fancy is the craftsmanship of you and Ling Gongzi, and this percentage of profits should be paid for your craftsmanship. I'll also pay you and Ling Gongzi separately. Mo Xiaoqi said sincerely.

The old lady hesitated for a moment, holding the sketches brought by Mo Xiaoqi in her hand, and nodded and agreed to this cooperation.

Zhang Dongdong was overjoyed, and immediately took the sketch to start making jewelry, because Mo Xiaoqi asked him to start selling the jewelry she designed as quickly as possible.

And the daily limit is limited, and the business will start from the stall, and then move into the renovated department store when there is a fixed source of customers.

As for the stall, it can no longer be without a name as before, Mo Xiaoqi named Zhang Dongdong's stall Yinlou.

This is to prepare for independence from the department store in the future, and she doesn't plan to let Zhang Dongdong stay in one place forever.

On the other hand, the production of down jackets is also working overtime, Mo Xiaoqi combined the costumes of Hongguo people and designed a down jacket that conforms to the vision of Hongguo people.

I was afraid that someone would not accept it, so I specially explained that I would make a batch of jackets and wear them inside, which would keep me warm and not let people notice.

But Lang Wanwan in King Xuan's mansion has been sick for half a month, and her high fever has come and gone.

When her illness improved slightly, she took Zhou Die's hand and asked, "When will the prince come to see me?" ”

Zhou Die just smiled and said, "It's almost there." ”

It's almost there, when exactly? Lang Wanwan was desperate, let go of Zhou Die's hand, and only cared about tears.

Zhao Hongyi was busy writing a major treatise on flood control, how could he think of going to see her?

"Zhou Die, you can find me a doctor." She finally said.

But in fact, Zhou Die had already asked the doctor to come, and deliberately asked the doctor to prescribe medicine to delay Lang Wanwan's condition.

"Lang Wanwan, you have already drunk three doses of medicine. Don't worry, I promise, someone will come to see you today. She smirked and pushed the door open.

Mo Xiaoqi is carefully looking at the sample of the down jacket, it is really warm when wrapped around his body, and it does not look bulky and draggy, the key is that that batch of fabrics can really make the fluff not run.

Only some of the floating hairs that stick to the surface need to be cleaned up once or two.

When Zhou Die entered the door, she happened to see her trying on clothes, and wondered: "Childe, what kind of clothes are you?" How can you wear it with so much hair? Why don't you take it off and I'll pluck it for you? ”

Mo Xiaoqi nodded, took off his clothes, and Zhou Die honestly picked his hair.

"Childe, this dress is really light." Zhou Die said casually.

"Hehe, this is a new dress I asked people to make, well, you see the padded jacket you are wearing is also quite bulky, why don't you try this?" Mo Xiaoqi thought about it, and it would be good to let Zhou Die try it on first.