Honor's Black Porcelain Company was swallowed up by Cheongju, and the news was like a huge black hole that swallowed up the customer reputation system that Honor had worked so hard to build.

Before it was annexed by Cheongju, the Confucius Institute controlled the black porcelain workshop and the entire sales system. After the annexation, the Confucius Institute ceded its independent management rights and retreated to the second line, leaving Cheongju to control all the management rights of black porcelain.

However, before Cheongju established its first online private bank, it was only an international trading company, and it only knew the sales level of the skin, an industry that required the spirit of craftsmen, but did not understand the porcelain-making process and the work of painting craftsmen required by the porcelain industry.

After receiving a large order from the royal families of Europe, it was difficult.

Shangguan Hetai came to his son's office with a solemn face, and raised his right hand as soon as he sat down, "Son, are you stupid when you say that we want the right to operate black porcelain this time?" ”

Shangguan Zhan didn't know why, closed the papers, got up from behind the desk, and sat down in front of his father.

While making tea, he asked, "Dad, isn't that what you want the most?" ”

Shangguan and Tai Dingding thought for a while and said, "But we really don't understand the process of porcelain-making." Although your grandfather's ancestors also made porcelain, we haven't ever gotten that stuff until our generation......"

"Dad, let's just talk about your recent difficulties, I-"

Shangguanzhan looked at the time, he was still sorting out the materials for tomorrow's court appearance.

“…… Well, we've got an order of 10 million-"

"Oh? I thought it would take a long time for Black Porcelain to resume business after the management changed hands. Shouldn't you be happy? ”

"I was happy, but people decided to place an order after seeing a porcelain lamp in a foreign porcelain exhibition hall."

"Porcelain lamp?"

"Well," Shangguan Hetai nodded, and picked up the hot tea that his son put in front of him, "I have also read the information of the porcelain lamp, it is said to be from the handwriting of black porcelain, and the glaze color is on it...... And the pattern is special, not flowers, birds, fish, insects, or landscapes, but - "

"What is it?"

"A pair of beautiful people......"

"What do you mean?" The teacup that Shangguan Zhan brought to his lips paused, and looked at his father puzzled, "You mean a couple of newcomers?" If it's the handiwork of black porcelain, wouldn't it be over for them to mass-produce again? ”

"It's not as simple as you say, this porcelain lamp is the only one in the world, and the master in the Huizhou workshop doesn't know how to compose it - I heard that it was painted by a mysterious person, and few people saw it on the spot when they made this lamp......"

Shangguan Zhan stared and pondered, so only the people of the Confucius Institute knew whose handwriting it was.

"Does the European royal family specify that it should be exactly the same?"

"They took a fancy to this craft and said that in order to customize the pattern, the mysterious craftsman must go to Europe, because it is to decorate the residence for the wedding of a prince, so the requirements for this batch of lamps are quite high."

"Have you told Kong Youxu?"

He said...... They don't care about business now—"

Shangguan Hetai felt that he was looking for self-inflicted boredom, if he had known that he would take such a big order, he would not offend the people of the Confucius Institute if he said anything.

Shangguan Zhan thought about it, maybe he could work Kong Fanxing's body.

Just right...... Tomorrow is a court session, so it is better to make a deal with her.

"Dad, I'll try...... Think of a way. ”

"Hmm...... Then you hurry up, the European royal family needs to be in a hurry. ”