Yi Yao is not ruthless.

From a professional point of view, it was difficult to make handicrafts in the live broadcast market at that time.

Although it is not impossible, the resources and operational channels that need to be mobilized are completely beyond the company's ability to achieve at this stage. Their first project has not yet been carried out, let alone the establishment of an MCN agency to connect with the official traffic resources of Yueshi.

In addition, it is not impossible to try and make mistakes, but for a new company that now only has 40,000 yuan in operating expenses, they simply cannot afford such trial and error costs.

Yi Yao has already been wrong once, although Zhang Yunchuang gave him an unprecedented "relief fund" of 20,000 yuan, and also helped the new company relieve the pressure of rent for half a year, but Yi Yao knows very well that the more Zhang Yunchuang pays, the more urgent her situation becomes.

Just like Chen Lu once said, Zhang Yunchuang is also a celebrity in the reading circle, and when the new company can't continue to operate, Yi Yao may really have to leave the reading operation circle completely.

Yi Yao didn't dare to take risks and couldn't take risks.

Qin Mo's reaction was also very direct, although he did not immediately start confronting Yi Yao as before, Yi Yao could see that the united front that had just been completed was obviously very fragile.

However, Yi Yao promised Qin Mo and others that after the first project passed the early stage and entered the profitable period, she would put bamboo products on the shelves, and Qin Mo's mood eased a little.

But it's only a détente.

At six o'clock in the evening, knowing that Yi Yao was still working overtime, Chen Lu looked at his watch, hesitated for a moment and decided not to go home first, but went directly to Yi Yao's new company.

On the way, she also bought bubble tea from the bubble tea shop that she and Yi Yao frequented.

"Why are you alone? What about Qin Mo? ”

Chen Lu directly handed the milk tea with the straw inserted to Yi Yao's mouth, Yi Yao didn't answer, and took two sips of Chen Lu's hand: "Uncle Zhang just finished the operation, she had to go to the hospital, so she left early." ”

Chen Lu raised his legs and hooked the office chair next to him to sit next to Yi Yao, pouted and said, "You didn't tell the truth." ”

Yi Yao just smiled, and the two of them tacitly agreed.

After accompanying Yi Yao to do the last data analysis, the two turned off the lights and closed the door and left the company.

"Go to me at night, it's not early, you don't have to toss back and forth."

Chen Lu took a taxi.

Yi Yao squinted at Chen Lu, pointed to the subway next to him and said, "Next to the subway, what taxi are you taking?" ”

Chen Lu didn't insist, and made an apologetic gesture to the driver, and the two turned around and walked towards the subway entrance.

Chen Lu lives next to Sihui, only one stop away from Dawang Road, she said to Yi Yao: "Why don't you stay with me in the future, just one stop back and forth to work, and take the subway so far every day, the time delayed back and forth is enough for you to sleep lazy." ”

Yi Yao sighed, "I want to too, but what about Lao Yi?" My daughter-in-law will be alone if she is not at home, and if my daughter does not go back, he will not be depressed. I'm depressed, hey, doesn't it look like a smooth mouth? ”

Chen Lu didn't insist: "Go to me one day when you work overtime, give your family Lao Yi a call, and save no one to eat the chicken on the table." ”

"Don't, I'm a little sick to my stomach now at the mention of white chicken."

At night, the two were still huddled in a quilt like in college, and they chatted until the early hours of the morning.

Chen Lu asked a lot about the progress of Yiyao's project, and hearing that she was still having a headache about finding a source of goods, Chen Lu felt anxious and faintly relieved. Yi Yao's project has not yet entered the operation stage, which means that Chen Lu can delay the project plan for a while.

Yi Yao didn't go home, Yi Chengwen still made white chopped chicken, and of course, Ling Suhua's favorite sweet and sour tenderloin.

After eating, he cleaned up the kitchen, Yi Chengwen didn't go directly to the study to prepare for class for the first time, he sat on the sofa in the living room and turned on the TV, and searched for a long time before finding the idol drama that Yi Yao and Ling Suhua were watching before.

After watching it for fifteen minutes, Yi Chengwen still turned off the TV. In the past, Yi Yao and Ling Suhua were watching TV in the living room, and Yi Chengwen would not feel noisy when the voice floated to the study, but when he really sat down and watched, Yi Chengwen soon felt tormented.

He even felt that it was unbelievable that the male protagonist in the TV series who couldn't even cook well would be pursued by so many members of the opposite sex.

Usually before twelve o'clock, Yi Chengwen can finish the class, but today he didn't finish it until one o'clock in the morning.

ran to the living room to turn on the TV and turned on the sound, and Yi Chengwen gradually regained some state.

For three days in a row, Qin Mo didn't go to the company, and he had been accompanying Uncle Zhang in the hospital for rehabilitation, and Yi Yao hadn't called her, and the two of them fought so silently.

Uncle Zhang watched Qin Mo grow up since he was a child, and he could understand some of Qin Mo's thoughts, and said deliberately: "What are you doing with me in the hospital all day?" I'm a mess of old men who can go down to the ground and eat, don't dangle in front of my eyes all day long, annoying. What to do, what to do. ”

Sure enough, it is like gathering things, and Qin Mo's poor mouth has something to do with Uncle Zhang.

"Rest, if you do a 100-meter sprint now, I'll leave immediately." Qin Mo was not polite at all.

Uncle Zhang suddenly asked, "How are you getting along with that guy named Yi Yao?" Don't dazzle me, this girl is a friend worth making. ”

Qin Mo ignored the answer: "Friend? Have you ever seen a friend who couldn't be saved? You have to think that this friend can be made, and one day I will draw a line for the two of you, and you will see. ”

", don't bother me here, love to go wherever you want!"

Although Qin Mo promised Yi Yao to do the company together, Yi Yao knew that the relationship between the two could not be greatly eased in a short period of time, and she still had to worry about the company's affairs alone.

At noon, Ling Suhua rarely took the initiative to call Yi Yao, which made Yi Yao a little overjoyed.

"Have you eaten?" Although Ling Suhua's tone was very horizontal, he could hear that he was in a good mood.

"I ate it, but the food in the restaurant didn't taste like mother's love at all, and it was so tasteless. Comrade Ling Suhua, when will your old man come home? Lao Yi Ke and I have been looking forward to it for half a month. ”

Ling Suhua: "Don't be poor, I'll get down to business." Your Uncle Yan came to call today, saying that he has a quota for designers to go abroad for exchanges, and asked if you would like to go. ”

Hearing this, Yi Yao instantly frowned, she knew Ling Suhua too well, and she was determined to pull her into the clothing industry. Yi Yao didn't really deliberately go against Ling Suhua, it was still the same sentence, Ling Suhua's desire to control was too strong, so strong that even Yi Yao's life wanted to be arranged.

How could Yi Yao accept the life arranged by others? Even if it's his own mother.

"The company is in a critical situation now, and I really can't leave." Yi Yao can only explain.

"Anyway, I brought it, it's your own business to go or not, you decide for yourself." After speaking, Ling Suhua hung up the phone.

This feeling is very bad, as if Ling Suhua gave Yi Yao a choice, and it seems that he didn't give it at all.

However, what Yi Yao didn't expect was that as soon as she got home at night, she saw that Ling Suhua had returned, and Ling Suhua's suitcase in the bedroom had also returned to its original place. At this time, Ling Suhua was making a printed version on the coffee table in the living room.

The production of traditional clothing, especially the production process and process of traditional clothing in the Ming Dynasty, is very complex, compared with the modern "Hanfu" sold in the modern market with computer graphics and finished dyed fabrics in batches, the traditional handmade traditional clothing of the Ming Dynasty is completely different.

The skill and proficiency required to draw by hand speaks for itself. Of course, the handmade clothes made by Ling Suhua's ancestors have always been highly sought after, a big reason is that they have mastered the secret recipe of pigment proportioning, and the pigments produced are not only bright and do not fade, but also have a much better storage time than ordinary pigments.

The pattern engraving of the printed version has high requirements for craftsmanship, and it is difficult to distinguish a little deviation on the printing board, but once it is reflected in the fabric, once the broken touch is incomplete, the craftsmanship level of the whole garment will be greatly reduced.

What Yi Yao didn't expect was that Ling Suhua didn't mention Uncle Yan again at night, and kept concentrating on making the printed version.

Looking at Ling Suhua with a serious face, Yi Yao suddenly had an idea.

She looked for so many previous customer information, but she ignored Ling Suhua, who has been doing clothing wholesale. Ling Suhua has been a clothing wholesaler for so many years, and must know many owners of garment factories.

Yi Yao thoroughly experienced the darkness under a lamp, and she tossed back and forth for almost half a month for the supply of goods, but she didn't think that the best resources were actually around her.

Of course, the most important thing is that Yi Yao rejected Ling Suhua from the bottom of his heart, so he subconsciously cut off her relationship.