Can Wanhe become the largest industrial company in China with ceramics as the main body? Japan's three major gates, Germany's Meissen, and the UK's Widchwood, these world-renowned ceramic gateway centers, will there be a place for Wanhe? Xu Hong has been abroad for more than ten years and has never given up thinking about this issue. Real estate has passed the era of rapid growth, relying on traditional real estate can no longer expand the territory of Wanhe, and in today's world, as far as Jingdezhen is concerned, there is no ceramic company, or even a famous ceramic brand, can replace Jingdezhen this super IP, for Jingdezhen ceramics voice.

The big IP of "Jingdezhen Ceramics" is obviously showing its own downward trend to the world, and it is not impossible to return to create a ceramic miracle in this period, and it is inevitable.

Xu Hong has always wanted to do business. She wants to make a Jingdezhen ceramic brand, not intended to replace Jingdezhen itself, but to give the enterprise value to continue it and create more miracles, but unfortunately she has never waited for that era.

After being suddenly intercepted in the auditorium, Xu Xiaohe has been deeply involved in the death of his mother. He has in his hand the latest revised interview script of "The Heavy Weapon of the Great Power", all the plans for the auction to the planning intention of the No. 9 land, as well as a contract that has been settled for a long time and a few henchmen arranged by his mother in advance, it seems that he has enough capital to make a big deal with his old father, but they all seem to have ignored a key core - he does not understand ceramics.

Xu Xiaohe doesn't know anything about ceramic culture, and he has no feelings for Jingdezhen.

Over the years, I have squandered my youth, where did I think there would be this day. Has Xu Hong thought about it? She must have thought about it, but she must not have thought that when she was not ready to return to the domestic market, she would suddenly be angry with her own son, right?

Yes, this is the real reason why Xu Xiaohe returned to China.

He, a person who doesn't know ceramics at all, also knows how difficult it is to achieve a ceramic career in Jingdezhen, let alone the importance of industry. But he still wants to create a miracle for his mother.

Xu Xiaohe pulled out of Chen's emotions, opened the mobile phone locked in the small black room, and buzzed out a lot of news, most of which were progress reports of the "Great Power Heavy Weapon" project group, mixed with the latest announcement that could not be ignored - the old father Xu Zhengnan has passed the board of directors and officially appointed him as the general manager of the new media department, and he will be President Xu from today on.

In other words, "The Great Power and Heavy Weapons" will be left to him with full power.

Just then, the phone vibrated again.

The caller ID was a string of unfamiliar numbers, but Xu Xiaohe seemed to have a premonition. He instinctively wanted to escape, but knew that he could not avoid it, and finally answered the phone.

On the other side was an unfamiliar and difficult-sounding voice: "Hello Mr. Xu, I'm Cheng Yubai." ”

Cheng Yubai swallowed the last mouthful of nicotine into his throat, grabbed the butt of the cigarette, threw it at his feet and crushed it.

He didn't speak, so Xu Qing found a step for himself: "Don't you invite me in for a cup of tea?" ”

"Can we have a cup of tea?"

Isn't it? Xu Qing almost blurted out and choked on it. He looked repulsive, with a coldness he hadn't felt five years ago. Xu Qing lowered his eyes and said, "I thought it was." ”

"Is it raining a lot outside?"

"It's huge."

"And you're still here?"

"I think it's coming."

Cheng Yubai chuckled: "It seems that the rain outside is not heavy enough." ”

"No matter how big it is, I'll come."

"Have you figured it out?"

Xu Qing looked up.

The five-year covenant came as scheduled. Xu Qing said, "This is our agreement. ”

The two didn't know what kind of dumb riddle they were playing, so they blocked the door, let the door of the house open wide, the wind through the hall flowed around, and the humidity of the cold rain came to their faces, Xiao Qi couldn't help but sneeze.

Cheng Yubai finally took a step back and let people into the house. Xu Qing's face turned pale under the light, and he twisted the wet hair around his ears with his hand. Close, the back is no longer blurry, Cheng Yubai found that she was much thinner than before, and the entire shoulder blade was clearly visible with a hunched waist.

He turned his head to look away and asked, "When did you come back?" ”

"The day before Grandpa's death."

Xu Qing's tone was very flat and natural, Rao is Cheng Yubai was ready to repeat himself, or he might as well stop in place, as if he had fallen into some unknown past. After I don't know how long, he reacted, opened the glass door of the cabinet against the wall, and took out something wrapped in a handkerchief from inside: "Speaking of which...... I broke an antique bowl that night. ”

"How?"

"Dream and ......"

"Nightmares, huh?"

Xu Qing tugged at the corners of his mouth, and Cheng Yubai was choked.

Xiao Qi's eyes widened suddenly. How can you hit the nail on the head so casually and so sharply! Who the hell is she? Xiao Qi was about to take a closer look, when he heard Cheng Yubai say, "Xiao Qi, go make a pot of tea." ”

"Oh." Xiao Qi hurriedly turned around and closed the door for them thoughtfully before leaving.

Cheng Yubai felt ridiculous for his aberration.

"It's still an antique from the former Qing Dynasty." He opened the handkerchief and put it on the table for Xu Qing to see, "Isn't it broken and beautiful?" ”

It's so beautiful that it makes him careless.

Since he accidentally broke this bowl, since he saw her by the river that night, he has been restless these days, expecting that Xu Zhengnan would not let go easily, and he would definitely have to blackmail him again, but he never thought that the old fox would suddenly pick on his son. Thinking about it carefully, Lao Tzu rebelled, his son's camp is unknown, and he can now be said to be suffering from the enemy.

I can't figure out why, I can only blame it for being too beautiful.

Xu Qing didn't speak, and Cheng Yubai smiled: "You sit down first, I have an important call back." ”

Just by the window not far away, Xu Qing saw Cheng Yubai leaning slightly on the windowsill, and there was a plantain outside, with huge green leaves in the moonlight, forming a small shadow. The shadow covered half of Cheng Yubai, and the remaining half was exposed to the light, which was ambiguous and dangerous.

She heard his clear voice say, "Hello Mr. Xu, I'm Cheng Yubai." ”

The next second, he turned his head unexpectedly.

Xu Qing's eyebrows jumped, and he immediately turned his gaze to look at the broken porcelain pieces on the table. There are some traces of yellowing on the surface of the white glaze, which should be natural erosion, and the overall preservation is perfect, roughly put together, and the painting on the surface of the porcelain piece can be seen clearly.

The two paintings alternate between shades of ink and ink, with a group of children grazing sheep on the grass and a bird hovering in the air. The bird's yellow feathers, black side bands next to its eyes, and a short, pointed beak fly across the meadow in the spring breeze and disappear into the willows by the river. On the light side, there is a pond full of lotus ponds, the shade is dense, and there are several huge cicadas lying under the mulberry tree, which are honest and lovely.

The only defect is that the whole bowl has a large gray-black dark vein, like natural fission and man-made, which can not be seen clearly, and may need to be repaired to be complete to judge.

There is a sign at the bottom of the bowl, only the light is dim and it is not clear, Xu Qing picked up a piece from it, put it under the light to look closely, and suddenly heard Cheng Yubai say: "Okay, see you tomorrow." ”

She paused.

What is the name of the person, Qiangong? It should be small print, right?

At this moment, it is suitable to look at the beauty under the lamp, her brows move slightly, her eyes are focused, and a strand of broken hair pinned behind her ears falls next to her cheeks, which is even more lined with black and white face, the tip of her nose is straight, and her lips are full. Cheng Yubai thought of the previous class together, occasionally he would stop to look at her, see her cheeks flushed or glared at him fiercely, even if there was no bright light, he felt that it was so good, and now...... Things have long been different.

He stepped forward: "I saw you in the auditorium in the afternoon, what?" Heard that I called Xu Xiaohe, and still have the leisure to look at ceramics? ”

She could sit still. Cheng Yubai was about to laugh at her, but when she suddenly said "ah", the bottom of the bowl that was already unrecognizable fell on the table, and it shattered into two pieces again in a crisp sound.

Cheng Yubai was angry: "What's your name?" ”

Xu Qing stared in one direction: "Can't you see it?" ”

"See what?" Cheng Yubai followed and looked over. On the opposite side is a row of Bogu shelves, on which a porcelain plate painting is hung, and below are a few small vases retrieved from the roadside, and a few yellow and white flowers are inserted in the plain circle, nothing special.

Xu Qing turned to look at him, his eyes strange and shocked.

Cheng Yubai snorted: "Don't tell me you saw a ghost." ”

"Can't you really see it?" Can't you see another person in the house? Just when the antique bowl was broken, a figure flew out and appeared next to Bogujia, wearing nondescript clothes, like an ancient ghost!

"Look at you, don't play tricks."

"I'm serious!"

"Do I look like I'm joking with you? Anyway, what did you say to Xu Xiaohe during the day? ”

After a while, after making sure that Cheng Yubai was not joking with her, she tried to move her steps, picked up the umbrella and said to Cheng Yubai, "I'll go first." ”

"No tea?" Cheng Yubai looked at her with a slight mockery.

There was no trace of warmth in his eyes, coupled with a phone call that was not lacking in threats in front of him just now, Xu Qing was successfully recalled to his senses, he really did not change, and he was still the invincible Cheng Yubai from before. She held her mind, took a light breath and said, "The days are still long, let's drink this cup of tea later." ”

"It's hard to get out of this door."

"It's never been easy."

At that moment, there was some kind of impulse in Cheng Yubai's body, forcing him to take a step forward, at the junction of the entrance hall and the garden, the dividing line became blurred, and the shadows became uncertain, as if it was dark and as if it was bright, but soon this impulse was suppressed by him, because Xu Qing looked up in that moment, as if he had changed people.

"Cheng Yubai." She called his name, and her voice was clear, just like the first time she saw him nine years ago, "I came to tell you that the era of Cheng Yubai is over." ”

Cheng Yubai recalled that in the past, at that time she still had long hair, full and clean earlobes, no ear piercings, and a little childish stubbornness on her face.

It was this stubbornness that made him dare not despise her, and he heard what she said a little bit:

Cheng Yubai, I will stand on the platform of the best designers in the world and break your inherent prejudice and innate sense of superiority against modern ceramics. I want you to re-understand the beauty of design and the innovation and value that a designer can bring to ceramics, I want you to tear up the hypocrisy with your own hands, and see the bones and self-esteem of the gods in the bones that have been corroded by capital in the morning.

All the absurd, ugly, exaggerated, and unrealistic ideals of ceramics that you have shown to this era, I will destroy them.

This is my ideal.

It may be a twenty-year-old girl, the craziest and most desperate moment of her life, but it makes his blood boil. He looked forward to that day, even if the timing was not clever and even if it would have caused an unpredictable crisis, he was still excited, expectant, and happy.

It's good that he's finally waiting for tonight's topic.

Cheng Yubai pressed one hand on the wall, poked his head out of the hall, and looked at her like this. She stared into his dark eyes as if she had been swept into an abyss.

"I heard everything you just said." Each of their declarations seemed to be in such a rainy night, making him feel both strange and distant, but also familiar and close, like a fire burning him, "But I remind you, don't fight the idea of "Great Power Heavy Weapon", otherwise it will ......"

"How else? Kill another of my loved ones? ”

The girl looked at him and was very close to him, "Cheng Yubai, I know what you have to do, I have been waiting for a long time for this day, I hope you will not let me down." ”

How could she be so crazy?! Cheng Yubai was about to burst out laughing, but he really laughed.

Xu Qing was unmoved, calmly turned around, and held up the umbrella.

It was windy and rainy along the way.

She stepped on the ground with every step.

Cheng Yubai stood in the half-bright foyer, staring at the ethereal drizzle swaying in the wind. The rain was so heavy and small that his heart seemed to be torn open, and suddenly it was the anger of being despised and the exaltation of being provoked, tearing him from side to side, and throwing him completely into the storm.

Until the middle of the night, Cheng Yubai turned around and drank a big sip of herbal tea, put on a thin coat and pushed open the small door in the backyard. There is also a small courtyard in the back. This unadorned white-walled courtyard, this handicraft workshop that no one knows about, is inconspicuous in the bustling world, and even more so after a mysterious scoop of drink.

Cheng Yubai picked up a ball of porcelain clay and fell down heavily, and the tide of love in his chest rolled like the water of the Changjiang River roaring. He didn't know that it was by the river not far away, and Xu Qing was also excited and couldn't sleep at night.

Out of the door of a scoop of drink, she walked faster and faster, and finally ran at a gallop.

It's her home and she's back.

The race has just begun!

The rain slapped on her face one after another, sweeping away the depression and depression that had accumulated in her heart for many years, and also brought her a sense of reality. It was so real that she couldn't ignore how cold the rain was, how fast her heart was beating, and at this moment there was a tail behind her.

The "ghost" had followed her all the way.

Xu Qing gradually calmed down and walked to an absolutely safe night market, surrounded by neon flashes and various night snack shops. She stopped, looked back at the other person, and asked, "Who are you?" ”

The man also looked at her, looked at her with cautious scrutiny, thought for a long time and slowly replied, "I am Xu Zhiliu." ”