I'm afraid that in another thirty or fifty years, this generation will be gone, and no one will know about Rongxiang anymore.

I haven't called Jingdezhen for a while.

The big black bull has been back for a while, and it's time to come back and continue studying.

And the Xiangjiang side.

Originally, he planned to get Fang Jizong to come to Beijing to go to school, but he thought of Lao Chen and a group of old guys over there.

Hesitant again.

They really treat Fang Jizong as their own child!

than her as a mother!

It's been another year of hustle and bustle.

Fang Zongtang returned to Xiangjiang again.

Thanks to the rise of Lao Xingtang in Xiangjiang, even if he is the richest man, he can't suppress Fang Zongtang's brilliance.

Fang Zongtang's frontal photo officially appeared in the newspapers and periodicals in Xiangjiang.

One is her special issue, and the other is a photo of her and Song Yi.

The special issue is written about a generation of antique restoration masters, and the rise of women in the new era.

The other one reads, husband and wife are deeply in love and strong together!

It coincides with another annual charity auction.

Fang Zongtang and Song Yi attended together in the ranks of the invited!

This time it's a porcelain sale.

Now porcelain is also getting hotter, especially Xia country porcelain.

Now as long as porcelain is mentioned, the whole world will give a thumbs up and say Xia Guo porcelain.

Fang Zongtang also planned to take one or two pieces to go back, but as soon as he entered the scene, Song Yi's phone rang.

"It's a work call, I'll pick it up."

Song Yi sent Fang Zongtang to his seat before going out.

There are a lot of people today, and most of them are Xia Guo faces.

She had only been sitting down for two minutes when a young man came over with a number plate.

In front of her desk, he made a double comparison.

Then look at her over and over again!

She looked back generously, but she didn't expect the man to leave, but hesitated, as if she had something to say.

Fang Zongtang looked at him so hard that he was uncomfortable to death, and said directly.

"Do you have a problem?"

The young man said embarrassedly, "Ma'am, are you sitting in the wrong place?" ”

Fang Zongtang passed the number plate funny.

"I'm number 13. Don't tell me, you're also number 13? ”

The young man looked at his number plate and handed it to Fang Zongtang.

"I'm sorry ma'am, mine is really number 13."

She took the number plate and looked at it, and it was true.

Could it be that you can't sit down, so you share a table?

Is her face with Song Yi so worthless?

After two more looks, she realized that something was wrong.

Who printed the number plate?

How do you reverse 13 and 31?

Which Madahar did it?

She's definitely not going to change places.

Fang Zongtang calmly handed the number plate back to the young man.

"You go to the auctioneer, the number plate is wrong. You should be number 31. ”

The young man took the numbered plate and looked at it suspiciously.

Did he hand out this number plate just now?

"Ma'am, I'm ......," the young man said halfway through, unable to think of what to say.

It just so happened that Song Yi came back.

Fang Zongtang told him about the young man's misidentification of the number plate.

Song Yi nodded politely to the young man.

As soon as the young man walked on the front foot, Fang Zongtang on the back foot began to look for Song Yi's stubble.

"Why did I even admit a number plate wrong, but fortunately I was witty, otherwise we would both have to go to the newspaper tomorrow."

Song Yi had already guessed.

In fact, he is not to blame, but the person who printed the wrong number plate is to blame.

It's also a little sorry for the young man just now.

Fortunately, that person didn't look like a scheming person.

I didn't expect to go around in a circle, No. 31, just behind them. (End of chapter)