The next day, Ning Xi and Gong Shangze came to Taoyuan Village again.
Because we already had experience and knew how to get there, we arrived at noon.
The two met Song Jin on the way to the field. Song Jin was wearing a straw hat and was planting rice in the field.
Song Jin's technique of transplanting rice seedlings was very skillful and quick. At first glance, he looked just like an ordinary country boy. Who would have thought that he was a world-renowned master of traditional Chinese painting
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the two men from yesterday visiting again, but Song Jin didn't have any special reaction and continued to do his own thing indifferently.
After failing to get close to him yesterday, Ning Xi decided to change her tactics this time, so she got straight to the point and said, "Hello, Mr. Song, I'm Ning Xi, the person in charge of Zeling Studio, and this is our designer Gong Shangze.
We are Zeling, a clothing design company that focuses on Chinese style. Our designers love your work very much. Also, your work fits our style very well. So, we came here to discuss cooperation with you. I wonder if you can consider it?"
After a brief silence, Song Jin stood up and looked in the direction of Ning Xi, "Young man, you should look for someone else. I have already said that he is just an old man and cannot help you."
Ning Xi scratched her hair speechlessly after hearing this. Oh my god, why is he saying this again
However, from this sentence, we can also see that Song Jin is indeed not interested in worldly matters now, and it is unknown what exactly can interest him...
"Mr. Song, won't you reconsider this? Even if you don't value fame or money, don't you hope that your works can be passed down and have greater value?" Ning Xi asked tentatively.
Hearing this, Song Jin seemed to pause.
Is there any hope
Ning Xi immediately looked over nervously, only to see that the man had bent down and continued to plant rice.
Ok, failed again...
But it's no wonder. Song Jin has already reached the top and is famous both at home and abroad. Why would he care about whether or not to cooperate with a clothing company
Ning Xi and Gong Shangze took turns lobbying, but still returned without success.
Before leaving, Ning Xi placed the studio's information at the door.
Seeing Gong Shangze's listless look, Ning Xi patted his shoulder and said, "Don't be discouraged! Liu Bei invited Zhuge Liang to his thatched cottage three times! Let's fight again tomorrow! Maybe we can win tomorrow!"
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As a result, we failed again on the third day.
After returning from Taoyuan Village, Ning Xi went directly to the Platinum Imperial Palace.
As soon as she entered the room, Ning Xi threw herself on the sofa, "Oh my, this is so difficult..."
"What's wrong?" Lu Tingxiao was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper. When he saw the girl in this state as soon as she came in, he touched the girl's hair and asked.
"That's the Chinese painting master I told you about! He's so hard to hire!" Ning Xi muttered.
"Song Jin?"
"Yeah! He's totally incorrigible! The key is that he has no desires or requests and doesn't know where to start!" Ning Xi couldn't help but complain.
"The possibility of inviting Mr. Song is indeed slim. I suggest you look for someone else." Lu Tingxiao said.
Well, even Lu Tingxiao said so... I guess there is really no hope...
Ning Xi sighed, "I also think it's impossible. Let's give it one last try tomorrow! Gong Shangze, that unfortunate kid, has been too weak from staying indoors for so long. He's even sick from running around these past few days! I have to go alone tomorrow... Oh no! That's not right! Tomorrow is Saturday! I can just take the little one on a spring outing! Perfect!"