It was really difficult to ask Luo Jingyu to type and explain things clearly, and he was afraid that Zhan Xi would feel bored.
However, Zhan Xi was not impatient.
The two of them sat side by side, and she watched him typing. Sometimes Luo Jingyu didn't know how to narrate, so Zhan Xi patted his arm and asked him to look at her face. Zhan Xi would remind him of a few key words, and Luo Jingyu would suddenly realize and continue to write haltingly.
As his beautiful fingers tapped on the screen, Zhan Xi finally understood the situation clearly. He also realized that Fang Xu and Xiaoyu were indeed not in a superior-subordinate relationship, but rather partners.
Theoretically speaking, Xiaoyu is the boss of the "Xiaoyu Handmade Embossing" studio and the technical core. Without him, this online store cannot be opened at all.
"So what do you think?" Zhan Xi asked, leaning against the back of the sofa.
Probably because Luo Jingyu's attitude was relatively calm and he wasn't angry, Zhan Xi was just as calm as him.
The kitten had fallen asleep on her lap, and Zhan Xi was stroking its back gently.
Luo Jingyu thought for a long time, and gave Zhan Xi a set of sign language whose meaning she already knew: first pointing at herself, then shaking her right hand to indicate "no", and finally bending her right index finger and tapping her temple twice. The whole sentence was: I don't know.
Zhan Xi said, "I think you need to talk to Fang Xu. This can't happen again and again. He may not be familiar with the hot stamping industry and thinks he can just quote whatever he wants. If a blind cat meets a dead mouse, he can make more money."
As she spoke, she typed the two idioms and proverbs used in her speech to Luo Jingyu so that he could understand the meaning more thoroughly.
Luo Jingyu shook her head and typed: He knows that I am Teacher Xu's apprentice, and he knows my level, so he hugs me randomly, many times, it's very annoying.
Zhan Xi looked at Luo Jingyu's depressed eyes and found that he had never imagined before how Xiaoyu would gain a foothold in society and how much impact the communication barriers had on him.
Thinking about the questioning he faced from Mr. Ikee in the afternoon, he must have been extremely ashamed and angry, but for various reasons it was difficult to explain, so he could only swallow his anger.
Zhan Xi was angry about Fang Xu's self-willed behavior, but she felt sorry for Xiaoyu, so she asked, "Xiaoyu, can you manage the business yourself? Or, you can hire someone to help you manage it, and do a similar job to Fang Xu, but that person doesn't have as much power."
Luo Jingyu shook her head again and typed an answer: It’s very difficult. There are many things I don’t know how to do.
Zhan Xi asked again: "Can you learn it?"
Luo Jingyu: There is no time left. It takes a lot of time to perm flowers. It is very difficult to find helpers and get qualified.
Zhan Xidu sensed his anxiety and asked, "When are you going to talk to Fang Xu?"
Luo Jingyu: Tomorrow.
Zhan Xi: "Have you figured out how to talk to him?"
Luo Jingyu looked at her for a while, shook her head, and typed: He doesn't know sign language and is annoyed by my typing. I'm afraid I can't speak well, so I must go. I can't keep making trouble like this.
Zhan Xi rolled his eyes, and an idea came to his mind. He said, "Xiao Yu, do you want me to write down what you want to say on the computer? I'll write it later and send it to you. Tell me if you think it needs to be changed. After the changes are made, you can find a printing shop to print it out and show it directly to Fang Xu. Tell him all your ideas first. What do you think?"
Luo Jingyu looked at Zhan Xi's lip reading very carefully, her eyes widened, she bent the four fingers of her right hand a few times, and drew a question mark again: Is it okay
This was sign language that Zhan Xi could understand. She smiled and gestured like him: Sure.
Luo Jingyu was so touched! Huanhuan was not only willing to listen to him, give him advice, but also willing to help him. He didn't know how to thank her.
After thinking about it, Luo Jingyu pursed her lips and bent her thumb, then pointed at Zhan Xi, who laughed out loud: "You're welcome, it's a piece of cake, I'm good at writing, I promise to help you express your meaning clearly."
It was already very late when Luo Jingyu left Zhan Xi's house.
When they saw the time shown on the wall clock, they were both surprised and didn't understand how they could have talked for so long.
The gift was already fast asleep in the cardboard box that contained the pressure cooker. Zhan Xi found a summer blanket to pad it and turned on the air conditioner in the bedroom to keep it warm enough.
Luo Jingyu squatted beside the cardboard box and watched the kitten sleeping. She thought it was so happy and carefree, and it could even be stroked by Huanhuan.
Just now, Huanhuan touched his shoulders and arms soothingly, and just like that, Luo Jingyu's heart was lifted up, as if it had been electrocuted.
Afterwards, apart from being patted on the arm, they had no more physical contact, but Luo Jingyu could still recall the touch of her hand on his shoulder.
She is really so gentle...
After Luo Jingyu left, Zhan Xi opened his laptop and started to help him write the "speech". Before he knew it, he had written more than 2,000 words and a five-page WRD document.
She made some minor revisions, finishing at four pages, and sent it to Luo Jingyu.
Zhan Xi didn't rush him, knowing that he was slow to read. Xiao Yu took a long time to reply, and didn't offer any suggestions for revisions, but just said -
What a big fish: Mr. Egg, you are so awesome! I can’t write an essay like this. [Dazed]
Egg Pudding: Is there anything you want to modify
What a big fish: No more, very good!!!
Egg Pudding: Well, as long as you think it's useful! Come on, don't quarrel with Fang Xu! [Happy]
A big fish: I don't quarrel with others. I can't talk, but I will fight [covering face]
Egg Pudding: You still fight with others? ? ? [Surprised]
What a big fish: Just kidding, I am a civilized fish. [grin]
After chatting for a while, the two said good night to each other.
Luo Jingyu turned on the computer, transferred the manuscript written by Zhan Xi to the computer, and printed it out.
He read it again from beginning to end, very slowly. The warm A4 papers made his heart warm.
Such a good girl - he thought, perfect in every aspect, he didn't find any fault with her.
What should I do? I am like this.
Why can't I hear? Why can't I speak? Why can't I study hard like Luo Xiaomei and become a college student, so that I can at least type smoothly
Luo Jingyu bent his fingers and tapped the tabletop lightly, but there was no sound. He tapped harder, but still no sound. He touched his right ear, pouted in grievance, and sighed silently.
—
Fang Xu rented an office in an office building in the south of the city.
He runs several online stores, operating different businesses, including computer accessories, snacks, accessories and Qiantang local specialties. The office is filled with shelves and cartons, with thick express delivery orders piled up. Three customer service girls sit in front of three computers outside, and Fang Xu has his own small office.
Luo Jingyu had come here several times, and the girls in the customer service department all knew him. They had tried to tease this handsome guy who always wore a mask when he came in. However, Luo Jingyu had no reaction, and Fang Xu told them not to be so horny, and no one dared to do that again.
Sitting down in Fang Xu's office, Luo Jingyu didn't need to greet him and directly showed him the papers written by Zhan Xi.
"What is this?" Fang Xu was confused. This was the first time Luo Xiaoyu was preparing for something like this.
Give him something.
But after he finished looking at each one, he couldn't hold his temper anymore.
In his speech, Zhan Xi first analyzed the current situation of the domestic hot stamping industry: it is a niche industry, which is a game for the rich to some extent, with few practitioners and few customers. However, based on the huge population base, practitioners can still make a living from it as long as they have superb skills and keep improving themselves.
Then, she talked about the master-disciple relationship between Xu Qingyan and Xiaoyu, Xu Qingyan's resume and level, Xiaoyu's resume and level, and explained Xu Qingyan's status in the domestic perm industry.
Then, Zhan Xi talked about Xiaoyu's career ideal. Making accessories for Hanfu and Lolita dresses is of course a big part of his business, but he wants to do high-end business, such as high-end ready-to-wear customization in cooperation with luxury brands, big-name show layout, high-end banquet background, etc. He also wants to design works to participate in exhibitions and competitions at home and abroad. After having good performance and reputation, he hopes to have his works participate in handmade auctions.
All of this is not impossible to achieve. He has the skills, but he lacks the channels and opportunities.
Finally, Zhan Xi returned to the topic and talked about Mr. Chi Jiang's custom cherry tree. Xiaoyu already knew that Fang Xu had falsely quoted a high price, and was "exposed" by Mr. Chi Jiang in person. If Teacher Xu Qingyan knew about this, Xiaoyu's reputation in the industry would be greatly questioned, which would greatly affect her career prospects.
Regarding this deal that was concluded but not very pleasant, Xiaoyu's appeal is:
First, Fang Xu must assure him that similar incidents will not occur in the future, and the quotation must be approved by Xiaoyu;
Second, the opening order quantity of accessories must be based on Xiaoyu's plan. Excessive ordering is absolutely not allowed. If it exceeds the quantity, Xiaoyu has the right not to do it, and Fang Xu will be responsible for all the consequences;
Third, Fang Xu must expand Xiaoyu's business channels. If the business direction does not improve within half a year, Xiaoyu will consider terminating the cooperation with Fang Xu;
Fourth, Xiaoyu must get 70% of Mr. Chi Jiang’s order of 220,000 yuan, which is 154,000 yuan, not a penny less.
These contents basically expressed what Luo Jingyu wanted to say. If he were to type it out himself, not to mention whether Fang Xu had the patience to listen, he might not be able to express it clearly even if he was given an entire afternoon.
After reading it, Fang Xu was so angry that his hands were shaking and he almost tore the paper. He looked up at Luo Jingyu, who was sitting upright in the chair, also looking at him calmly.
"Who did you ask to write this for you?" Fang Xu waved the paper in his hand and leaned back in his office chair. "Luo Jingyu, are you getting cocky? Are you threatening me?"
Luo Jingyu shook her head.
Fang Xu sneered and crossed his legs: "Don't you want to think about what you were doing more than three years ago? Have you forgotten everything? You were making those messy candles and plastic sheets! Selling them on the street stalls! If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be where you are today? Where did your house come from? Did it fall from the sky?"
He didn't care whether Luo Jingyu could understand him at such a fast speed. He spoke angrily and anxiously: "Do you know how much effort I spent to open up the market for those Hanfu and llita decorations you mentioned? Do you think these things are cheap? They sell well? Do you know how many Hanfu groups and llita groups I have joined? I chat with a group of girls in their teens and twenties every day, and teach them the difference between hot flowers and ordinary silk flowers! Let them know that wearing our jewelry is high-class! How much time I spent instilling this concept! Do you know?! You know shit!"
"Cooperate with luxury brands? You're dreaming! The pie is so small, and there are so many big guys jumping on it. How can it be your turn? You'd be lucky to get a share of the Hanfu pie! Isn't it enough to make hundreds of thousands a year? What do you want to do? Make a million a year?!"
"Do you think I have nothing to do? I have people to support and so many businesses to run. I haven't let anyone interfere with your business. I'm doing it all by myself, making videos, chatting with customers, packing, shipping, and after-sales! Terminate the cooperation? Sure! Terminate it! Who's afraid of who? I can still make a living without your business, but can you survive without me?!"
"What's wrong with quoting 220,000? Who said we can't quote? Xu Qingyan quoted 200,000, so do we have to quote lower than her? Who the hell does she think she is? When negotiating a business deal, you have to look at the client! The Japanese are rich! They don't care about money! Didn't we negotiate it? Are you blaming me? Who told you that I want to take the difference? I'm putting it this way! We'll split the 220,000 30% and 70% respectively, and you won't lose a penny!"
"I work so hard for you, and yet you leave me alone to meet clients secretly? Aren't you afraid of ruining the deal? What are you thinking? Can you communicate with clients? How do you talk? Are you typing on your phone?"
Fang Xu burst out laughing when he thought of that scene.
Seeing Luo Jingyu's serious expression, he gradually put away his smile.
"Luo Jingyu, I remind you again, I understand your desire to stand out, but you also have to face reality. The reality is—"
Fang Xu pointed at his ears and said, "You are deaf and can't hear. You are also dumb and can't speak! In my eyes, you are no different from an illiterate person!"
Luo Jingyu's face had turned pale.
Fang Xu sneered and continued to rant: "Go and take a look at what you said on WeChat! You want to target Xu Qingyan? Ha, please open your eyes and take a look. Which of the masters is disabled? You want to do high-end custom clothing? That requires others to look up to you! They don't want them to despise you for being deaf! Why don't I let you show up in public? It's because ordinary people think that disabled people are miserable and pitiful, and even a little scary! If those Hanfu girls knew that these accessories were made by a deaf person, do you think they would buy them? It's like the mentally retarded person who has been trained to open a bakery. No matter how much the media promotes positive energy, I dare not buy it! I will be scared, Brother Yu!"
Three customer service girls were standing outside, listening to their boss's roar, and they were all silent.
Later, the boss spoke in a lower voice. After a while, Luo Jingyu walked out of the office with a stern face and put on a mask. Fang Xu followed him and patted his shoulder. Luo Jingyu could only turn around and look at him.
Fang Xu tried to speak earnestly: "Xiao Yu, I know you have some ideas in your mind. As a man, you always want to make a breakthrough in your career, but everyone has a ceiling. The height of the ceiling is not only related to a person's ability, but also to his own conditions. You are a deaf-mute, and it is already very good to have made it this far. Don't aim too high. Good! High! Aim! Far! Do you understand?"
Luo Jingyu: “…”
Fang Xu said: "I promise, I will help you keep an eye on other businesses. I will also control the quantity of our regular orders. But if you make less money, don't blame me. Don't forget that you haven't paid off your mortgage yet."
Luo Jingyu: “…”
"But you have to promise me that you won't meet clients without thinking again. You don't know how to negotiate business. I can tell you anything. Do you understand?"
Luo Jingyu: “…”
"Alright, that's it. I won't keep you for dinner." Fang Xu turned to a little girl and said, "Jingjing, order a box lunch. Order a more luxurious one for me today. I'm going to be pissed off by this guy."
Jingjing said weakly: "Oh—"
Luo Jingyu couldn't stay any longer and turned around and left Fang Xu's studio.
The subway station was not far from the building, but Luo Jingyu didn't want to go in. He wore a mask, pulled down his hood, put his hands in his pockets, and walked aimlessly on the street.
His right hand touched a stack of papers, which were the ones Huanhuan had written to him. He took them out and folded them neatly and put them in his pocket. If he had left them with Fang Xu, he would have crumpled them up and thrown them away.
Fang Xu said a lot of things, and he said them so fast that Luo Jingyu didn't understand a lot of them. Even if she saw the shape of his lips, she still didn't understand what they meant.
He still received the key message.
For example, more than three years ago, if it weren't for Fang Xu, his career would have been stuck in the mud, this is a fact;
For example, he was able to earn the down payment for the house because of his cooperation with Fang Xu;
For example, Fang Xu is not afraid of ending the cooperation with him, but he cannot live without Fang Xu. This argument is irrefutable;
For example, he is deaf and dumb, so he needs to be invisible, otherwise he will be disliked...
Luo Jingyu stopped on the sidewalk and turned to look at the busy road. It is said that cars make noises when they are driving, the sound of the engine, the sound of the horn, the sound of the brakes, the sound of the tires rolling over the manhole cover... All the sounds are different, and the streets should be very lively, but in his world, all of this is always silent.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and Luo Jingyu raised her hand to rub her eyes. Somehow her eyes suddenly felt a little sore. Was there sand in her eyes
Fortunately, he was wearing a mask and his hood was pulled down low, so no one could see his expression at this moment.
Luo Jingyu felt more helpless and confused than ever before. He didn't think his thoughts were wrong, but he couldn't find any fault with Fang Xu's words, which made him confused. What was the purpose of his efforts over the years? In this industry, is it really the only way he can achieve the current results
-ceiling.
Does Fang Xu mean that he has reached the ceiling
But he is only twenty-six years old.
He didn't get a chance to show himself properly.
Or is it that, because he is deaf, he does not deserve such an opportunity
After walking on the street for a long time, Luo Jingyu felt hungry and realized that she had already walked through two subway stations.
He found a KFC, went in, ordered a set meal, and sat at the table slowly eating the burger.
When he opened his phone, he found that Zhan Xi had sent him a message.
Egg Pudding: Xiaoyu, did you go to meet Fang Xu
What a big fish: Nice to meet you, I’m out.
Egg Pudding: How was the chat? Did we not fight? [grin]
What a big fish: No.
Egg Pudding: Do you want to have dinner together tonight? I'm going to buy groceries.
Luo Jingyu thought for a while and answered.
What a big fish: Not today, I have something to do tonight.
Egg Pudding: Okay, then I'll cook it myself!
Egg Pudding: I wanted to tell you to go to the veterinary hospital to check out the gift when you get home. I left it there before I went to work. It's still too young to be left alone during the day. If you have something to do, forget it. I'll take it home after get off work.
Big Fish: I'll go to your house to see her on the weekend.
Egg Pudding: Hahaha, now it’s my turn to speak. It’s not possible on the weekend. My brother and I have to go home to celebrate New Year’s Day. We made an appointment with Mom and Dad a long time ago.
What a big fish: So where should the gifts go
Egg pudding: Save it in the pet store.
Luo Jingyu didn't know if her brain was connected incorrectly, and typed -
What a big fish: Do you want a gift from me
Egg pudding: [Surprised][Surprised][Surprised]
Egg Pudding: Would it be too much trouble for you
Big Fish: No, yesterday, I thought she called me? I couldn't hear it. Good luck to you, being her mother.
Egg Pudding: [Covering face] You mean the gift is actually for you, right? I'm just a lucky guy
Big Fish: Yes, she is a girl and I am a handsome guy.
Egg Pudding: Oh my god! I can't refute it! [Breaking into laughter]
What a Big Fish: We agreed that I will raise a pet as a gift on New Year’s Day. Don’t go to the pet store. She is very small and pitiful.
Egg Pudding: Okay! I'll bring it to you before I leave. Please take good care of it! If you don't take good care of it, I'll scratch you!
Egg Pudding: Cat Rage.jpg
What a big fish: Don't worry, I will feed her and clean the cat litter.
The topic was successfully shifted from Fang Xu to the kitten gift. Luo Jingyu breathed a sigh of relief and stopped looking at her phone.
In the evening, he actually had nothing to do. What else could he do? He stayed at home every day, cooking, eating, sleeping, running, gardening, working, working, working, working...
He just didn't have the courage to meet Zhan Xi.
He was afraid that Zhan Xi would do the same as he did the night before, so he gently and patiently asked him to type in detail about his communication with Fang Xu.
He couldn't refuse her, but he really didn't want to say it.
There is sand on the street that is harmful to the eyes, but there is no such sand in her house. If her eyes turn red again, he will not be able to bear it.
—
January 1st of the new year falls on a Wednesday, and there is no weekend before or after, so the country does not adjust the holiday and New Year's Day is a separate day off.
Weiwei had to go to school on Monday and Tuesday and could not take leave, so Zhan Jie decided to drive out on Saturday and return on Sunday night. Zhan Xi took two days of annual leave on Monday and Tuesday, and returned by bus on Wednesday, staying at home for a total of five days.
Early on Saturday morning, Zhan Xi and Luo Jingyu agreed to deliver the gifts to his home.
They hadn't seen each other for two days, but Zhan Xi didn't think there was anything wrong. She and Xiaoyu were just friends, how could they see each other every day
Luo Jingyu came to the eighth floor to pick up Zhanxi. There were a lot of gifts, including a sleeping box, a cat bag, a litter box, milk, a syringe, a water bowl, a food bowl, cat food... Luo Jingyu was afraid that Zhanxi couldn't carry them all, so she came to help her.
The two took the elevator to the fifteenth floor. After they came out, Zhan Xi asked, "Xiao Yu, which room do you live in? 02 or 03?"
1501 is Gu Xinchi’s home. Xiaoyu lives alone, so he should live in the small apartment in the middle. This is what Zhan Xi thinks.
After reading her lip reading, Luo Jingyu suddenly laughed. Her smile was very bright, revealing a row of big white teeth.
Ah...it turns out that he never told Huanhuan his house number.
Luo Jingyu tilted her head and motioned Zhan Xi to follow him. After turning right, the two of them stood in front of the door of 1504.
Zhan Xi: “…”
If she remembered correctly, the landlady said that Room 04 in this building was a large apartment, covering 140 square meters!
Luo Jingyu was already using the key to open the door. When the door opened, Zhan Xi's eyes widened instantly.
She saw a spacious, bright and stylish living room, which was completely different from her small and shabby living room!
Luo Jingyu walked in first and looked back to see Zhan Xi still standing outside the door. He smiled again, put the things in his hand on the cabinet in the entrance hall and waved at her.
Zhan Xi was almost walking sideways, with his mouth slightly open and his chin almost unable to close.
Luo Jingyu took slippers from the shoe cabinet for her. Zhan Xi swallowed his saliva and asked him in disbelief: "Is this your home?"
Luo Jingyu pursed her lips and nodded slightly.
Zhan Xi asked again: "Rent or buy?"
Luo Jingyu pointed at Zhanxi and tapped her temple with her right index finger, drawing a few circles. This was their specific sign language - "Guess".
Zhan Xi asked hesitantly: "You... bought it?"
Luo Jingyu nodded again and shrugged with a smile.
Zhan Xi was stunned: "Oh my God... Xiaoyu, you are actually a rich man!":,,.