The shadow of the lamp is dim and swaying, and time is like a stagnation in the space above Green Yi. The eyes and the public opinion are intertwined, and it seems to be squeezing the air in a certain direction or the result is almost fixed. Feeling squeezed, He Fang's voice finally sounded again: "Finally, let us, the shopkeeper of Su's Clothing, tell you about the business of Closing in the past year, and also..."
After the slightly trivial words were finished, almost everyone was watching the Su family. Su Zhongkan and Su Yunfang were silent, frowning slightly. Shopkeeper Liao bowed his head and was silent for a while, then stood up with a smile, clasped his fists at the people around him, and prepared to step forward. In the back, the maid named Xiaochan hesitated to pick up the brocade box that my uncle had pressed under her right hand, and then exerted force.
But that's no ***.
Ning Yi just sat there and tilted his head slightly, as if he was thinking about something, his eyes seemed indifferent and quiet, of course, it seemed a little cold at this time, and Yu Guang occasionally looked at Wu's house. He placed his right hand motionless on the brocade box.
Shopkeeper Liao, who wanted to step forward, had already noticed Ning Yi's attitude at this time. He was embarrassed for a moment, then turned around and tried to reach for the brocade box: "There is still a chance..." He said softly, Ning Yi smiled He smiled, and then said coldly, "Let go."
"Uncle, there is still a chance..."
It was quiet here for a while. People might not hear what Ning Yi and Shopkeeper Liao were saying, but no one spoke, just sighed or sneered. After a while, Ning Yi's voice rang faintly in the hall.
"We... exit."
It seems that the reaction everyone was waiting for finally appeared, whispering voices sounded, and they pointed and pointed, but it was just the beginning, and I could only feel the atmosphere. Shopkeeper Liao frowned, looked around, suppressed his voice and said, "There is still a chance, please don't mess around..."
He has been busy for more than a month under tremendous pressure on this matter, and has made all the efforts that he should do. In the past few days, he thought that his personnel had been exhausted, and there were not many reasons for failure, so he was a little optimistic. When he took out the bright yellow brocade, it was difficult to know the extent of the shock in his heart.
The situation is complicated tonight, but as the authorities, it is possible to sort out a dark outline. The timing of the Wu family's cloth, the arrangement and attitude of Master Dong, everything is countered, like a nightmare. In fact, Manager Liao, who really controlled the situation in the big room of the Su family tonight, may be under the greatest pressure at this time. But even under such circumstances, he still suppressed all his emotions and pulled Ning Yi back. At this time, he planned to make his last efforts, at least to do what he should do. At this time, no matter how impulsive and stubborn the book is, it can't change anything. When the situation is stronger than others, being reckless is actually worth nothing, but it will only make others feel that the Su family has no grace.
But at this time, Ning Yi still shook his head and repeated: "Let's quit."
Shopkeeper Liao suppressed his anger, and was about to speak again when He Fang frowned and stood up: "Nephew Ning, today I just want your Su family to participate in this gathering, talk about your Su family's achievements, and communicate with all the masters here. Fan. I, Jiangning Weaving Bureau, are upright, but I have never let anyone participate in such a disgraceful circle. You are saying quitting here at this time, and I dare to ask you what exactly are you quitting? Young people, you should think twice before you speak."
After he finished speaking, others nodded their heads in whispers, and someone laughed lightly, talking about Ning Yi's gaffe at this time. Shopkeeper Liao was a little anxious, Ning Yi had slowly stood up, and his eyes were fixed on the Wu family's side, Wu Chenghou, Wu Qilong and their son also smiled and looked towards this side. Everyone in the venue looked around and suddenly heard Ning Yi shout: "You can't do this... Shameless!" These words were not shouted hysterically, but with anger.
"Ning Liheng, don't be presumptuous!"
He Fang stood up. Dong Decheng, who has been watching the situation with a smile, patted his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, Nephew Ning is young and energetic, no matter who it is, no matter who has an opinion on today's banquet or my weaving bureau, but it is, this official. Never stop people from talking."
At the same time, because Ning Yi said this to Wu Chenghou, some merchants close to the Wu family had already taken up their hands. They were ready to cooperate with the Wu family to continue bullying the Su family, but Wu Chenghou stretched out his hand: "Could it be that Nephew Ning is talking about my Wu family?"
At this end, Dong Decheng's voice just fell, Su Zhongkan, Su Yunfang, and shopkeeper Liao have all changed their faces slightly, afraid that Ning Yi is really stunned and dragged into the weaving bureau, and was about to speak, but when they saw Ning Yi He glanced at Dong Decheng, then nodded, took a deep breath, and laughed. From the beginning to the end, except for the slight gaffe when the Wu family took out the brocade and the scolding just now, even if others could see what was wrong with him, he kept a quiet and graceful state. He finally suppressed his anger and looked towards the Wu family.
"Oh, that's fine... Didn't Shibo ask my little nephew to help me think of a poem? Today's event, my little nephew suddenly thought of a poem that is most suitable, and I wrote it... Shibo would like to read it?"
"Haha, that's very good." Wu Chenghou smiled and replied immediately, he glanced around, "My Wu family has generations of businessmen, and I'm a bit vulgar on weekdays, not polite. Nephew Ning is the number one in Jiangning. Talented man, everyone knows that you are willing to write poetry for today, so what is the problem? Ladies and gentlemen, I am waiting for the gathering at the top of Luyi Building today, and it is a great event to be able to write poetry by the first genius in Jiangning. Come and come. Come, give your nephew a pen and paper..."
Some people stood up with a smile, and some people sighed in their hearts. No matter what they wrote at this time, it was just to make people laugh. Although Ning Yi was a great talent, what use could it be in such a situation. No matter how well the poems are written at this time, when other people talk about it in the future, they will only say that Ning Yi has lost face in running a business, and even if the poems scold the Wu family so badly, others will only think that the businessman's family itself is like this, but In turn, he created momentum for the Wu family and lost his face.
But now that the words have been spoken, there is no way to take them back. Ning Yi stood there and looked at the Wu family. The two servants presented a pen and paper beside him, and he ignored it. After a while like this, he finally turned around, picked up the brush, and paused in the air.
A group of merchants gathered around. It was a little quiet inside, and there were whispers outside. The aroma from the bottom of the restaurant came up. In the crowd, Wu Chenghou, Wu Qilong, and Wu Qihao looked at the paper on the table with a smile. Finally, the tip of the pen fell.
Someone leaned over, looked at it seriously, and then said the first sentence with a little doubt.
"Drink and Pedi..."
The voice came out, and someone looked around.
"Is someone called Pei Di today?"
"Mo Laosi, you are really shabby..."
"what?"
"This is an ancient poem..."
The voices were chaotic, and some people were already puzzled. Although the people present were all businessmen, many of them were still somewhat knowledgeable. "Drinking Wine and Pei Di" is obviously a poem by Wang Wei in the Tang Dynasty, but at this time Ning Yi just wanted to copy it? But with Ning Yi's strange style in the past, it's hard to say that he didn't write a new song because of this name on purpose. But the next sentence has already overturned this speculation.
"Drinking wine and Junjun's leniency..."
Ning Yi was writing very fast at this time, and he was neither good nor bad, slightly scribbled, perhaps to prove the anger in his heart. After writing the poems, the Xuan paper was just cursive writing that could not be called a masterpiece:
Juicy and Junjun are lenient, and human feelings are overturned like waves. Prime Minister Bai knew how to press his sword, and Zhumen Xianda laughed at the crown. The color of the grass is wet through the drizzle, and the flowers and branches are about to move in the spring wind and cold. What is the point of the world to ask, it is better to lie down and have a meal.
Without moving once or changing a word, Ning Yi finished writing and looked down at the pen: "Wang Mojie Zhuyu is in the front, and I won't write it indiscriminately below. This poem will be given to Uncle Wu, how about it?"
Wu Chenghou looked at the poem, then looked at Ning Yi, but the smile on his face did not change at all, and then smiled indifferently: "This poem is very good, although it sounds unpleasant to ordinary people, it is in line with business ethics. My nephew today I have no intention of pursuing the cause of anger, but I have accepted this poem, and I will take good care of it from now on.”
Ning Yi also smiled, let out a breath, and put down the brush. Then he turned around and said in a low voice, "Let's go." He grabbed the brocade box by the table and threw it out the window. He didn't seem to exert much force, but the brocade box flew straight out of the window, and the lid of the box slammed in the air. opened, a bright yellow swiped from the corner of everyone's eyes and fell downstairs.
Xiaochan let out a low "ah" and ran downstairs quickly, but before Ning Yi reached the entrance of the corridor, Wu Qilong walked over with a smile, patted his shoulder, and whispered: "Brother Ning He is talented, but why does he need to be involved in unfamiliar business methods, and write poetry and teach poetry at home, wouldn’t it be better, hehe.”
Ning Yi glanced at him with a smile, but did not answer, then continued downstairs.
The voice of discussion started to get louder behind the scenes...
There was such an episode that disrupted the steps of the party. Although the adults did not stop it, the fixed procedure had to continue. The Su family could ignore the royal business, but they had to say what they should say. At the seat, the discussion did not diminish. During this period, there were also two children dressed as maids and servants angrily kicked their feet and ran downstairs, but such a thing was ignored. Wu Chenghou asked people to put away the song "Drinking Wine and Pei Di" written by Ning Yi, and chatted politely with some people around.
The Wu family has always acted in a hurry, but this time, it was quite agile to hear thunder in a silent place. From the yellow cloth that Ning Yi threw downstairs, most people probably guessed what happened, but under such circumstances, even the Su family couldn't speak because they couldn't prove what they wrote, and others would only think that the Wu family It's really amazing. This time, it's really too amazing. The Su family has been laying the groundwork for a few years. At this time, it took another month of hard work, and it was turned over by the Wu family.
From today onwards, the Su family will gradually withdraw from the situation where the three major families of Jiangning Weaving will stand. The excitement at the turning point also began to reconsider the positioning of the Su family and some relationships with the Su family. As for Ning Yi, he was a poor man, he was just stuck in the middle, and he couldn't do anything.
When someone looked down from the upstairs, the figure of the scholar in green robe was standing downstairs, looking back at this side, probably to remember this building and say a few pitiful words. All this is nothing but the afterimage of the loser's depression, only the maid, Xiaochan, is by his side. The people upstairs took a few glances, and then they turned around with a smile...
Next, it is necessary to adapt to a new pattern. For those in the industry, it is more like adapting to a new era. As for the losers, it will only exist in the conversation after dinner. waste.
So, the atmosphere upstairs continued to warm up.
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"The crab here seems to be good today, but I didn't eat it... It's a pity."
Downstairs, Ning Yi stood on the side of the road and looked at the signboard of the Luyi Building, and sighed regretfully.
"Then..." Xiaochan frowned, a little embarrassed, "Does Xiaochan want some to pack back?"
"I have a brain..." Ning Yi laughed, and then patted Xiaochan on the shoulder, "Let's go, go back, I've been busy for more than a month, and I'm all light..."
The night wind blew, and the two masters and servants walked in the direction the carriage was coming from. Behind them, Zhou Pei and Zhou Junwu followed.
A rare, cool, relaxing night…
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It is rare to go out once a year, the annual meeting is three days, and I only slept for seven hours, tsk, when I meet the part where the climax finally begins, the inspiration is still there, and I can't bear to keep updating. Uh, for such diligence, please ***, recommendation ticket ^_^