<div> "It's just..."
 "The porcelain output isn't enough."
 "I still have about thirty pieces here. I'll send them to the store later," Fang Zheng said.
 "For pre-orders, try to delay the delivery time as much as possible. I heard that Hermes bags need to be ordered a year in advance. We might as well learn from them."
 "Also..."
 "Get the porcelain factory running as soon as possible and try firing Thunder Walking Red Porcelain. As long as we can fire it here, the production will go up."
 Two million!
 For ordinary people, it's an astronomical number, but now when it falls on Fang Zheng's ears, it's hard to stir any waves of emotion.
𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎 From this point of view, he indeed has the mindset of a rich person.
 "Hmm," Wen Lei replied.
 "I've already arranged it. There will be thunderstorms in a few days. Are you sure that porcelain must be fired in this kind of weather?"
 "Of course,"
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 "Thunder Walking Red Porcelain can only be fired on a stormy day, so the production won't go up in the future either. This also fits the luxury brand's tone."
 "Heh..." Wen Lei chuckled lightly.
 "Alright then."
 "One more thing. Didn't you say you wanted to find a celebrity to endorse Square Porcelain? Senior sister Chen Wan said she's interested."
 "Her endorsement fee is six million for two years, considered a friendly price."
 "Six million," Fang Zheng nodded.
 "Let's do it like this. Get in touch with her agency after a while, and if everything is okay, you're responsible for finalizing the contract."
 "Okay."
 Wen Lei replied affirmatively.
 The company is well-funded, with clear prospects. Now she is full of energy, having long left the old Tongchuang behind.
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 May the longing not let the smoke age, a bouquet of fresh flowers for the deceased.
 Cemetery.
 Fang Zheng stood in front of Shi Xin's tombstone. Looking at the photo above, the image of the deceased was still vivid in his mind. He couldn't help but sigh lightly and place down the flowers.
 "Old Shi."
 "With a friend like me, you should be content."
 He straightened up and muttered to himself, "I've been investigating for so long and still couldn't find the person who killed you. I've done my best. I'll make one last move and then let it end."
 "After all, you're already dead. Even if I avenge you, you won't come back to life, right?"
 "You won't answer, so I'll take it as though you agreed."
 "Heh..."
 "Good friend, here's a toast to you!"
 After rambling for a while, he opened a bottle of wine and poured it over the grave, dazed in thought for some time before he gathered himself and went inside.
 Here,
 there is another old friend.
 Qin Yining.
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 His former lover.
 Though he claimed to have moved on, to this day, apart from Qin Yining, Fang Zheng has never had a true relationship again.
 He comes every year on the anniversary.
 This year is no exception.
 The grave has been meticulously cleaned, with fresh flowers placed in front. The petals have not withered, so it seems the person who paid respects left not long ago.
 "Brother-in-law."
 A familiar voice sounded from behind:
 "You're here."
 "Hmm," Fang Zheng nodded. Turning around, he saw a young woman with some resemblance to Qin Yining standing a short distance away.
 Qin Shuman.
 Qin Yining's younger sister, a few years apart. When Fang Zheng was dating Qin Yining, she often followed them around.
 The term "brother-in-law" came about naturally.
 He asked, "Haven't you left yet?"
 "I knew brother-in-law would definitely come, so of course, I had to see you before leaving," Qin Shuman smiled and said, "I've graduated from college."
 "Is that so," Fang Zheng's eyes showed a hint of melancholy. After a pause, he said, "Time flies."
 "Yes, it does," Qin Shuman came to his side, standing shoulder to shoulder with him, looking at her sister's picture on the tombstone, still so youthful and beautiful.
 She couldn't help but softly ponder, "Time really flies."
 "What are your plans after graduation?" Fang Zheng placed down the flowers, wiped the dust off the photo, and began walking outward, asking as he walked, "Are you staying in Hai Province, or coming back here? Or going somewhere else?"
 "I want to come back," Qin Shuman said.
 "All my young friends are here. I can hang out with them during my breaks, but the salary in Qu City is low, and my parents want me to stay in Hai Province."
 "My boyfriend..."
 "Also wants me to stay in Hai Province."
 "So you have a boyfriend," Fang Zheng smiled like a concerned elder brother, "How's his personality?"
 "He's fine, I guess," Qin Shuman tidied her hair, her brows slightly furrowed, "His family is too wealthy, I feel somewhat unaccustomed to it. Even though he's very nice to me, I think we won't last long together."
 "Being happy together is most important. Family background doesn't necessarily have to match," Fang Zheng slowly said, "It's rare to find someone you love."
 "It's different," Qin Shuman's eyes showed distress, "My boyfriend is alright, but his mother is quite snobby. If she learns about my situation, there will inevitably be conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law."
 "Just thinking about it gives me chills."
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 </div> "The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship," Fang Zheng shook his head, "I can't help you with that."
 "If you want to come back, just give me a call. I have a small business now and know some people, so finding you a suitable job shouldn't be a problem."
 "We'll see," Qin Shuman hadn't decided yet, "Hai Province is pretty good too."
 Fang Zheng glanced at her, then silently looked away.
 It's obvious.
 Qin Shuman seems quite satisfied with her boyfriend but is somewhat afraid of his family, to the point of being hesitant about marriage.
 The actual situation is more complicated.
 Qin Shuman's boyfriend is the only son in his family. His father is busy with business, so he was raised and cared for by his mother and is thus reluctant to defy her.
 He's also afraid to tell his mother that the girl he's dating comes from a poor family.
 Well,
 in Hai Province, where the average house price is close to ten million, not being able to afford a house means being poor in their eyes, even if owning a house only ensures a life free from worries about basic needs.
 Everything between them is fine, but as soon as the topic of family comes up, it creates friction, leaving both exhausted. If this continues, even the hottest love won't withstand and will eventually fade away.</div>
 

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Chapter 148 - 59: Younger Sister (2)

"It's just..." "The porcelain output isn't enough." "I still have about thirty pieces here. I'll send them to the store later," Fang Zheng said. "For pre-orders, try to delay the delivery time as much as possible. I heard that Hermes bags need to be ordered a year in advance. We might as well learn from them." "Also..." "Get the porcelain factory running as soon as possible and try firing Thunder Walking Red Porcelain. As long as we can fire it here, the production will go up." Two million! For...

Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld

Chapter 148 - 59: Younger Sister (2)

Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld - Chapter 148 - 59: Younger Sister (2)