Lookout Men and Widows

"Pregnant?" Zheng's family gathered together, all of them were surprised.

There was no news for so many years, and suddenly...pregnant?

Zheng Chengcai's face was full of red. Although he was weak, he kept smiling on his face, like a fool who only knew how to laugh. He said cheerfully, "Yes, I found out a few days ago. Everyone is here."

Only then did the Zheng family come to their senses. Some expressed their congratulations sincerely, while others pretended to smile falsely.

But Zheng Chengcai didn't care about these.

To put it bluntly, if it weren't for his grandfather's hard work, his father's decisive decisions, and his constant prudence, the Zheng family would not be what it is today. These people are not stupid, and they know that only with him, Zheng Cheng, can the Zheng family be successful. A steady stream of wealth.

As for his children... the next generation...

Zheng Chengcai chuckled.

Even if he can only live another 20 years, that is enough.

Enough for his child to grow up, enough to teach him or her well.

Chen Min watched him being helped back to the room, touched his stomach and laughed at him: "Going out to show off?"

Zheng Chengcai didn't drink, but his face was flushed and he looked drunk. He told Chen Min, "If it's a girl, it's Zheng Shunhua, and if it's a boy, it's Zheng Jingqing."

Chen Min nodded: "Did Xiaoyou get up?"

Zheng Chengcai's eyes were piercing: "Little You is really amazing."

He looked at Chen Min: "How many hospitals have we visited over the years? How many folk remedies have we looked for, even fortune tellers."

"It's our luck to meet Xiaoyou, luck is something you can't ask for."

Chen Min smiled and nodded.

Zheng Chengcai held his wife's hand: "Since they helped us, we have to reciprocate."

So Papa You was hit on the head by the pie from the sky.

"Attend this year's jewelry conference?" Papa You was standing at home, but now he sat down directly, with a shocked expression on his face. It was hard to see whether it was fear or surprise. Papa You looked at his son and wife helplessly, without any confidence. He asked, "Then... shall we go?"

You Ming didn't understand, so he ate watermelon and said, "Dad, don't you want to go?"

Papa You hesitated: "...I want to go, I want to go, but... I don't have the confidence..."

The jewelry conference invites not necessarily the best workmanship in the world, but must be the most famous jewelry company. Only Zheng’s jewelry was invited in China. Zheng’s almost all the high-end jewelry in Asia is single-handedly. Low-end jewelry The Zheng family still doesn't like the market.

Being able to participate in such a conference, to go out of the country, and to meet two people is tantamount to reaching the sky in one step for the current You family.

Every jewelry company can invite a clothing brand to assist, because the model needs a custom high-end dress to match the jewelry.

Papa You sighed, his heart beating violently in his chest.

going or not?

If you go, you may become a laughing stock, but you may also become famous, reach the sky in one step, and enter the real luxury clothing market.

If you don't go...then you can only continue to wait, wait slowly, maybe one day you will succeed.

"Then let's go." You Ming said suddenly.

Papa You looked at You Ming in shock: "Xiao Ming, do you think we should go?"

You Ming took a bite of the watermelon, and said with no superfluous expression, "You really want to go, then go."

Papa You: "..."

How naive of me to think that my son would be deliberate.

You Ming said again: "I did it, it's okay if I can't do it. If I don't have the ability, I will work harder in the future. If I don't do it, Dad will regret it."

Mother You also said: "Yeah, don't think too complicated, think more simply, we are just starting out, even if we lose face, it's okay, except for the outstanding ones, they are all mediocre, and there is nothing to lose face go."

"If you don't make mistakes, you succeed."

Papa You was enlightened: "Yes, yes, yes!"

"It makes sense, it makes sense! Oh! As expected of my wife and son!"

Only then did the smile on Papa You's face begin to be uncontrollable.

Then he began to frown again: "My parents and the others came to make trouble, and people in the company are in panic..."

You Ming: "Then don't bring anyone from the company with you."

You's father and You's mother both looked puzzled: "Huh?"

You Ming smiled: "Just take the people from the factory."

Papa You: "...who are you taking?"

"Us?" Qin Shan pointed to her nose. The other people were similar to her. They had just graduated for more than a year. They were lucky enough to be hired by You Ming, and then learned the crafts. Now their salaries are not low.

But this time it's... Jewelry Convention.

You Ming sat in the office: "Well, you don't want to go?"

Qin Shan and the others were dumbfounded: "Think, want to go..."

If you can go to such an occasion, your resume will be too beautiful in the future. Which domestic fashion design company can't get in?

That's gold for your resume!

You Ming: "That's good. I'll go at the end of this month. I'll give you two more days off before the end of the month. Clean up and don't forget things."

"Zheng's model hasn't been selected yet, and it may take time to design and produce it. Are you confident?"

The Zheng family hasn't picked a suitable model yet, not just one, but at least three, five or six is ​​not too many.

Of course, there is more than one set of jewelry to display.

Clothes should conform to the temperament of the model and the style of jewelry, but they should not be overwhelming, like green leaves against red flowers.

But this green leaf must not be ugly.

For Qin Shan and the others, this is also a challenge.

It is necessary to draw the design draft in a short period of time, and to choose fabrics for tailoring and modification. It is necessary to take into account both beauty and quality, especially in a high-pressure environment, as long as the endurance is a little weaker.

This is a good opportunity for the You family to make their mark.

Although You Ming comforted Papa You, he also knew that it was the Zheng family's intention to give them a hand.

Either don't do it, or do it to be the best.

When You Ming's words fell, everyone couldn't help holding their breath.

In the eyes of others, this may be a trivial matter, isn't it just a jewelry conference?Isn't it just a group of people competing for beauty?

Isn't it just some expensive but useless jewelry?

But for them, as long as it is made, it can be eaten for a lifetime.

After gaining fame, the road ahead will be smooth and smooth.

The temptation is too great.

"Confidence!" Qin Shan said loudly.

They are like the students who have been held by the class teacher and shouted: "Have confidence!"

People outside heard the uniform voice inside.

"What's the matter? Is this going to military training?"

"I do not know."

Qin Shan and the others soon had a new book of jewelry pictures brought by the Zheng family, all of which were unpublished styles, some exquisite and lovely, some generous and dazzling, and some simple and generous and coquettish and complicated.

They have to choose fabrics based on these first.

Seeing that the end of the month was getting closer, Papa You decided not to go by himself.

"I can't, I'm nervous..." The closer the day came, the more afraid Father You became. He said to You Ming, "Go, Dad feels a stomach ache just thinking about it."

Mother You taunted him: "Nothing."

It happened that there was nothing to do during this time, and the family company also needed someone to watch over it, and You Ming didn't know how to operate the company, so he agreed: "Okay."

Papa You breathed a sigh of relief. If his son didn't want to go, then he could only bite the bullet and go on his own.

It is false to say that he is nervous, the main reason is - he can't speak English!

Even Mandarin has a dialect accent, so it would be okay to bring a translator, but he feels ashamed.

Anyway, his goal is also to enter the international market, so Papa You secretly found an English teacher and went to study in the rented classroom every morning.

"Is everything packed?" Jiang Yu'an stood beside You Ming.

You Ming locked the suitcase, turned around and said, "There aren't many things."

The weather is hot, and the clothes are light and thin, so I don't think it takes up space with four or five sets.

Other things can be bought locally, that is, toothbrushes, electric razors and the like.

He prefers to pack lightly when he goes out, and sometimes carrying too many things is not only useless but also troublesome.

Jiang Yu'an held You Ming's waist with both hands: "Do you want me to accompany you?"

You Ming looked up into Jiang Yu'an's eyes, frowned and said, "You don't intend to go?"

Jiang Yu'an was taken aback for a moment, then laughed: "Definitely go, definitely go."

"I don't worry if I don't go, what if someone bullies you?" Jiang Yu'an kissed You Ming's forehead.

You Ming shook his head and said, "No one will bully me."

Jiang Yu'an chuckled: "Do you think the world is full of good people?"

You Ming shook his head again: "No one can bully me."

Jiang Yu'an looked at You Ming's expression, he bit his lower lip lightly, couldn't help pushing You Ming down, and untied his collar, it was just an expression, a look, which already made him excited Some of them can't help themselves.

The two entangled for more than an hour, You Ming was dripping with sweat, and his sweat almost wet the sheets.

There were fine beads of sweat on the forehead, Jiang Yu'an seemed to want to come again, but You Ming refused.

"It can't be done." You Ming said.

Jiang Yu'an smiled and said, "I can't say no."

You Ming said seriously: "The leg hurts."

Just now Jiang Yu'an made him do a big split.

Jiang Yu'an was serious: "Then shall I rub it for you?"

You Ming looked at him.

Jiang Yu'an could only say: "Okay, I won't come."

After Jiang Yu'an finished speaking, he used the cleaning spell, and the bed was tidy and brand new.

You Ming waited for a while before going to the bathroom to take a shower.

Recently, Jiang Yu'an's enthusiasm for this matter has been on the rise. Although he was also very enthusiastic before, it is now even stronger than before.

Although Jiang Yu'an still has no body temperature and heartbeat, he already has a pulse.

Everything is going in a good direction.

You Ming stood under the shower with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

On the day they left, the parents of both families came to see them off. They flew in the Zheng family's private plane, and Papa You was very envious.

"I haven't even flown in a private jet yet." Papa You made a great wish, "I will also buy a private jet in the future!"

Mother You said beside her: "Okay, you work hard, I will wait and sit."

Father Jiang and the others stood by and just laughed.

After You Ming and the others left, Papa Jiang said to Papa You: "My father-in-law, come and sit at my house today?"

Papa You nodded: "Okay."

When they arrived at Jiang's house, Jiang's mother went to the kitchen to prepare some fruit. Jiang's father said to You's father and the others: "You don't have to worry. This time when Xiao Ming goes out, our family Yu'an will accompany him."

Papa You said politely, "Don't worry, don't worry."

It was only after he finished speaking that he came to his senses: "Yu'an?"

Father Jiang nodded with a smile.

It was only then that Papa You remembered that the child of the Jiang family who died young, the child who married his son in the dark, seemed... called Jiang Yu'an?

What did the man standing next to his son look like just now?Why did he suddenly not remember?

Are the eyes small or big?Is the nose tall or short?How similar is it to Jiang Yu'an in the posthumous photo?

Papa You: "Are you... joking?"

Jiang's father shook his head: "You saw him too, he was standing next to Xiao Ming just now."

Both Papa You and Mama You were dumbfounded.

Are the in-laws crazy?

Father Jiang smiled at them, knowing that he had to explain a lot and it would take a lot of time.

But it's all worth it.

This year's jewelry conference will be held in Paris, France, which is a paradise of luxury goods.

There are magnificent buildings, countless famous paintings and sculptures, mellow wines, and exquisite and delicious food.

There are tens of thousands of street artists, and Avenue Montaigne is full of luxury shops.

When you got off the plane, You Ming felt that the temperature in France was not much different from that in China, at least it didn't feel too cold at night.

"The temperature is around 35 degrees." Jiang Yu'an said beside him, "The summer in France is not cool."

You Ming agrees: "It's really not cool."

You Ming suddenly asked: "Isn't it an oceanic climate? It shouldn't exceed thirty degrees."

Jiang Yu'an said: "Yes, but this is a normal situation, and there are more and more abnormal situations.

"Let's go to the apartment first." Zheng Chengcai walked out.

Although he is physically weak, he is in good spirits. He did not bring Chen Min with him this time, and let Chen Min take good care of the baby at home.

You Ming saw that he didn't move around much, and he was in good spirits, so he didn't persuade him, but just took his pulse once a day.

This made Zheng Chengcai dumbfounded: "So you know Chinese medicine?"

You Ming shook his head: "It's not Chinese medicine, it's a witch doctor."

Zheng Chengcai: "Is there a difference?"

You Ming explained: "Chinese medicine was developed from witch doctors and is more advanced than witch doctors."

Zheng Chengcai's expression was dumbfounded, is he belittling himself?

You Ming: "But the witch doctor's sword is slanted. Some diseases cannot be cured by traditional Chinese and Western medicine, but the witch doctor can."

"Each has its own strengths, but if it's a common disease, Chinese medicine and Western medicine are better. Witch doctors have a price."

"And the price is not that the medicine is three-point poison."

Zheng Chengcai thought of the first seven days when he couldn't get out of bed, and his still weak body, so he believed it.

Not everyone is willing to pay the price like him and Chen Min.

A few people got into the commercial vehicle, and there were a few more in the back. After all, there were many staff members.

The models were European and Asian, male and female, and they sat in a separate car.

"A rented apartment with a studio." Zheng Chengcai said, "I still have to be busy in the future."

You Ming nodded.

Zheng Chengcai rented out an entire floor of the apartment.

It was already night when they arrived, and everyone just divided up the rooms and went to rest after washing, adjusting their biological clocks, and sleeping even if they couldn't sleep, so as not to turn black and white in the next few days and lose energy.

Daylight saving is six hours faster in China than in France.

You Ming couldn't sleep either. After washing, he just wore a pair of boxers and sat on the sofa reading a book. The air conditioner and humidifier were turned on in the room. Summer in France was hot and dry.

You Ming's hair was still wet and he hadn't blown it, and he just sat on the sofa.

What he read was not alchemy, but a literary novel. He read it for a long time, but he didn't understand what he was going to talk about.

You Ming closed the book.

Maybe he really has no attainments in art?

He used to read and write essays and never got high marks.

The teacher said that his composition was dry without any aesthetic feeling or readability, and he quoted classics throughout.

At first I thought it was interesting, but when I saw the back, it was completely piled up.

You Ming was quite aggrieved at that time - the teacher said that quoting classic famous quotes would be good for grades.

A smile appeared on You Ming's face unconsciously.

When I was in school, I think of it now as a happy thing.

"What are you smirking at?" Jiang Yu'an rubbed You Ming's head, and the wet hair dried instantly, "Go to sleep."

You Ming put down his book and lay down on the bed, leaning against Jiang Yu'an's arms: "I can't sleep."

Jiang Yu'an chuckled: "Then let me tell you a story?"

You Ming: "Okay."

Jiang Yu'an told You Ming several folk stories.

You Ming fell asleep after listening to the last one.

Get up in the morning and get busy.

The models are all set in the last three days before leaving.

Qin Shan and the others ate a little in the morning and started measuring the models.

"Looks like an old tailor." Zheng Chengcai sat watching, with breakfast at hand, and he himself invited a Chinese chef over, "I'm not used to foreign dishes."

You Ming nodded: "I don't really like it either."

After Qin Shan and the others had measured the model's body, they were going back to draw the design.

Men's suits, women's dresses.

This is a fixed basic style, but the specific design depends on their own skills.

"It just so happens that there is a reception today, are you going?" Zheng Chengcai said, "Everyone who participated in this jewelry conference will go."

Zheng Chengcai said: "Get to know each other, chat, and see if you can figure out what kind of jewelry the other party is participating in this year, and which company the clothes are from."

Most of them will choose high-end luxury goods.

Luxurious gown entirely handcrafted.

And it must be world-renowned high-end clothing.

The You family is just a child in front of these companies, they are giants.

Zheng Chengcai said with a smile: "Some are veterans, but they have a bigger temper than others."

It is common for old brands to look down on upstarts, not to mention foreign countries, where the family inheritance is longer, and many of them are hundreds of years old.

Time has grown the heart and temper.

Even Zheng Chengcai was not highly regarded by them.

He spoke high-sounding words, and looked at him with contempt in his eyes.

It's just a nouveau riche with three generations. It's just that the people in the Asian market are stupid and rich so that the Zheng family can participate in such a conference.

Although Zheng Chengcai was smiling, his eyes were full of sadness.

He came every year, but he didn't get the first place every year. The jewelry conference has never been second or third, only the first.

It is more like a competition than a conference.

From being high-spirited at the beginning, to now pretending not to care.

Zheng Chengcai sighed.

He also wants to get the first place, he is not greedy, one year, one year is enough.

You Ming held a bowl of porridge and said, "I won't go."

Zheng Chengcai said strangely: "I thought you would go."

It's not surprising that You's family wanted to stand out, otherwise they wouldn't have come with him.

Going to the reception may cause people to stare at you, but you can still get to know bigwigs in the industry. Based on this, many people want to attend even if they are shameless.

The porridge is green vegetable porridge, with distinct grains of rice. You Ming likes this kind of porridge, which is more fragrant and not mushy in his mouth.

"So what?" You Ming said, "As long as the ability is there, there is no need to worry."

You Ming smiled at him: "And I'm not a masochist, I know I'm going to be angry, why do I want to?"

Send it to your door to make others look down on you?

You Ming does not have this hobby.

Zheng Chengcai was taken aback for a moment, and didn't try to persuade him. He just smiled wryly: "Young man..."

It was the same when he was young. After experiencing setbacks, he realized that if he wanted to make money, he had to bend his back and lower his head.

The lower the posture is, the higher you can climb in the future.

He glanced at You Ming, smiled and shook his head.

You Ming is still young, and young people always have many opportunities to make mistakes.

It is better to make more mistakes when you are able to bear it.

Thinking of this, Zheng Chengcai stopped persuading him.

Zheng Chengcai still went that night, and it was still dark when he came back. He came out after less than an hour at the reception. When Zheng Chengcai went upstairs, You Ming was going down to buy some drinks and snacks.

Zheng Chengcai's face turned blue.

You Ming stood in the aisle and watched Zheng Chengcai stepping out of the elevator, then reached out and grabbed Zheng Chengcai's wrist, his brows were tightly frowned: "Is it out of breath?"

Zheng Chengcai waved his hand with difficulty, and lost the last bit of strength, he leaned back. Fortunately, You Ming caught it quickly, otherwise he would have fallen.

The assistant looked frightened at the side, but his expression was not very good either.

You Ming and his assistant carried Zheng Chengcai back to his room.

You Ming glanced at the assistant: "What's wrong? Are you so angry?"

The assistant thought You Ming was asking himself, and finally he couldn't hold back the breath he had been holding all the way.

"We went to the reception."

You Ming nodded: "I know."

The assistant turned red with anger: "They, they appreciated every high-quality jewelry store last year, none of ours."

The assistant was almost in tears.

"Too insulting!"

Ignoring and indifference are better than contempt and contempt.

Because they are not in the eyes of others from beginning to end.

There is no verbal insult and irritation, and those people are so high above that they won't even give them a look.

You Ming asked puzzledly, "Why?"

The assistant was stunned.

You Ming continued to ask: "They are all doing business, they all want to make money, why?"

The assistant smiled wryly: "Our industry does not cooperate with each other, only competes with each other. The high-end market in Asia is almost monopolized by our family. They..."

You Ming said: "It's just jealousy, there's nothing to be angry about."

I was so jealous that I could only express my dissatisfaction in this way.

He didn't even dare to embarrass Zheng Chengcai face to face.

You Ming: "I'll go back to my room and get my backpack."

There are proprietary medicines in the backpack, which are actually more like herbal teas, which are refreshing and calming.

He was originally prepared by Zheng Chengcai.

Zheng Chengcai woke up after drinking a bowl of medicine.

He smiled at You Ming with difficulty: "I wouldn't get pissed off so easily before."

You Ming: "It's because you have been weak recently."

Zheng Chengcai lay down.

Yes, it was because he was weak, not because of those anger.

Those popularity can't beat him!

So what if he's Asian?So what if he is not a family inheritance?

Zheng Chengcai held You Ming's hand: "To win! There is no second or third, only first!"

You Ming nodded: "I know."

"We're going to be number one."