Black-bellied Emperor Shao: Ex-wife is not allowed to escape

Song Weiwei didn't know if others would vomit blood in anger, but Miao Yiren definitely would. She must have paid a lot of money to find those bandits, "I'm just playing tricks."

Zhou Zheng still praised her for being smart again and again, Li Baihan narrowed his eyes, dissatisfied with his flattering.

Zhou Zheng received Li Baihan's displeased gaze, so he stopped immediately and drove silently.

Seeing this, Song Weiwei turned her head to look at Li Baihan. Li Baihan noticed her gaze, and when he looked at her, his gaze became gentle again. He said, "It's noon, let's go eat."

Song Weiwei thought about how many people wanted to see her jokes today, but they all failed in the end. She was in a good mood, "Well, let's go."

The two went to a high-end hotel. As soon as they were seated, they saw Huo Tingshuang coming in. He was accompanied by a female secretary who seemed to be here for the dinner. Their eyes met in the air.

Huo Tingshuang stood still, said a few words to the female secretary sideways, and then walked straight towards them.

Soon, Huo Tingshuang stood still at the dining table. He was wearing a tailored suit, which outlined his waist tall and slender. He leaned over slightly and nodded to Song Weiwei, "Hello, sister-in-law."

Song Weiwei was stunned by him.

Even after she married Li Baihan seven years ago, Huo Tingshuang never called her sister-in-law so respectfully.

At that time, she felt that Huo Tingshuang should have looked down on her, otherwise she would not deny her identity.

Li Baihan raised his eyebrows. He and Huo Tingshuang grew up together. He knew his temperament and knew that in his heart, he had already recognized Song Weiwei's identity. He was not surprised.

"How did you come?"

"There's a dinner, Bo Han, when will you take my sister-in-law back to Beicheng, I'll be the host, and I'll treat her well." Huo Tingshuang spoke enthusiastically, but not at all greasy.

Song Weiwei said: "Mr. Huo has a lot of work, so I won't bother you."

"I'm very free. I was messed up before. Yunxi caused a lot of trouble for you and Bai Han. I'm sorry, sister-in-law. Fortunately, you and Bai Han have a good relationship and it didn't affect me. Otherwise, I can't absolve myself of the blame. Today's mess The meal is recorded in my account, and I will apologize to my sister-in-law when I arrive in Beicheng another day." Huo Tingshuang said.

Seeing that he had spoken, Li Baihan secretly observed Song Weiwei's expression, and then made a gesture to drive Huo Tingshuang away, "Okay, Song Song is not such a stingy person, if you are busy, get out."

Huo Tingshuang smiled, "Okay, then I won't disturb you two for dinner."

After all, Huo Tingshuang walked away swaggeringly.

At this moment, the waiter came to serve the dishes, and soon the dishes were set on the table. Song Weiwei picked up the chopsticks, put her favorite char siu in the bowl, and said without a trace: "When will Mr. Huo come to Jiangcheng?" of?"

"It's been two days since he came here to do something."

Song Weiwei nodded thoughtfully, "He and sister Yunxi reconciled?"

Li Baihan paused, raised his eyelids and looked at her, seeing that she was just mentioning it in passing, he said: "Not yet, the problems between the two of them are more complicated, and it will be difficult to reconcile in a short time."

Song Weiwei lowered her eyes, "Sister Yunxi liked you before?"

Li Baihan's scalp tightened, and he vaguely felt that this was a dangerous topic, so he avoided the important point and said lightly: "When she was studying, she and Huo Tingshuang got very close, and they often went out to play together."

Song Weiwei raised her eyelids and looked at him, sensing his nervousness, she smiled slightly, "I'll just ask casually, if she likes you, Mr. Huo won't be angry and say that to her."

Li Baihan only felt that the food in his mouth was no longer delicious, and subconsciously wanted to explain, but he heard Song Weiwei say: "It's all in the past, I won't be jealous of the past."

Li Baihan put down his chopsticks, "We shouldn't be here today."

Song Weiwei couldn't help laughing, "Eat it quickly, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

Li Baihan glanced at her, seeing the smile on her lips, ripples in his heart, he thought, she looks so pretty when she smiles, I really hope to see her smile every day.

After the two of them finished their meal, Li Baihan sent Song Weiwei back to the studio.

There was a long line outside the studio. She saw it when she got off the car, and thought she had gone to the wrong place. Until someone came around and asked her for an autograph, she was still a little confused and didn't know what happened.

It was Xiao Lin who squeezed in from the crowd, protecting Song Weiwei while rescuing her from the crowd.

"Everyone is lined up, and we have autographs. Now, let Mr. Song go in and rest, okay?" Xiao Lin pushed Song Weiwei into the studio, and organized the team outside with a loud voice, just like a celebrity autograph scene.

Song Weiwei asked the clerk in confusion, "What's going on?"

"Oh, today the Bureau of Cultural Relics launched a live broadcast. Everyone was amazed when they saw your restored headgear. They all came to our studio to check in and ask for autographs."

Song Weiwei raised her eyebrows, "The Bureau of Cultural Relics is still doing this?"

"Keep pace with the times," said the clerk.

Song Weiwei was quite speechless. In fact, the carving industry was too niche, and she was not a collector, so she hardly paid attention to it.But in recent years, as the Internet has become more and more developed, many people have moved niche industries to the live broadcast platform, which has suddenly increased their attention.

In addition, the engraving competition held in the United States this year was broadcast live simultaneously globally, which completely exposed this industry to the eyes of the world. As everyone became more familiar with engraving, many people began to pay attention to this industry.

In foreign countries, some brands have been handmade for hundreds of years, such as how much time it takes to sew a coat, how much time it takes to make a brooch, because they are not mass-produced, these manual costs are very expensive.

Therefore, the longer the brand, the higher the value.

Naturally, engraving cannot be mass-produced, and it also depends on the potential of the engraver.

Just like painting a painting, the artistic conception is absolutely different between the hands of ordinary painters and the top painters, which is also the charm of art.

Song Weiwei restored cultural relics thousands of years ago and let them be displayed in front of everyone. This is an affirmation of her ability, which is why so many people came to ask for autographs.

Xiao Lin quickly squeezed in, she wiped off the sweat from her head, her cheeks were flushed from the sun, "Oh my god, there are too many people here today, boss, except for the big finished products, everything else is sold in our store empty."

It was only then that Song Weiwei noticed that there were only scattered items in the showcase, which were all placed in mansions as ornamentals, and the rest of the jewelry and the like were all sold out.

She said: "If Master is still alive, he will be very relieved to see this scene."

In the eyes of Master Mu Yi, a work needs the attention of the world, otherwise it is just an object. He did not leave many works in those days, and there were very few works in the latter half of his life, which caused the studio to be on the verge of collapse.

He would be glad to know that she had done what he had not done.

"It's too hot outside, send them some water, and I don't want to sign, please help me thank them for their love, please go back." Song Weiwei is not a star, and she doesn't want to be a star.

Kobayashi felt a little regretful, "Boss, if we don't take the opportunity to change our style, we can use our current influence to expand the size of the studio."

"Your ideal is very full, but in reality, I can't make too many things even with eight hands. What's more, if the carving market becomes a wholesale market, then we will become too cheap. I don't deserve it. Come on, let them go back." Song Weiwei said.

She is very happy that she can have such a big influence, but she doesn't want to use her influence to do things that she can't do for the time being, not to mention that she has too many orders in her hand, and she won't be able to finish them until next year.

Before, it was to prop up the studio, but after that she wanted to take it slow.

She doesn't want to use art as a tool to make money. Master said that even if their industry is not cared about, and they don't get as much attention as painters and musicians, they have their own pride.

Although Xiao Lin couldn't understand why Song Weiwei didn't strike while the iron was hot to expand the scale, she did so anyway.

She euphemistically relayed Song Weiwei's words to the people queuing outside. Naturally, some people thought that Song Weiwei took Joe, but some people also expressed their understanding. After all, part of the reason they would come to line up for autographs was to follow suit.

When everyone dispersed and the front of the studio was empty, Xiao Lin sighed, "What a great opportunity, why didn't the boss seize it?"

Xu Fang came down from upstairs, just in time to hear Xiao Lin's words, she said softly, "Because Teacher Song's orders are already scheduled for next year, you want her to expand the scale, don't you want to exhaust her to death?"

Xiao Lin snorted, "But I still feel a little pity."

"This is just a temporary live broadcast effect. If we can produce works in batches, then the works we sculpt will become less and less valuable. Rare things are more expensive, Xiaolin."

Kobayashi suddenly realized.

Yes, they are not selling clothes and shoes, the more sales the better, they are making art, just like painters, the fewer works, the more famous they are, and they can appreciate in value in the future.

Thinking of it this way, she was also relieved.

Song Weiwei went back upstairs, and she rearranged the orders. Recently, she had been rushing to work day and night, and her shoulders and lumbar spine were a little unbearable. She planned to sort out the orders and return all that could be returned.

If you can let Xiaolin negotiate to change the engraver, let Xiaolin negotiate.

Recently, she is too tired and doesn't want to push herself too hard, which leads to a decline in the quality of her work.

She sorted out the order, called Xiao Lin to come in, and handed the sorted order to her. After Xiao Lin listened to her order, she widened her eyes, "Boss, these people are here for you. If you reject the order, They certainly won't let it go."

Song Weiwei also knew, she said: "You can recommend other sculptors in our studio to them first. If they insist on not changing, they can only wait, and the loan payment period cannot be guaranteed."

"But……"

Song Weiwei looked up at her, "Xiao Lin, our studio was in a precarious situation before, and would soon be overwhelmed by other studios, so we had to mass-produce, but I recently discovered that my direction was wrong."

"Boss, how could your decision be wrong?"

Song Weiwei raised her hand and patted her on the shoulder, "Anyway, you do as I say, and if it doesn't work out, I will come to the door to apologize in person."

Kobayashi had no choice but to go downstairs with the order.

*
Miao Yiren just got back from the dinner, she entered the house, and just pressed her hand on the switch, she felt a shadow flashing in front of her eyes, before she could open her mouth to call for help, something cold was pressed against her neck.

In an instant, she felt the sharpness of the thing, and hot liquid seeped out from the cut skin. Her hairs stood on end, and she didn't dare to move.

"True knowledge of current affairs!" The man laughed lowly, "Miss Miao, I've always wanted to meet you in person, but I didn't expect to meet you under such circumstances."

Miao Yiren felt that the other party let go of the hand covering her mouth, and when she was about to yell, she heard the man say sadly: "Don't yell, or the knife in my hand will directly cut your carotid artery, and you will die It's ugly."

Miao Yiren gritted her teeth, "Who the hell are you?"

The man pushed her towards the sofa, "Miss Miao is so busy, she even forgot my voice, and we have talked on the phone several times."

Miao Yiren: "..."

She remembered who the other party was, the bandit leader. She had talked with him on the phone before. She saw the trending search on the dinner just now, and knew that Song Weiwei had successfully sent the mask back to the Cultural Relics Bureau. Naturally, she also knew that the robbers failed in the robbery.

She didn't expect that this person would slip through the net and hide in her apartment.

She bit the tip of her tongue and said, "Sorry, I didn't hear it just now. Since we are a cooperative relationship, isn't it too rude for you to treat the partner like this?"

The bandit leader snorted softly, "If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have ended up being handed over by the police, Miss Miao, I really want to kill you!"

Miaoyi's heart was trembling, she thought that after going through so many things, she was no longer afraid of death, but when she was really threatened with her life, she still wanted to live, even if she was dying, she wanted to continue living.

"You shouldn't hate me. The person you should hate is Song Weiwei. It was she who designed to frame you, so that all your brothers were caught by the police. You will spend the rest of your life in hiding. You should go to her to settle the score."

The man smiled sarcastically, "I heard that you and Song Weiwei used to be best friends, and turned against each other because of a man. You women are really stupid and ridiculous!"

Miao Yiren gritted her teeth, not daring to offend him, the dagger was still on her carotid artery, her breathing was tight, "Put the knife away, let's talk slowly."

"Talk about what?"

Miao Yiren narrowed her eyes, "Your brothers have been arrested, you must want to take revenge now, let's join hands, and when you finish your revenge, I will help you escape overseas, and I will guarantee you a lifetime of worry-free life."

The bandit leader obviously didn't believe her nonsense, "Do you think I will believe you?"

Miao Yi said humanely: "You must not only seek revenge when you come to me, otherwise you would have stabbed me through a long time ago, and you have something to ask for from me, so you have worries, don't you?"

The bandit leader has to admit that Miao Yiren is actually very smart, but it's a pity that the smartness is not placed in the right place.

He slowly retracted the dagger, and as soon as Miaoyi was out of danger, she immediately took a few steps back, away from the bandit leader, and looked at him vigilantly, "I guess the police outside are looking for you now, and there is usually no one here." Come on, you can live here first, and then we can discuss it!"