Nanjia Youyu

The person in charge sent by the Liu family to sign the contract was a kind-hearted fat man who was very enthusiastic towards Ban Jue and Bo Nan.The specific matters of the cooperation have been negotiated before, and the two sides signed the contract directly after this meeting.

Bo Nan sealed the signed contract, smiled and held the hand extended by the person in charge, and said politely, "It's a happy cooperation."

"Happy cooperation." The person in charge let go of his hand and sighed, "Mr. Bai's work is really eye-catching, the aura... Haha, I'm stupid, I can't describe it, anyway, it's great!"

"Mr. Liu, you are flattering me." Bo Nan smiled, polite enough, but not much to say.He is really not good at dealing with people in these shopping malls, and he is wrong as much as he says. It is always right to be a "dumb" craftsman.

Mr. Liu was even happier when he heard the words, and said boldly, "You don't have to be humble if you win an award, Mr. Bai. The sets of works you provided are really great. I am looking forward to future cooperation."

After checking the contents of the contract, Ban Jue got up, handed over the document, and said, "We are also looking forward to the next cooperation, Mr. Liu, happy cooperation."

"Master Ban, you're welcome." Mr. Liu hurriedly shook hands with him, took a look at the contract, and said with a smile, "It's easy to do business with Young Master, but there is a problem..."

Ban Jue frowned, "What's the problem?"

"It's the trademark of these wine and tableware..." Mr. Liu rubbed his stomach, and discussed, "Do you think you should print your family's trademark alone, or bring Liu's family's trademark together? The tableware is easy to talk about, but the set of wine The utensils are relatively delicate and small, and they are paired with our company's new high-end wine, do you think it is possible to print the trademark... smaller?"

"Trademark?" Ban Jue frowned even tighter, and turned to look at Bo Nan, "Have you designed a logo for your studio?"

Bonan twitched the corner of his mouth and shook his head—he hadn't thought about the trademark at all.

"What about the trademark used by the online store?"

"I used to just print a store name on the product box... that's all."

"..."

Mr. Liu looked at the two of them back and forth, and was dumbfounded, "Eh? No trademark? But we have already found a factory for that wine set and are ready to make it."

This is really a big sloppy, Ban Jue rubbed his forehead, looked at Mr. Liu, and said, "Don't worry, we will hand over the trademark to you within three days, and it won't delay the putting into use of the product."

"Oh, oh, that's good, no hurry, no rush, I don't mean to rush you." Mr. Liu quickly waved his hand, expressing that he doesn't care, being able to connect with the Ban family across domains is not a good thing for the Liu family It's two o'clock at one o'clock, and it's really just a small problem to give the trademark later.

Ban Jue nodded and said politely, "Thank you for your understanding, I will solve this problem as soon as possible."

Bo Nan looked at the two who had renewed their pleasantries, and was silently embarrassed... Speaking of the trademark, what kind of thing would be better?

"Use crabs? Your token of love." Qu Wenxin suggested as he pushed the fruit towards Bai Nan.

"Why don't you just use the trademark of Xiaoyu's studio? The jade gourd designed by Xiaoyu is still very beautiful." Ban Lang changed the TV channel to the news station and said casually.

"Not good." Ban Jue vetoed, "Bai Nan's studio is independent, using Xiaoyu's trademark may be misunderstood by customers as a sub-studio of the jade company, which is not good for future development."

Ban Yu looked at Bai Nan with bright eyes, and suggested, "Nan Nan, use dolls, don't you like dolls?"

"No." Bai Nan shook his head, removed the discarded design drawing, laid a new blank paper, and explained, "It's better to keep the logo simple, but the doll is too complicated, and the logo is to be printed on the On wine and tableware, it can't be too fancy."

"Crabs aren't fancy." Qu Wenxin said without giving up, "Just use crabs."

Ban Yu shook his head, "It's not good, crabs have so many legs."

"Isn't it enough to draw cartoons?"

"I just can't, the crab is too ugly."

"...You just call yourself ugly."

"Nannan said, I look like you."

"..."

Bonan was amused by their conversation, turned his pen around, frowned and pondered, something not fancy but simple and easy to remember... What should I use?He rubbed the white paper for a while, glanced at the pumpkin ring on his hand inadvertently, stared blankly, and then his eyes lit up—not fancy, the pumpkin has only one color, and there are only two vines; the shape is simple, the shape of the pumpkin Isn't that simple enough?

He glanced sideways at Ban Yu, quickly sketched the ideal trademark in his mind, curled his lips, and wrote neatly, "I have an idea."

"Huh? What's your idea?" Ban Yu quickly pulled away from the argument, leaned over and asked curiously, "Nannan, what are you going to use as a trademark? Dolls? Scrambled characters? But don't listen to me, use that ugly crab. "

"What an ugly crab, that's your token of love." Qu Wenxin was still indignant.

"Not crabs." After the last stroke, he picked up the white paper, turned it over, showed it to everyone, and said with a smile, "Yu pumpkin, how about it? The name of the studio is 'Nanjia Youyu', and the trademark is simply Let’s just combine it like this, um, won’t it be too naive?”

"This is good!" Ban Yu looked at the design drawing, then looked down at the ring on his hand, and smiled shyly, "It's not childish at all, just use this, Nan Nan, you are so smart."

Qu Wenxin came over and took a look at the design drawing, and nodded in agreement, "Well, this pumpkin is so cute, so let's use this."

"Which one? Show me." Ban Lang quickly took his mind off the news, reached out to Qu Wenxin, and asked for the design drawing.

Ban Jue looked away from the design drawing, pondered for a while, and nodded, "Okay, I'll just use this, it's simple and easy to remember, it can be made for ordinary people, or it can be made for high-end ones, it's highly malleable, not bad."

Bernan smiled.

Ban Yu touched the ring on his hand, thought about the emeralds hidden in the safe, and secretly smiled—the next gift for Nan Nan, here it is.

Before going to bed, Bo Nan leaned on the bed and flipped through his notes.Ban Yu was lying on the bed, looking straight at him, quietly accompanying him.

"Why aren't you asleep?" He marked the notes he had read, lowered his head and kissed his forehead, and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you sleepy?"

"Sleepy." Ban Yu blinked, his voice lazily, a little sleepy.

"Why don't you sleep when you're sleepy? Is the light too dazzling?" He was puzzled, put the notes back on the bedside table, turned off the lamp, got into the quilt, lay face to face with him, and said softly, "Okay, I Don't see it so late in the future, go to sleep."

Ban Yu shook his head, stretched out his arms and pulled him into his arms, kissing his forehead and eyes, "Nannan, you are so kind."

"Don't do what you say is nice." Bo Nan raised his hand to cover his eyes with a serious face, "Go to sleep, close your eyes, and don't talk anymore."

"...I didn't want to do it." Ban Yu muttered, rubbing his head against his hair in the covered position, and whispered, "Nannan, I will work hard to become better."

Bo Nan let go of his hand and asked doubtfully, "Why did you say that all of a sudden?"

"I just thought of it suddenly." He closed his eyes, pressed his head into his arms, patted his back, and said in a low voice, "Sleep, we will go to our honeymoon tomorrow."

"Hmm... um? Honeymoon?" Bai Nan opened his closed eyes, stood up and asked, "Why don't I remember going to honeymoon tomorrow, when is it scheduled?"

"Just, it was yesterday... Okay, it's late, go to sleep." Ban Yu was surprised that he had slipped his tongue, closed his eyes as if to cover up, and got under the quilt, "I'm going to sleep, Nannan you Go to bed too."

Bai Nan squinted at him, then became violent, lifted the quilt to tickle him, and asked forcefully, "Be honest, what happened to the honeymoon? Why didn't you tell me when you set the date?"

"Don't... Nannan, haha... I'm ticklish..." Ban Yu covered the quilt tightly and hid his hands everywhere, his face was blushing, and he said with a smile, "Don't say it, don't say it, you can't say it, this is Surprise, can't say."

"But you've already missed it, so it's no longer a surprise." Bo Nan swooped over and held him down, smiling softly, but with a threatening tone, "Quickly tell me, where is the honeymoon going to take me?"

"No, no..." Ban Yu couldn't help laughing, took a deep breath, then pressed back when he was not paying attention, controlled his hands and feet, and coaxed, "Nannan, sleep well?"

Bonan smiled, then shook his head.

Ban Yu's face was broken, he frowned at him for a while, and finally bowed his head to kiss him, and said vaguely, "If you don't sleep, then let's do something else..."

"Huh? Huh!"

In some matters, Ban Yu's stubbornness is almost unbeatable.

Of course, Bonan is okay, but he forgets about it when he is making a fuss, and the more he makes a fuss, the less energy he has to pay attention to it.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Bai Nan leaned on the back of the car listlessly, and asked in a low voice, "Xiaoyu, where are we going?"

"Go to the airport." Ban Yu hugged him into his arms, stroked his hair comfortingly, and continued to press the phone, "Go to sleep for a while if you're sleepy, and I'll call you when I get there."

Bo Nan glanced at his mobile phone screen and saw that he was sending messages with Ban Jue, so he tilted his head in relief, and fell asleep on his body.

Two hours later, in the airport hall where people were coming and going, Bai Nan rubbed his forehead to wake himself up a bit, turned his head and looked around, and asked, "Xiaoyu, where is our luggage? Didn't someone bring it here in advance?"

"They said they were waiting for us at the airport coffee shop." Banyu checked his phone to confirm the address, held him and walked towards a place where there were few people, "Let's go, I can just buy you something to refresh yourself."

Bo Nan let him lead him away, wondering, "They?"

In the coffee shop, Qu Wenxin, who was sitting by the window, took off his sunglasses and waved excitedly at the two, "Nannan, Xiaoyu, are you hungry here? I bought you breakfast!"

Bo Nan opened his eyes wide, full of doubts, "Why is Mom here? Didn't she go to Gu Yun?"

Ban Yu snorted triumphantly, led him closer, and said to Qu Wenxin, "Mom, what have you prepared? Do you have anything to drink? Nan Nan is a little out of spirit."

Qu Wenxin frowned, and asked worriedly, "Lack of energy? Is it motion sickness?"

Ban Jue walked around behind them with two cups of coffee, frowning, "Motion sickness? By the way, Bo Nan, are you air sick? I prepared air sickness medicine. If you faint, take two pills before boarding the plane."

"Brother?" He took the coffee handed over by Ban Jue in a daze, and asked with difficulty, "Didn't you go to the shop, brother? Why..."

"That's to lie to your father." Qu Wenxin waved his hands and smiled slyly, "You and Xiaoyu haven't gone out to play much, we don't worry, it just so happened that Xiaojue and I were going to take a vacation, so we simply went with you. Don't worry, I'm just walking with you, the play is separate, and it won't disturb the world of the two of you."

Ban Jue nodded and added, "We have already booked the hotel, and arranged for the person who will pick you up at the airport. You can just relax and enjoy, don't worry about the rest."

It's really...prepared.

"...Thank you, brother."

"You're welcome." Ban Jue raised his eyebrows and continued, "It's not just for you to play. You have homework. Gu Yun's next season's auction will be in September. I'm looking forward to seeing your new works."

"..."

Ban Yu took out the vibrating mobile phone in his pocket, looked at it, and reminded him in a low voice, "Dad is calling, did he already know?"

Ban Jue frowned, looked at Qu Wenxin, and said neatly, "Hang up, then turn off the phone, let's go, the time is almost up."

"..." Poor Ben Dad.