It's too hard for a green tea man to match him

Si Ting was in charge of Meng Pingjiang's mother's affairs, and Yu Qiu only occasionally cared a few words on WeChat.

The two are official partners, so he, the green tea male partner, won't interfere, let's get in Shen Mingdeng's car and go to the exam obediently.

This time, with Yu Qiu's "supervision" and "teaching", Wen Ce passed the subjects one by one, and then made an appointment to practice the second subject together.

"Turn the direction! Go left! Left! Fuck! You don't know left and right!"

"Press the brakes! Brakes! Who the hell told you to step on the gas pedal!"

"Lift the clutch, lift, lift, continue to lift, shit, turn off the engine again."

"Why are you playing so awkwardly in this direction? I taught you this way?!"

"Keep pouring, pouring, pouring, stop, stop! Stop!"

"boom--"

The rear end of the car hit the roadbed at the back, Wen Ce held the steering wheel with a sad face, lowered his head, and didn't dare to look at Chang Yue, the co-pilot.

Chang Yue is a tall and strong man in his forties, with a cropped head, a square face, and stubble around his mouth. He is wearing a black vest and black shorts. No one is not afraid.

As a non-talented student, Wen Ce has already been scolded.

He waited to continue to be scolded, but Chang Yue just took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and said, "Substitute."

Wen Ce got out of the car bitterly, and handed the car to Yu Qiu.

Yu Qiu is an old driver, and he is also a fast learner. Basically, once the coach tells him, he can achieve near perfection.

Chang Yue finally calmed down a bit, and nodded: "Not bad. Keep practicing, I have something to do. Wen Ce, learn from Yu Qiu."

Wen Ce nodded obediently, and waited for the person to leave before wailing: "It's too fierce! It's too fierce!"

Yu Qiu snickered inwardly, with a serious face on his face: "Strict teachers produce excellent apprentices."

"No, this is counterproductive!" Wen Ce said angrily.

Yu Qiugao glanced at him and praised: "You are really good at learning idioms."

"It's not because of Shen, he thought I was talking nonsense, so I bought this idiom fable."

He suddenly remembered something, his eyes widened, "We met for the first time, you said your brother recommended Coach Chang to you, wouldn't that brother be Shen?"

Yu Qiu didn't answer, just smiled and said: "I'll teach you another idiom, hate iron but not steel. The coach is not fierce, but just desperately hopes that you can improve."

"Ah? Isn't an idiom four words?" Wen Ce was full of confusion.

"There are five characters, such as rotten wood cannot be carved, there are six characters, there is no unparalleled road, seven characters, there must be a road to the front of the mountain, etc., etc. The culture of our country is extensive and profound. Idioms are just a small part of it.”

Wen Ce: "..."

He was stunned for a while, and then exclaimed: "Listen because of Chusi, I want to learn!"

Yu Qiu was very satisfied with his attitude, and patted him on the shoulder, "Let's learn the car first."

"But, I really don't know anything about it." Distress was written on the handsome face of the mixed-race boy, "The coach's words are too inscrutable, I don't understand."

Yu Qiu: "..."

It is not necessary to bring idioms with every sentence.

"If you don't mind, I'll go back and draw a data map, you write down the main points, and practice the car according to my method, how about it?"

Chang Yue’s teaching skills cannot be said to be bad, but Wen Ce grew up abroad. His way of thinking and daily communication are different from many others. Most of the coach’s experience comes from domestic students. His teaching methods may not be suitable for Wen Ce .

"That's great! You're really warm-hearted!" Wen Ce praised in surprise.

Yu Qiu: "..."

I was dazed.

Knowing that Yu Qiu didn't have a car to pick him up, Wen Ce decided to pick him up to practice driving every day from now on.

Of course Yu Qiu would not refuse.

On the way back, Wen Ce kept chatting with Yu Qiu.

He really likes Yu Qiu, Yu Qiu is sincere and enthusiastic, ten thousand times cuter than the eccentric Shen Mingdeng!

Back at the company, he went to look for Shen Mingdeng with coffee, and complained all over his face: "You are really harmful!"

Shen Mingdeng didn't even raise his head: "It's kind enough for me to allow you to take time off on weekdays to practice driving. Now that you're back, go to work."

"I'm a shareholder, why ask for leave." Wen Ce was not afraid of him, and continued to babble, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Shen Mingdeng raised his eyes and glanced at him: "It's so free, why not go to Quanyuan Street."

"Although a strict teacher produces excellent apprentices, you are really cruel and merciless to introduce such a fierce coach to Qiu."

Shen Mingdeng has long been accustomed to his idiom proficiency, automatically blocked invalid information, and focused on the key points: "Autumn?"

"His full name is too difficult to pronounce." Wen Ce was depressed.

"You can call him by his last name."

"But I think 'Autumn' is very cute." Wen Ce's voice became lower and lower, and finally he was defeated by Shen Mingdeng's cold gaze, "OK, I remember."

Shen Mingdeng looked away, and said casually: "Since you are interested in Huaguo culture, why not take over the "Corner" project."

He still has a lot of projects in his hands, so he has no time to take care of this.

"what is this?"

"The information will be given to you by Miffy."

Wen Ce took a sip of coffee and muttered softly, "How could Qiu have a brother like you."

"Yu Qiu." Shen Mingdeng reminded again.

Wen Ce took his coffee and ran away.

After a while, Miffy walked into his office with the documents in his arms. Wen Ce was holding up his mobile phone to make video calls with people, smiling so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes.

"Yu, you are really my timely rain. The data graph you made is very clear. I can understand it right away. What is that word called, what is the pot..."

Yu Qiu's voice was bright and smooth: "I am enlightened."

"Yes, yes! You are better than the coach!"

Miffy had to remind: "Mr. Wen, Mr. Shen asked me to hand over the information to you."

"You work first, then chat." Yu Qiu hung up the video with interest.

Fountain Street.

Yu Qiu was walking on the street alone, the sun shone through the branches and leaves of the phoenix tree, and cast fine spots of light.

During this period of time, he was not idle, and would go to the villa's embroidery room to stay for a long time every day.

He already has plans for the future.

Take over the studio, study embroidery skills, and carry forward it.

Traditional hand embroidery takes the high-quality route. Of course, it is not impossible to take the cheap route, but handmade embroidery is doomed to fail to expand production.

Most of the embroideries displayed in the store are necessary for daily life, such as screens, wall hangings, tablecloths, and pillowcases.

Yu Qiu has skills and ambitions, so he is naturally unwilling to be unknown and spend his whole life guarding the fly shop.

But things don't happen overnight.

He took a few knitted dolls and a piece of embroidery to Fengqiu's studio.

The storefront is deserted, and the shopping guide is lazily leaning on a chair, doing nothing with her mobile phone.

Yu Qiu entered the store and blocked some of the light. When the young lady noticed the visitor, she hurriedly got up to greet her. Just as she was about to speak, she realized that the person looked familiar.

Isn't this the handsome guy who came here before!

It's been a long time since she didn't make a deal last time.

"Handsome, what do you need?" The young lady smiled sweetly.

Yu Qiu smiled lightly and said, "I'm looking for your Boss Wei. I want to talk about private customization."

He was handsome, gentle and polite, even if he didn't conform to the rules, the young lady wanted to do him a favor.

"Sorry, our boss only takes orders from regular customers, how about I ask for you?"

"Thank you, just say my surname is Yu."

The young lady dialed the phone and told Wei Linghui what Yu Qiu said. She thought the boss would not care, but unexpectedly, the boss excitedly asked her to entertain the guests, and she would be there later.

"Handsome guy, our boss is out on errands and is on his way back. He'll be there in 10 minutes. Why don't you sit down and wait for a while."

Yu Qiu is as good as a follower: "Okay."

As soon as he sat down, a middle-aged couple came into the store, leading a young girl. They looked around, but they didn't find anyone they were interested in. They left the store without asking a word.

The young girl complained in a low voice: "It looks so old-fashioned."

The enthusiastic smile of the shopping guide faded unconsciously. She sighed softly and returned to her work station to continue playing with her mobile phone boringly.

Yu Qiu pretended to be curious: "Apart from these, are there any other styles in the store?"

"Well, it's basically all of these." The young lady followed his words and asked, "What does the handsome guy want to customize?"

Yu Qiu replied casually: "I want to order some clothes."

"Clothes?" The young lady was surprised.

It's not that no one customizes hand-embroidered clothes, but those are relatively high-end, and ordinary customers don't care about the level of embroidery, and customers who wear custom-made clothes will not patronize their studio.

"Do you know cosplay? Some ancient clothes need embroidery." Yu Qiu explained with a smile.

"Oh, that's right!" The young lady suddenly realized, "Our store hasn't taken such an order yet."

Just as he was talking vigorously, Wei Linghui came back.

"Xiaoqiu, you're here." She smiled cautiously.

Yu Qiu looked gentle and calm: "Aunt Wei, let's go in and talk?"

"Okay, let's go ahead and talk."

The two entered the inner room one after the other, leaving the shopping guide lady in a daze.

It turns out that the handsome guy and the boss know each other!

Inside the store is the embroidery room and warehouse.

Wei Linghui has her own private workshop. She closed the door and wanted to pour water for Yu Qiu, but she couldn't find a clean new cup, not even a disposable one, so she was at a loss.

"Don't be busy, I'm not thirsty."

Yu Qiu stopped talking nonsense, and took out a few knitted panda dolls from the bag, as well as a [-]-inch picture of pandas playing.

"Aunt Wei, I want to sell these in the store." He pointed to the only piece of embroidery, "This one hasn't been framed yet, please send it to be framed."

Wei Linghui was shocked.

She carefully held up the embroidery piece, touched it lightly with her fingertips, and lowered her head to take a closer look. There are thousands of threads without showing the stitches, and the various stitches are perfect, which is the best product.

Whether it's a simple and vivid demeanor or a fluffy and textured hair, everything is lifelike and expressive. Without a solid enough foundation, it is difficult to do this.

She was dazed for a while, and asked, "Do you really want to sell it in the store?"

Yu Qiu nodded: "This composition is too simple, so let's sell it in the store. You can see the price."

He himself was not really satisfied.

Wei Linghui's eyes were burning, and she suddenly said: "Xiaoqiu, you have this level, why don't you go to the competition."

With such a foundation, it is too wasteful to only sell it in the studio, and excellent works deserve higher praise.

Yu Qiu shook his head.

contest?

That's not enough.