Revival Of Round Silk Fan/C32 Not for Sale
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C32 Not for Sale

"Look, I have another precious fan. " Su Xinyue impatiently opened the fan and placed it on the table, admiring it with Meng Tianheng.

When Meng Tianheng saw the craftsmanship of the fan, a trace of astonishment appeared in his eyes. "This fan is definitely made by an expert. " He decisively judged.

"Yes, it was made by Uncle Liu, Liu Sandao. " Su Xinyue said happily.

"Liu Sandao? He should be an old man in the fan shop. " Meng Tianheng said.

"Yes, I can finally get his help" Su Xinyue had a smile on her face. She had never been so happy before.

"Congratulations. Finally, we can proceed to the next step. This fan is our shop's second shaking fan. I'll post the picture right away, and this fan will be sent to the shop as well. " Meng Tianheng did as he said.

He had already taken many pictures from different angles of the fan with his camera. He selected a few of them and placed them in the pictures. Then, he selected another one and posted it in the shop for promotional purposes. Su Xinyue knew that her level in this aspect was far from his. With his help, she would be much more relaxed.

After this fan was put on the Internet, it attracted heated discussions. Su Xinyue still did not forget to say, "This fan is a historical turning point for Uncle Liu and Aunt Mei. I still don't want to sell it. " Meng Tianheng looked at her and smiled. "I'll listen to you. But in the future, every fan must be in the hands of everyone who likes it. You can't keep all of them just because you like them, right? "

When Su Xinyue heard him say this, she immediately felt a little embarrassed. This was not a thought that a manager should have. After all, she was not a collector. The two fans in her hands were of extraordinary significance to her. She really could not bear to take them out.

"I can understand your thoughts. I mean, you can't keep every fan in the future. We have to let the fan walk into the hands of more people, only then can the fan industry continue " Meng Tianheng knew that she cherished the fan in her heart, but he still reminded her.

"Got it, I won't keep it all. I'll use these two fans as fan fans for the fan shop. You can always remind me that it's not easy to get them. This way, I'll cherish every single day I pass. " Su Xinyue said.

"Well, I will use them as a promotional fan and write that they are not for sale. " Meng Tianheng emphasized again.

"Then I'm relieved. I don't want to sell them like this. I want to keep them to give myself motivation to move forward. " Su Xinyue explained.

"Well, I can understand that these two fans have exceeded the value of the fan itself. It is not easy to sell them to you. They mean a lot to you. " Meng Tianheng said.

As he was speaking, two beeping sounds came from his phone. He hurriedly glanced at it and a line of words jumped into his eyes. "Are you sure you don't want to sell these fans?" He ignored the other party and deleted the message, leaving no trace behind.

"I'll do as you say. I'll do the document with the public account right away and put this fan on display in the shop. It'll be good if it can be used for publicity. " Meng Yuheng said.

"Thank you for supporting me. I'll wait for Uncle Hu. " After saying that, Su Xinyue ran to the door and waited for Uncle Hu.

Meng Tianheng immediately got busy again. The pictures he took had to be sent to the public account with words. If the shop had new products, he would carefully add a picture that matched the charm of the fan.

This time, he would focus on Liu Sandao. He had already thought of the title of the article. He would use Fan Manor's chief fan craftsman Liu Sandao's work, Asiatic Apple Butterfly Flying Three-dimensional Embroidery Fan, along with a love fulfillment of the past. How could he not be moved?

Before the article was published, he could already imagine the popularity of this article. He put down everything at hand. Concentrate on writing this article. A few decades ago, Liu Sandao wanted to fulfill the wish of the girl he loved. During the three years as an apprentice, it was strictly forbidden to fall in love and become a family. Three years later, the girl was already married, and the woman he married was the one waiting for him. Many years later, when he saw her again, things had changed, and people had changed. The two of them smiled at each other. When they reunited again, perhaps it was during the cooperation of fan making.

As soon as this article was released, it turned into a hot article as expected. Su Xinyue immediately forwarded this article, and the hot comments were continuously forwarded by everyone.

Ever since Meng Tianheng came, the article he wrote directly recorded a drop of Su Xinyue's fan. Even if the people who did not agree with her no longer came to slander her, the rumors would naturally be broken in front of the truth. She did not care about the opinions and comments of unrelated people. She needed to obtain the support of the truly thoughtful people.

There was also a synchronized update on Weibo. The number of fans had already exceeded ten thousand. After the shop was updated, the number of views and collections had clearly increased. There were over a hundred messages from people asking how much the fans were. Why didn't they sell them? When could they buy them?

One of the anonymous users had been asking how much the fans were worth. He really liked it. After opening the shop, there was no reason not to sell it. Meng Tianheng set the two fans as sold out, but the user kept asking. Many messages were sent in the message box, and Meng Tianheng ignored them.

Su Xinyue waited at the door, and the website was bustling with activity.

Sure enough, Uncle Hu appeared in the afternoon with two people beside him. One was tall and the other was short. Su Xinyue welcomed him and shouted from afar, "Uncle Hu, Uncle Hu, you're here. I've been waiting for you. "

Uncle Hu had a smile on his face as usual. "Xiao Yue, I brought him for you. Old Gao and Xiao Hu were clay craftsmen. In the afternoon, they sent someone to deliver sand and cement. First, they separated the main house from the main house. The side house will be changed to a warehouse. There will be bamboo racks in the corridor. This way, we can dry the bamboo. "

" Uncle Hu, you're so good. Arrange everything for me. " Su Xinyue was really touched. With the help of her elders, she rarely worried.

Uncle Hu told Old Gao and Little Hu and helped Su Xinyue tidy up the side room. When they were done packing, a van stopped at the door. When the driver saw Uncle Hu, he greeted him warmly, "Brother Hu, the materials are here. Just call me if you need anything. "

"Okay, next time I'll treat you to a drink. " Uncle Hu said.

"No need, no need. Just tell me if you need anything. " After saying that, Xiao Gao drove off.

Old Gao and Xiao Hu removed the sofa and cement from the car, pulled a water pipe, and started to work.

Su Xinyue followed them and prepared tea. Old Gao and Xiao Hu basically did not speak. They just buried their heads in work and occasionally stopped to drink water.

After five o'clock. Su Xinyue prepared to go out and buy a few boxes of food to entertain Uncle Hu and the others. Uncle Hu directly said, "No need. We'll leave later. We won't be eating dinner here anymore. "

When Old Gao and Little Hu stopped working, a wall had already been built and a door had been opened. This way, it was easy to enter and exit. Su Xinyue said apologetically, "It's been hard on you. I'm really sorry that I didn't treat you well. "

"It's fine. It's fine. " After saying this, Old Gao packed his tools and left with Xiao Hu. Uncle Hu followed behind them and waved his hand at Su Xinyue. Su Xinyue was sent to the door. Uncle Hu stopped her and said, "No need to see her off. After accompanying her for an entire afternoon, you should also go and rest for a while. "

Su Xinyue watched Uncle Hu and the others leave. Uncle Hu turned the car around and drove away.

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