C41 Analysis

"You're the one who doesn't know how to walk, yet you blame someone else. " Su Yiming was still quibbling.

"You're Xiao Yue's cousin, right? You are so calculative over such a small matter. Besides, it was clearly you who rushed over. Luckily, Xiao Yue reacted quickly, or else she would have been bumped by you. You are still inverting black and white. " Meng Tianheng said casually. His tall figure blocked in front of Su Xinyue. His deep eyes directly looked at Su Yiming.

Su Yiming was clearly a fern, so he didn't dare to say anything more. He only muttered, "I came out to eat and I met you. I hate you. " As he spoke, he left.

After Su Yiming left, Meng Tianheng looked at Su Xinyue and said with a serious expression, "Your cousin obviously has enmity with you. This kind of person should try not to provoke him. Stay away from him. "

"My cousin's family has always been negative about me taking over the fan industry. They thought that Su Yiming should take over, but if he really took over, he would have long abandoned all interest. Most likely, we'll just sell off the old mansion. " Su Xinyue said bluntly. She really didn't dare to be polite to her big brother and her big aunt.

The two of them went out of the alley and got into the car. Meng Tianheng walked on a small path and arrived at the old residence unimpeded.

"We're home. " Su Xinyue stretched out her arm and opened the door of the old residence. She walked in with large strides. Meng Tianheng smiled slightly and followed her into the house.

When they returned to the big house, Uncle Liu was still focused on making the fan. The sound of "sand rustling" came from the sandpaper grinding the fan bones. Su Xinyue carried a bottle of boiling water over and filled his cup with water. Su Xinyue took the cup and handed it to Uncle Liu. "Uncle Liu, drink some water. "

Only then did Uncle Liu raise his head and put down the fan bone in his hand. He patted the bamboo chips on his body and stood up. He took the cup and drank half the cup of water in one gulp. "Uncle Liu, you can't be too tired. You must stand up and exercise. "

"Xiao Yue, don't worry, I will pay attention. " Uncle Liu comforted her.

"Mmm, you must not be too tired. " Su Xinyue looked concerned. They were all her closest relatives, so she had to take care of her body.

Uncle Liu drank some water and rested for a while. He then continued to polish the fan bones. This slight rustling sound became the most pleasant music in the room. Su Xinyue had already fallen in love with this kind of music.

Seeing Uncle Liu's focused expression, Su Xinyue's heart was filled with gratitude. This kind of silent support was the most powerful and moving. She should quicken her pace and push forward, so that the fan industry could become truly self-reliant as soon as possible.

When she returned to the front room, Meng Tianheng was busy calculating the statistics of the questionnaire. They had received nearly 300 questionnaires in the morning, and most of them could be used. For the sake of Meng Tianheng, they had all filled them up very seriously.

"I'll count it with you" As Su Xinyue spoke, she also sat down and opened the document. Following the format of Meng Tianheng's statistics, she also began to count.

Age, style. . . The style information she wanted. After these statistics were done, Su Xinyue handed the information to Meng Tianheng to compile. Su Xinyue looked at Meng Tianheng's similarly focused expression. For a moment, she felt that it was unreal. She had always found it hard to imagine what attracted him to make him help her like this. She really couldn't figure out why. Actually, she didn't believe that there was such a good thing in the world that happened to fall on her head. It was just that she really had nothing to worry about.

Meng Tianheng gathered all the information together and found the information that he wanted the most.

Su Xinyue opened the Taobao store. The store was calm as expected. It was impossible to open the situation.

An anonymous user sent her a message. "I want ten treasured fans. Do you have any? You don't even have ten fans. Why are you selling fans?" Su Xinyue knew that she was here to pick a fight. She didn't intend to pay any attention to him. Who would have thought that this person would send repeated messages? Su Xinyue didn't want to bother with him and simply closed the Taobao shop page.

She opened her contact list and found a good friend who used to like holding outdoor activities. "Old He, long time no see. What are you doing?"

"I'm preparing a grand outdoor gathering and will send some symbolic gifts in the end. " Old He said from the other side.

"I'll go back to my hometown and continue the fan industry passed down from my ancestors. Do you want to support me and order a batch of fans?" Su Xinyue didn't treat him as an outsider and directly said.

"I'll consider how many fans I want to order. I'll call you back later. " Old He didn't push the matter.

"Okay, I'll wait for your reply. " Su Xinyue hung up the phone.

When Su Xinyue looked up, she saw Uncle Hu, Hu Dahai. Uncle Hu looked at her and asked, "Who is this?"

"He's Meng Tianheng. He's helping me plan and operate. " Su Xinyue introduced him.

"Meng Tianheng's surname is Meng. " Uncle Hu said.

"Hello Uncle Hu, I heard Xiaoyue mention you. I'm Meng Tianheng, the creative director of M brand. " Meng Tianheng was very modest in front of Uncle Hu and Uncle Liu.

"It's really good to be able to help. I'll go and take a look at your Uncle Liu. " Uncle Hu didn't say anything and walked toward the production workshop.

"Brother Liu, I'm here to see you. " Uncle Hu shouted as soon as he entered.

Uncle Liu raised his eyelids but did not make a sound.

"Brother Liu, don't be like this. You should at least say something. " Uncle Hu continued to ask.

"You went to run away to a client to help. " Uncle Liu said.

"Yes, sir. I'll do it right away. " Uncle Hu turned around and left after saying that.

Uncle Hu knew Uncle Liu's personality. He didn't say anything else. If he had the time, he might as well do something practical.

When he reached the door, Uncle Hu turned around and said, "Brother Liu. If I receive an order, will you be able to make it by yourself?"

"As long as you can get an order, you can go and find Lu Chenjun. " Uncle Liu said.

In the previous batch of people in the fan store, there were eight people who were known as the Eight Great Guardians. They were the pillars of the Fan Manor. Two of them had already passed away. Now, there were only six people left. With Uncle Liu and Liu Tianming at the head, the remaining people all had their own specialties in the various programs. Uncle Hu and Hu Dahai, who were in charge of the warehouse. Uncle Liu, who was in charge of making fan noodles, Liu Jinmo, and Lu Chenjun, who could also make fans. He was the youngest among them, and he rarely showed himself. Uncle Zhou, Zhou Hua, who was good at choosing materials, Uncle Zhao, who was good at processing bamboo materials, Zhao Mende, and the others.

"He's so secretive. Where can I find him? That means I have an idea. " Uncle Hu was about to leave when Uncle Liu said, "Go and help me find an order. Don't worry about no one else. I have a way to find that kid. "

"I got it. I'll go now. " Uncle Hu left like a gust of wind. Uncle Liu lowered his head and continued to make the shape of the fan bone. The room returned to normal.

In the front room, Meng Tianheng analyzed the data he had collected and finally listed thirteen data. Su Xinyue widened her eyes as she watched him perform a magic trick to concentrate the scattered information in the questionnaire into thirteen pieces. Meng Tianheng continued to bury his head in sorting and analyzing. "I want to turn this data into what we want. "