Feast of Flowers: 53. Shu brocade

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"Is everything okay?" Hua Jin stared at the screen for a few seconds, "Then you get closer to the camera and let me take another look."

"It's not good to look too close to the camera and make your face look bigger." Pei Yan turned his head and said, "It's really okay. Don't worry blindly."

"Okay, okay, you are naturally beautiful. You look good no matter how you take the photo." Hua Jin coaxed, "Come closer and let me see." The man became childish, no different from a child.

Pei Yan sighed helplessly and approached the camera for a few seconds: "It's really nothing, you should go to bed early."

After confirming that his eyes were not injured, Hua Jin yawned: "When you are so red, I would have thought you had cried secretly."

"What are you thinking about..." Pei Yan stood up and said, "I'm going to take a shower and hang up."

"Then...good night."

"Wait!"

"What's wrong?" Hua Jin raised her phone and lay flat on the bed. What she saw was Pei Yan's gentle eyes.

"No, it's nothing. Have a good dream. I will be very, very good to you in the future." Pei Yan looked at Hua Jin and wanted to reach out and hold her in his arms, "Don't worry."

Hua Jin was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Good night."

After hanging up the video, Pei Yan leaned back on the sofa and reached out to cover his eyes. He didn't know what Hua Jin had experienced, nor what kind of bullying she had suffered. Just those few sentences of records had made his heart feel like a knife.

Seven years ago, Hua Jin was not yet eighteen years old. She came to this city from a remote mountain village. How uneasy and hesitant she must have been. She didn’t even have a few close friends of the same age, so she wrote down her emotions in a cold online diary.

"Mr. Pei?" Seeing Pei Yan leaning back on the sofa, the maid thought he was drunk, so she approached and asked, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Pei Yan's voice was hoarse and he didn't put down the hand covering his eyes: "Go and rest."

"Then let the chef make you a bowl of midnight snack?" The maid was a little worried. Mr. Pei looked like this. Did he have a quarrel with his girlfriend? Mr. Pei is not very good at getting along with girls, so it is possible that he might make them unhappy.

"No need." Pei Yan shook his head slowly, "I can't eat it."

The maid couldn't say anything more, so she could only say: "Mr. Pei, don't keep it in your heart if you have something to worry about. The most fearful thing between lovers is anger. Things that can be explained clearly in two or three sentences can only be expressed through anger. If you get angry, you won’t be able to get off the stage. Things like relationships don’t necessarily have to be about winning or losing. If the relationship is gone, you will lose even if you win.”

"I know, thank you, go and have a rest." Pei Yan put down the hand covering his eyes, and the phone rang at this moment.

My eyes were so red and she still said it was okay. When the maid saw that Pei Yan was staring at the phone with a very ugly look on her face, she wisely walked away. She was afraid that with her as an outsider present, Mr. Pei would not be able to get off the stage and the quarrel with his girlfriend would get worse. sharp.

Pei Yan didn't notice that the helper had left. He pressed the connect button, and the voice that had been processed by the voice changer came out from the phone again.

"Mr. Pei, how does it feel to be deceived by a woman?"

"Get out!" Pei Yan said expressionlessly, "It seems that I have been too talkative recently, which gave a gutter rat like you an opportunity to play tricks."

After hanging up the phone, Pei Yan sent the number to his assistant.

Xu Si smashed the voice changer and mobile phone and threw them into the trash can. He flushed the mobile phone card into the toilet. Then with trembling hands, he opened the chat group of his friends and pretended to be happily chatting with everyone. .

She handled this matter very carefully, and it was impossible for Pei Yan to find out. What's more, at this time, what he cares about most is Hua Jin's sweetheart, not the person who told him the truth.

After thinking about this, Xu Si had a good night's sleep. But this good mood only lasted until she went out in the morning and met Pei Yan.

Looking at the black vehicle blocking her sports car, Xu Si thought she had met someone who wanted to kidnap her, so she held the steering wheel tightly and did not dare to get out of the car.

"Ms. Xu, the sunshine is perfect today, please come and talk to us." A man walked out of the black car with a gentle smile and polite words and deeds. But the moment Xu Si saw his appearance clearly, he couldn't help but His whole body trembled.

Why is Pei Yan's assistant here? Has Pei Yan already discovered...

Xu Si was so angry that he gritted his teeth. Was he sick? He was cuckolded by his girlfriend and did not pursue the issue, but he came to trouble her? He gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart, but he had to force a smile on his face. She opened the car door and said with a natural expression: "I don't know if you are looking for me, or..."

"Of course Mr. Pei." The assistant smiled politely, "Miss Xu, please come with me."

"Our Xu family has had business dealings with the Pei family for many years. Although the younger generations don't have much friendship, when Grandpa Pei was still alive, I had dinner with him..."

The assistant ignored what Xu Si said. He took Xu Si into a teahouse. The teahouse was silent. Xu Si followed the assistant, crossed the lobby, and came to the door of a private room.

The door of the elegant room was ajar. Xu Si took a step back unconsciously. She looked up and saw a name tag hanging on the elegant room with the word "Don't say anything" written on it. It was obviously just a simple name of the elegant room, but she felt that it was implicit. The meaning was so frightening that cold sweat broke out on my palms.

"Ms. Xu?" The assistant smiled gently at her, opened the door and bowed slightly, "Please."

The door of the private room slowly opened, and Xu Si looked up and saw Pei Yan sitting in the main seat. The aroma of tea lingered in the room, and two tea doctors knelt down on the futon to pour tea. They saw her get up, put down the tea set, and exit the private room.

"Mr. Pei..." Xu Si felt cold all over. Two ladies in professional suits passed her and walked to both sides to sit down.

"My girlfriend doesn't like me being alone with other women, so I hired two assistants to accompany me. Miss Xu, do you mind?" Pei Yan raised her head and pointed to the seat below, "Miss Xu, Please take a seat."

Xu Si forced out a stiff smile and sat down where Pei Yan pointed. She didn't know how much Pei Yan had found, so she didn't dare to speak rashly.

"I heard that many long-lived people have one characteristic, that is, they never meddle in other people's business." Pei Yan turned the tea cup in his hand and said without even looking at Xu Si: "I don't know what Miss Xu knows. Don’t you understand this?”

Xu Si's body trembled uncontrollably, and she grabbed the edge of her skirt with her hands, barely suppressing her fear: "I'm not sure what Mr. Pei meant by this."

A cup of tea was placed in front of her. It was brought by the female assistant sitting on her right. This female assistant had a cold appearance and had a killer feel about her. Xu Si stretched out the hand to serve the tea and retracted it.

"I wonder where my Hua Jin offended Miss Xu, making you go to such great lengths to deal with her?" Pei Yan sneered while stroking the tea cup, "Huh?!"

"I don't understand what Mr. Pei means." Xu Si gritted his teeth and resisted the pressure, "I have no enmity with Miss Hua, why should I deal with her?"

"Yes, she has no grievances against you. Why are you working so hard for it?" Pei Yan suddenly lowered his face and put the teacup in his hand heavily on the table. Xu Si, who was already extremely frightened, couldn't bear it. Stop screaming.

"Miss Xu is bold and careful, so what are you afraid of?" Pei Yan sneered, "Xu Si, ten years ago you used your family's power to bully your classmates. I didn't expect that you would still be stubborn in ten years. I My girlfriend, I know very well whether it’s okay or not. Do I need you to tell me what to do?”

"Why do you think I bully those classmates?" The boundless fear turned into anger. Xu Si wiped the tears from the fright on his face, "Obviously we are of the same class, but you compare yourself to those shabby female classmates?" Even better to me, that ugly and homely girl in the class wrote you a love letter and was discovered by others. Everyone was laughing at her, but you said that the person who laughed at her was wrong and asked other students not to bully her. What on earth am I In what way are you inferior to them, and you are not even willing to look at me again?"

"Don't use the excuse of having a crush on me to cover up your past mistakes." Pei Yan said expressionlessly, "Those classmates are better than you in every aspect except that their family background is not as good as yours. How can you compare with them?"

"Yes, I am worthless in your eyes." Xu Si sobbed, "It's a pity that the woman you like has another man in your heart. How are you better than me?"

Pei Yan looked at her without speaking.

Emotionally broken by Pei Yan's look, Xu Si pushed away the female assistant who was standing in front of her and cursed: "Pei Yan, you are just a loser. You have been cuckolded by your own woman, and you only dare to cause trouble for me. . The gangsters on the street know how to fight for their lives when someone robs their women, but you are not even as good as a gangster!"

So many years of unwillingness and fear made Xu Si lose control of his emotions: "So what if you have countless wealth, the most important man in Hua Jin's heart is still not you!"

"Xu Si." Pei Yan stood up and put his hands behind his back with a cold expression, "I called you here today to inform you of something."

Xu Si opened his eyes wide, his sense gradually returned, and his eyes were gradually occupied by fear.

"You take care of yourself, the Xu family's business may not be easy to do next." After saying these words, Pei Yan stopped looking at her, turned around and walked out.

"You can't do this." Xu Si reached out to grab Pei Yan, but was stopped by two female assistants.

Pei Yan turned to look at her: "Miss Xu, I'm sorry that you didn't listen to me when I warned you yesterday." Seeing Xu Si desperately reaching for his hand, Pei Yan took a few steps back , "There is no intimacy between men and women. Miss Xu, please respect yourself."

The assistant opened the door as if he had not seen everything in the room: "Mr. Pei, the flowers you ordered have been delivered."

"Yes." Pei Yan pulled on her clothes and said, "Put the car in order and I'll pick up my girlfriend."

"Pei Yan!" Xu Si shouted Pei Yan's name heartbreakingly, "If Hua Jin doesn't like you all his life, wouldn't you feel unwilling to do so?"

"I'm happy to." Pei Yan strode away without looking back.

"He is willing...he is willing..." Xu Si sat on the ground in a daze, crying and laughing for a long time, his makeup stained with tears.

Hua Jin had already guessed that the embroiderer who could cooperate with Mark must be a famous figure in the embroidery world. But when she actually met these embroiderers, she suddenly realized that her imagination was too poor.

These embroiderers are all big bosses. Sitting with them, Hua Jin wished she could take out her phone and take some photos with them.

The famous embroidery masters did not expect that there would be such a young girl among them.

The master of Hunan embroidery said with a smile: "You all say that Old Man Xu's apprentice Yan Ke is the youngest among us. When Comrade Xiaohua comes today, the youngest throne will be handed over to her."

The masters all laughed, and instead of putting on airs because Hua Jin was young, they asked her in a friendly manner which embroidery school she had learned.

“My teacher used to be an embroiderer at Shu Embroidery Factory. Later, when the embroidery factory closed down, he opened his own studio and began to combine the strengths of various stitching techniques. I was fortunate enough to learn some of her stitching techniques, so I mainly learned This is Shu style needlework, and I only have a superficial understanding of the specialties of other embroidery schools." Speaking of this, Hua Jin smiled modestly at the masters, "I also ask all the masters for your guidance. If I do something inappropriate, please let me know. Feel free to criticize."

“How can you be so humble at such a young age?” The Guangdong embroidery master sitting next to the Hunan embroidery master is a slightly fat woman in her fifties. She wears a loose long skirt, has fair skin, and has a particularly kind smile. , "We older people have more experience, and you young people have more vivid brains. This is called matching old and young, so you don't get tired of working."

As soon as Yan Ke walked to the door, he heard laughter and laughter in the lounge. He secretly wondered, could everyone have arrived?

Pushing the door open and walking in, he saw Hua Jin sitting and joking with the Guangdong embroidery master, and thought he was dazzled: "Why are you here?"

Hua Jin sat up straight, saw the person clearly, stood up and said hello: "Teacher Yan."

"Yan Ke, come and sit down quickly. This is the Huajin embroidery master, who is best at Shu embroidery stitching. You are both young people, and you will have a common language together." The master of Guangdong embroidery saw Yan Ke and asked him to sit down.

"Teacher, I met the flower embroidery master once." Yan Kepi said with a smile, "I didn't expect that we would meet again after a few months."

Hua Jin twitched her lips in embarrassment. How could she have expected that at the traditional art and culture exhibition a few months ago, Pei Yan casually said that her embroidery was no worse than Master Xu's, and that she would be criticized by Master Xu's disciples? Did you hear that? Thinking of this, she smiled at Yan Ke.

"So you know each other?" the Guangdong embroidery master said with a smile, "That would be even better. We can also discuss and discuss cooperation in the future."

Yan Ke glanced at Hua Jin: "You are right."

Hua Jin wanted to take this opportunity to compliment Yan Ke a few more times, but she didn't know that Mark walked in with his assistant, so she had to swallow her words.

"It's really troublesome for all of you, teachers, to have to walk hard today." Mark came in and said a few polite words, met Hua Jin's eyes, smiled at her and nodded.

Yan Ke noticed Mark's eyes and turned to look at Hua Jin.

"The proofing of the exhibition clothes is in the next room. Teachers, please come with me." Mark valued this fashion conference very much, so he also respected the embroidery artists present.

Hua Jin walked behind several masters. Yan Ke, who was walking next to her, suddenly smiled and said: "Hua Jin, the master of embroidery, is indeed very powerful."

Hua Jin glanced at him inexplicably. Sudden compliments always make people uneasy.

But Yan Ke had no intention of explaining. He took long steps and walked past her to the front.

Hua Jin: "..."

A man’s heart is like a needle in the sea.

After reading the clothing samples, Hua Jin chose a strapless floor-length evening dress and was responsible for the embroidery of this style. But in order to achieve the best embroidery effect, Hua Jin made a suggestion to Mark, that is, it is best to use Shu brocade as the main fabric of the clothing, so that the clothing and embroidery patterns can be perfectly integrated.

"I trust the embroidery artist's judgment." Mark did not hesitate for too long, "I will arrange for someone to purchase the best Sichuan brocade. I wonder if the embroidery artist has any suggestions in this regard?"

"The most natural Sichuan brocade is woven from mulberry silk. Only the healthiest and flawless silkworm cocoons can be woven into brocade." Hua Jin said, "Shu brocade has different weaving methods, and the finished products are all the same. They are different, some are as thin as cicada wings, some are like light flowing in the dark night, and some are extremely luxurious. I am afraid only you, Mr. Mark, know what kind of brocade is suitable for the dress in your heart."

"If the embroiderer doesn't mind, why don't we have a lunch together and have a detailed discussion on the clothing fabrics." Mark smiled softly and said, "Please ask the embroiderer if you can give me some thin noodles."

"Sorry." Hua Jin smiled back, her smile was very soft, but she refused without mercy: "I already have an appointment at noon."