Whether you are a noble daughter or a commoner, you will always choose Yongxing Silk and Satin Factory for cutting clothes and measuring cloth.
It can be said that Yongxing Silk and Satin House has a monopoly on the silk fabric business in the city.
Yu Song also had a business acumen. In order to open up production and sales, he opened Yu Ji Embroidery Workshop and hired embroiderers in the city to work, which solved the problem of food and clothing for countless women.
For this reason, everyone in Tongcheng respected Mr. Yu very much, and they were more tolerant of Yu Weiyin's willfulness.
But in his previous life, Yu Weiyin didn't take this seriously and didn't want to make progress. He was just arrogant and domineering, riding horses wantonly on Rongguang Street and hurting people. This was in sharp contrast to the gentle and quiet Yu Chutian.
But little did they know that three people can become tigers, and many people can make a fortune.
Later, her reputation was completely ruined and she became a piece of trash that was trampled on by thousands of people and beaten by thousands of people. This was also due to the evil deeds she had planted previously.
She treats people too harshly.
Before entering, I saw Duan Lang, the manager of Yongxing Silk and Satin Factory, holding a piece of brocade and introducing the style to a group of noble ladies.
The brocade is a deep lake green, but it is embroidered with dense silver threads. When it is slightly illuminated by the sun, the bright starlight bursts out and shines brightly. It is like the gentle sparkling waves on the quiet blue pool.
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"This is blue silk brocade. The material is as smooth as water and does not feel cold to the touch. It is woven and embroidered by selecting the best satin from thousands of pieces of brocade..."
He was dressed in a green shirt, his hair was tied with wooden hairpins, his eyebrows were handsome, his voice was gentle, and he stood as tall as a twig of bamboo.
His tone was neither urgent nor slow, and his temperament was actually more graceful than that of a young master from an aristocratic family.
The girls' eyes were burning, and they listened to his explanation with serious expressions, but there was a hint of blush on their cheeks, and they stared at him in a daze.
I don't know who took the lead and shouted: "Master Duan, please pack three pieces of Bipin brocade for me!"
After that, the other women gradually became more excited and said happily: "Me too, I want three horses too!"
Duan Lang's brow expression did not change, he still had a gentle smile, and he responded to each call one by one. However, when he raised his eyes for a moment, he saw a master and a servant standing in front of the village. His heart tightened suddenly, and even his breathing began to become disordered.
His eyes fell on the woman in purple.
The smoke-like dress enveloped the man, with his slender shoulders standing like a graceful violet.
She tilted her head slightly, as if she were in a cloud that was so misty that no one could see clearly, and she could vaguely see her white, jade-like cheeks, emitting clear light.
Duan Lang's eyes were focused on the past, and he didn't care about the continuous shouting of the women around him. He raised his hand to call the waiter to take over.
"Wrap the cloth for all the ladies..." Then he strode across the threshold.
His pace was a little eager, but when he got close to Yu Weiyin, he returned to his former gentleness and calmness.
He bowed his hands and saluted Yu Weiyin, his tone still gentle, but if you listen carefully, you can find that his voice was trembling.
"Miss Yinyin, you are here."
Yu Weiyin stared at him quietly. He was tall, elegant, elegant and handsome, and indeed had the qualities to attract people.
Thinking of him limping, dragging his scarred body, and stepping out of the Yu Mansion full of hatred, Yu Weiyin's guilt surged into his heart again.
Duan Lang is two years older than her. Although he is an orphan, he has treated her very well since he was a child. She also treats him like an older brother in her heart.
But as they grew older, Yu Chutian and Zhao Wushan kept telling them in their ears: Duan Lang was just a domestic slave, not from the same world as them.
She listened more and saw that Duan Lang always responded to her requests and never disobeyed her, so she looked down upon him more and more.
Regret suddenly arose in his heart, and Yu Weiyin softened his voice and said, "Alang, don't be nervous, I'm here to see how the business of the silk and satin shop is going."
Duan Lang's chest trembled again, as if he was too surprised by Yu Weiyin's attitude, but for just a moment, he suppressed it again, regained his usual gentleness, and ordered someone to bring the account book.
But in his heart, strangely, a hint of honey-like sweetness welled up.
The young lady actually... actually spoke to herself with such a gentle voice?
Normally, Yu Weiyin would come to the silk and satin shop, but she would just ask him to choose the most fashionable materials to make a dress for her. She would be extremely impatient with him, and would often stare at him with her beautiful eyebrows twisted, as if he was some kind of dirt.
Like dust.
He was often hurt by her attitude, but he couldn't refuse her request, so he could only feel awkward in his heart.
Now, the depression in my heart seemed to be blown away by a breeze.
Duan Lang's handsome eyes flashed with a star-like light, and he took the account book from the clerk's hand, and then respectfully presented the account book to Yu Weiyin, "Miss Yinyin, the sun is shining now, you can go to the backyard to have a rest.
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"Shao Mo, please come in too."
Yu Weiyin introduced Shao Mo to Duan Lang who was behind him, and also gave a brief introduction to Duan Lang's life experience.
The two people's eyes met in the air, Duan Lang's eyes were smiling, and Shao Mo's eyes were deep, but there was a bit of smoke in them.
Shao Mo had a solemn face, his black eyes were filled with coldness. He nodded slightly and followed Yu Weiyin in.
Just then, Duan Lang looked at Yu Weiyin, and the admiration in his eyes was fleeting, but it was strong and hot, and he still captured it accurately.
He likes Yu Weiyin, maybe for a long time.
With that look in his eyes, a man can tell at one glance that he is completely happy for his sweetheart.
But for some reason, Shao Mo felt it was dazzling, and even the man in green shirt felt uncomfortable looking at it.
Duan Lang naturally saw the coldness in Shao Mo's eyes, but he didn't think much about it. He was just a newly arrived guard.
In the hall, Yu Weiyin was leaning on a carved wooden chair, while Yao Xiang had prepared snacks and tea.
"Alang, sit down." She nodded, flipping through the account book with her slender fingertips, and looked at it very carefully.
Duan Lang sat down obediently, his eyes unconsciously falling on the woman next to him. When he noticed it, he quickly moved his eyes away, and his ears turned slightly red.
"The business at the village is very good, both the income and the surplus are considerable. Alan, you are doing a great job!"
Duan Lang suppressed the joy in his heart and said: "It was the master who made the wise decision. Alang was just doing his own thing and it is not worth mentioning."
With slender fingers, he gently closed the account book. Yu Weiyin stared at him with her phoenix eyes, "You are also in charge of Yuji Embroidery Workshop?"
Duan Lang nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then shook his head, "Originally, I was in charge of it, but since last month, the master asked me to temporarily hand over the Yuji Embroidery Workshop to Aunt Liang and the Second Miss."
Yes, in her previous life, she may have inherited her mother's talent. Even if she didn't learn it deeply, she could actually embroider lifelike peonies with an embroidery needle.
At that time, my father really wanted to hand over the management of Yuji Embroidery Workshop to her, but she only liked to play in the streets and alleys, and did not want to be trapped in the boudoir. This was an advantage for Liang and her daughter.
"Miss Yinyin, do you want to see the account books of Yuji Embroidery Workshop? I heard that Yuji Embroidery Workshop has suffered some losses in the past few months. A batch of fabrics were eaten by insects, and the remaining fabrics are not fashionable enough. Even if they are made into clothes, I'm afraid they won't be able to
Sold, now it is under pressure to hold inventory.”
Yu Weiyin smiled and shook his head, "There's no need to read. Alang, you need to help me keep an eye on Yongxing Silk and Satin Factory and Yuji Embroidery Workshop from now on."
Although she was smiling, her eyes were filled with a mist of sadness.
Duan Lang looked worried and wanted to say something else, but the mist in the woman's eyes had long since dissipated, replaced by a bright light.