Su Qingluan and Mu Xingzhi talked about many miscellaneous ideas, giving full play to the subjective initiative of a black-hearted Party A, mainly showing that he was picky.
However, Mu Xingzhi acted as if those requests were not made to him. He wrote down all the requirements verbatim with a calm face. He only said that he could come and see the design samples in three days - after all, it was only ten days in total. The time is also very urgent.
Su Qingluan raised her head suspiciously: "...You just passed on these requests, and there are other people doing the work, right?"
Mu Xingzhi was stunned for a rare moment, obviously not expecting Su Qingluan's thinking to make such a big leap.
Su Qingluan continued talking on her own: "It makes sense. No matter how reasonable a person is about my demands, he will get angry and ask for more money. You are so calm and calm. You must have just ordered not to work... …”
Mu Xingzhi did not expect that her focus would be here - of course, as an ancient person, he would not understand the resentment of modern society towards the black-hearted Party A - so he smiled and said: "I have said it before, what you call The 'reward' has been paid."
"So there must be some hidden message on that package that needs to be conveyed." Su Qingluan curled her lips.
Seeing that Mu Xingzhi was noncommittal, she stopped asking further questions and brought up a new request this time: "I plan to add some flowers and fruits to this series." The flowers are real flowers, but the fruits are peels, "So I hope that the design pattern will follow this direction, and the packaging of the other three jams will be independent but unified."
"What does 'independence and unity' mean?"
"For these three new jams, the outer packaging design should make each one look like a painting independently, but together they can be spliced into a new picture. In addition, the patterns should also have some light or dark patterns. For example, the previous series 'Four Seasons' used the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter as the connection."
But that time, in order to match the target customer - specifically Mrs. Xie - the appearance and container were very simple. Not only the pattern design was simple, but also only a pure white background color was used, making it look very plain.
Even the patterns are black and white outlined in ink. Only the name of each jam is made into a seal shape in red letters and placed in the corner, like an ink signature.
Mu Xingzhi's eyes lit up: "This idea is quite novel."
Su Qingluan said in her heart, you think it's novel because I have time bonus. This is how all modern limited-edition blind boxes work. As long as the word "limited" is typed, people who pursue "speciality" will definitely take the bait.
What those wealthy and idle people lack is the opportunity to show off their "specialness". In this case, she will satisfy them and make every jam "special" and "limited".
After finalizing a few more details, Su Qingluan looked at the sky: "It's late, I have to go back." She was about to walk out the door.
At this time, Su Qingluan heard Mu Xingzhi's voice behind him: "That story... did anyone survive in the end?"
Su Qingluan paused and turned back to look at Mu Xingzhi.
She stood at the door and looked at Mu Xingzhi against the light. As time goes by, the direction of the sunlight begins to tilt westward, making the indoor light darker and darker.
Su Qingluan couldn't see clearly the expression on the face of the person opposite her. She only felt that his eyes were fixed on her, with an expression that she couldn't understand.
After a pause, Su Qingluan nodded gently: "Although most people died in pain, there are still a few people who survived."
"Who are the people who survived...?"
"Servants who are not usually favored or treated with caution, relatives and friends who are not eager to communicate with each other, and those who have never learned about this magical luminous pearl powder from the beginning - in short, the farther the distance and the less contact, the easier it is The more you survive, the less likely you are to contract those strange and terrifying diseases.”
For a moment, the air seemed to be stagnant. After an unknown amount of time, Mu Xingzhi's deep voice came from the inner room: "So... if we are at the same distance, what kind of people will be more vulnerable to harm?"
"...Why do you ask this?" Su Qingluan was a little alert.
She didn't think Mu Xingzhi was some innocent little white flower, but whether she was an ostrich or deceiving herself and others, she didn't want to participate in other people's struggles no matter how tragic they were.
So it’s fine for others to scheme against each other however they want, but they can’t use the methods they have learned here.
Although Su Qingluan didn't say anything, Mu Xingzhi saw that she was so nervous and had obviously guessed her worries, so he said: "Qingluan, don't worry. Even if I want to plan something, I won't use this method." A means that is not within our control."
Su Qingluan was shocked: He actually said it so openly!
Should we say that he is open-minded, or that he is confident?
Probably both - but Su Qingluan believes that the biggest reason is that in Mu Xingzhi's eyes, she and the entire Su family have become part of his sphere of influence, but they do not pose a threat. So "this level" of information is disdainful of lying.
Now that his little thoughts have been exposed, there is no need to hold on any longer, and it would be better to further educate people on the dangers of the so-called "Night Pearl" to make them more wary of this gadget.
So Su Qingluan turned around and walked back: "Actually, before Liniang showed those terrible symptoms, someone had symptoms earlier - but it was not a human, but a raccoon slave she kept by her side."
Mu Xingzhi nodded when he heard this: "Even if it is poison, it is much easier to kill a mouse than a person."
Su Qingluan endured it after hearing this, but still couldn't hold it back: "Please don't say shocking words in such a calm tone."
Mu Xingzhi smiled slightly when he heard this: "Is it possible that until now, Qingluan still thinks that I am a humble gentleman and bright as a bright moon?"
The corner of Su Qingluan's mouth twitched: Ever since it was revealed that "Mu Xingzhi" was a vest, this guy really didn't even bother to pretend - but the only part he didn't pretend to be was his increasingly bad-tempered character, and what other information was there? None were disclosed.
"...No matter how bad your character is, please respect your own settings outside, okay?" Oh my God, she really misses the Mu Xingzhi she first met now...Forget it, the first time she met him was too much. It’s better not to miss him after he passes away, Su Qingluan thought expressionlessly.
Mu Xingzhi smiled slightly and brought the topic back from its drift: "So in fact, this kind of 'Night Pearl' can actually be regarded as a kind of potent poison that is instantaneous to death on contact?"
Su Qingluan couldn't help but sneer after hearing the words: "Poison? That's something too mild compared to Ye Mingzhu."
