Sitting in the tea seat opposite Qin Yin, Jiang Qi's face turned pale as she had begun to worry about things that had nothing to do with her.
What is Jun Tangyue doing?
She clearly said that her card was frozen and asked her to temporarily help plug the hole.
She was also cautious and used the name of Sun Yao, a relatively inconspicuous suitor around her, to ask him to handle the matter properly.
However, as long as she came forward to do this, she was setting a time bomb for herself.
She was very aware of the power of the Mo family, and it would be a matter of time before she was found out.
However, it depends on whether the Mo family is willing to give her grandfather a small favor, so as to prevent the Jiang family from completely losing the foundation of the Qingliu family.
A few minutes later.
Zhou Wei reported seriously: "Little madam, we found it."
"Everyone here has received an anonymous transfer two days ago. I have deciphered the hacker's firewall and traced the initiator."
"It's Sun Yao, the youngest son of the Sun family. Coincidentally, Sun Yao also returned to China last week and was on the same flight as Miss Jiang Qi. When they were abroad, Mr. Sun and Miss Jiang were classmates, and they were her suitors."
Jiang Qi didn't expect that the dog next to Mo Yichen would not give any face to the Jiang family.
She looked at Zhou Wei angrily, her eyes cold:
"You are just a dog of the Mo family, how dare you slander me?"
"It's just some nameless speculation, can this count?"
Jiang Qi and Jun Tangyue are both smart people. Smart people will always get rid of themselves in a planned matter.
Leave no clues.
Qin Yin looked at Jiang Qi and was sure that she would say this.
However, no matter how clever they are, they still underestimate human nature!
The instigator's mouth is hard to pry.
The scapegoat's mouth was not so strict.
Qin Yin glanced at Mo Yichen, and after the two looked at each other in tacit understanding, they each continued to take a sip of tea.
No matter how you look, your posture is casual and lazy.
However, Mo Yichen glanced at Zhou Xing, and Zhou Xing understood and contacted Zhou Xing.
Zhou Xing is Zhou Xing's brother.
The two brothers have always been in the light and the other in the dark.
Zhou Xing operates this matter.
The Mo family couple naturally put this matter aside for now.
Qin Yin just sat on the tea seat, looking calmly at Jiang Qi's calm face.
She raised her hand slightly, picked up a cup of tea on the table, skimmed off the foam, blew on it, and then took a sip.
The cold girl's eyes were calm, but there was a bit of evil in her eyes: Zhou Wei was very good to her, she regarded him as a friend, and it was definitely not the turn of a fool to abuse and humiliate him.
She took note of this account! !
Qin Yin's pink lips curled up slightly: "What's Miss Jiang so anxious about?"
"Put Sun Yao's aside first."
"Now that I have ordered Miss Jiang again, I would like to ask which famous artist made the fine porcelain cups you brought back from country M?"
"Since ancient times, our country has been a big country in making porcelain, but I have never heard of it being imported from country M for just tea sets and porcelain cups!"
Qin Yin's words were already aggressive.
However, the expressions of the professors who received Jiang Qi's tea cup and porcelain at the tea banquet also changed.
They were obsessed with tea art. After seeing the tea cup, they only felt that it was beautifully made, but they ignored the fact that the tea cup was brought back from country M.
Of course, some people didn't confiscate it at all. They took it at first to show Mr. Jiang's face and threw it at their feet without opening it.
But now Qin Yin has said this.
Everyone had to take apart the tea sets and porcelain pieces one by one.
You won’t know if you don’t look at it, but you will be shocked when you look at it.
Under the tea cup and porcelain in the opened gift box, there is a seal inscribed in English.
The packaging gift box even has the logo of a big luxury brand.
The faces of the professors turned pale instantly.
Father Mo didn't give Mr. Jiang any face at all, and the tea set Jiang Qi sent was thrown at his feet.
At this moment, when someone opened it, he was so angry that his veins popped out:
"Jiang Qi, this so-called luxury jewelry brand has recently stolen Chinese culture without naming the origin of the culture, and openly sold it internationally. The whole country is boycotting it, but you are giving it away to us? What do you mean?"
Qin Yin originally didn't notice anything wrong with these porcelains.
At first, Jiang Qi mentioned that these porcelain teacup gifts came from country M.
And it was still fine celadon, so she was suspicious for a moment.
Coincidentally, what that international luxury brand stole was China's "celadon" soft culture.
So, Qin Yin just wrote it down quietly.
Later, after the tea fight ended, she took advantage of the opportunity to look up relevant information.
The celadon tea set modified by She brand was compared with the celadon fired by Chinese craftsmen.
Only then did I discover that a certain luxury brand wanted to imitate the firing method of my country’s “Jingdezhen Shadow Porcelain”.
However, the technology is not sophisticated enough, and even if the shape of the fired celadon has been tampered with, it is still far from one ten thousandth of the best "shadow celadon" among celadon.
Jiang Qi's heart palpitated. Seeing that the celadon she brought back from country M was criticized, she stood up with dissatisfaction:
"Uncle Mo, although this celadon is the essence of our country, no matter how good it is, it must go international and be recognized internationally to be truly good!"
"Qin Yin deliberately grabbed the luxury celadon jewelry I gave him. He is afraid that he has never been abroad and has never seen the world, which is why he is so angry that he feels that other countries are copying our culture."
"In my opinion, it is an honor for our country's national quintessence to be recognized and promoted internationally!"
"Mrs. Mo has never studied abroad, so maybe she doesn't have the inclusive mindset of a big country, right?"
Jiang Qi could not help but feel a bit of arrogance as she had studied abroad and had seen the world in every line of her words.
She heard Jun Tangyue mention that although Qin Yin was a top student in Qingbei, she was just a country bumpkin before she returned to Jun's family.
It’s normal if you haven’t seen the world.
Qin Yin stared at her proud eyebrows, feeling an angry and sad emotion in his heart.
The national essence of a great country is stolen for propaganda by other countries.
In the end, you still have to be proud of it?
She originally thought that Jiang Qi was the daughter of the Qingliu family, but she didn't want to study abroad, but she lost her country's capital.
She walked forward to Father Mo, picked up a celadon tea cup that had been tampered with design and was poorly made, held it between her jade fingers, and spoke slowly:
"Ms. Jiang also said that it is imitation. Taking it without asking is plagiarism. Stealing without signing our country's culture and tampering with the design without authorization is more shameful than stealing!"
"This celadon is stolen from the 'Shadow Celadon' from Jingdezhen, my country. The orthodox 'Shadow Celadon' is as green as lake water, as translucent as jade, with a thin body and thick glaze, and a correct shape."
"The glaze embryo of shadow celadon is very thin, and the green shadow will show through. Generally, the small cups in the set will be engraved with patterns. This is the carving technique of the craftsman using half-knife and clay. The carving is done when the texture is still semi-dry. The details are consistent with The overall harmonious beauty will emerge spontaneously!”
"And the one in front of me not only doesn't show any green shadow, but the patterns on the thin embryo are obviously not carved.
Instead, it is molded with embryonic clay and pasted on, which makes the wall of the shadow celadon cup thicker and greatly reduces its beauty. "
"In terms of design, the set of small cups does not have tea handles, but this cup has reduced tea handles and made two handles protruding from the rim of the cup. It is an obvious design only found in Western teapots."
"How dare you think that such a tea cup is promoting our country's culture?"
Qin Yin smiled slightly, his eyes gradually becoming cold.
It gives people the illusion that life and death are unpredictable.
Every bit of her analysis matched the tampered celadon.
For a time, the live broadcast room became even more noisy.
"Let me go, she doesn't even know about the recent big opposition against a certain luxury brand stealing our country's porcelain culture? Doesn't she leave her brain abroad when she goes abroad?"
"Tsk, tsk, you claim to be the daughter of a noble family, but now you look at it, you must be a dirty one..."
"Am I the only one who thinks Qin Yin is awesome? Jingdezhen Film Celadon is considered a niche culture.
If it hadn't been stolen by other countries recently, I wouldn't have known about such an unpopular porcelain culture. She can actually talk about it, which makes me suspect that she not only understands it, but can also make it herself! "
"I originally thought Jiang Qi would be a generous daughter if she lost the tea fight and accepted her defeat, but what she just said really stinks to me and has turned the whole Jiang family into a bad person."
"I don't know why, but seeing her like that, I think it's not impossible to suspect that she is teaming up with that Sun Yao to blackmail YM Cosmetics, just waiting for my sister Yin to slap her in the face."
"My sister Yin married into a rich family, drank green tea, and abused his daughter. She is so handsome!"
Jiang Qi never expected that the reputation of the Qingliu literary family that she was so proud of would completely collapse in this moment.
Mr. Jiang stood up even more reluctantly.
She smashed the celadon cup marked with a foreign logo that she gave her.
Mr. Jiang was so angry that his gray beard stood up: "Jiang Qi, based on what you just said, you are not worthy of being the daughter of the Jiang family!"
"Not worthy of being a Chinese."
"Have you forgotten all the teachings I have given you over the years when you went to study abroad?"
The porcelain cup fell to the ground and made a crackling sound!
Amidst the shattering sound, Mr. Jiang stepped forward and gave her another hard slap on the ear.
Jiang Qi stood there, feeling her head buzzing.
The hatred for Qin Yin in my heart skyrocketed!
However, her despair did not end yet.
At the tea banquet porch, the tall and mighty Zhou Xing suddenly appeared with a man escorted by him, and quickly approached...
Jiang Qi took a breath.
That's...Sun Yao! !
Next to Sun Yao was a well-maintained old woman, his mother, Mrs. Yao.
At the same time, Jun Sijin's pupils shrank suddenly when he saw Yao. This Yao was also one of the noble ladies in Beijing.
And the YM beauty cream he bought for Tangtang was bought from this Yao family.
Tangtang had been arguing before, but she didn't touch the cosmeceutical cream.
Jun Sijin himself has never even opened it.
But Yao's appearance at this moment made him feel a little relieved.
Tangtang didn't do it, he didn't do it.
So, what about Yao who sold the cosmeceutical cream to himself?
Jun Tangyue naturally knows about the YM beauty cream sold by Yao.
So, Jun Tangyue saw the right opportunity, approached Jun Sijin's side, reached out and grasped the big palm of the fourth brother, her fingertips dug into his palm, and the five fingers interlocked.
Then she raised her weak and pale face and looked into Jun Sijin's dry and cold eyes:
"Fourth brother, please trust Tangtang for the last time, okay?"
At that moment, Jun Sijin felt as if the blood all over his body had suddenly stagnated, and even his expression could not hide his dull indifference.
He lowered his eyes and stared closely at Jun Tangyue's innocent eyes.
His eyes were heavy, as if something was falling on his throat, and his Adam's apple was slowly rolling.
Finally, he said hoarsely: "...No, okay."
This time, he abandoned rational logic.
I chose intuition.
Jun Tangyue's innocent and flattering smile froze on her face.
