Song Zhencheng looked at Song Siyuan dotingly. He knew that this daughter had many evil ideas, and she looked forward to the follow-up.
"Dad, I was thinking that since you are the honorary president of the Federation of Foreign Businessmen, why don't you give Boss Niu a message and replace the Jin Yuqi's broken sign?"
"Well, that's great, but if you want dad's calligraphy treasure, it's not free!"
Song Zhencheng seemed to have something to say, and Song Siyuan immediately understood:
"I know, how about I cook tonight and help you wash away the dust?"
"make a deal!"
Diplomatic ambassador abroad and president of the Federation of Foreign Businessmen, neither of these two identities is accessible to him. A single word may not be valuable, but the meaning behind it is priceless!
New Delu understood that from now on, his identity was no longer that of a flat-headed merchant, and that he had a backer, so no one who came to the teahouse would dare to cause trouble. He was so happy that he quickly asked his waiter to find rice paper, and polished ink himself to serve him.
The Song family was originally from a scholarly family, so calligraphy was not a problem for him. Chatting several strokes were vigorous and sharp.
Tsk tsk, Fuxian Teahouse will no longer be the ordinary teahouse it once was!
When Mrs. Song saw Song Zhencheng finishing the inscription, she looked at her daughter tenderly:
"Siyuan, since the matter is over, why not follow us back."
The way Yue Guanchao looked at Gu Shunyi, Song Siyuan's graceful and elegant eyebrows just followed hers. As for his personality, he was like Foreign Minister Song, who was more straightforward, free and easy.
Song Siyuan is so independent-minded, of course she will not follow their wishes:
"Mom and Dad, my friend and I have other things to deal with. I will go back when I'm done. You two don't have to worry. My friend is very good at martial arts."
"Then mom really doesn't care about you. Come back by yourself."
The moment Gu Shunyi and Foreign Minister Song turned their heads, they looked at Yue Guanchao up and down with their gentle eyes.
His heart pounded... Why did he feel guilty about being caught by his mother-in-law? He quickly turned his head away and glanced around.
"Master-in-law, Miss Song, and this little brother, please take a seat."
Niudelu looked outside the hall and waved to Fusheng who was standing outside the alley, and he quickly ran into the hall.
"You did a good job today. Let's wait until I'm done with this. Go ahead and pack your things. A lot of things were broken in our store."
"okay!"
Niudelu was always a good person. Seeing that Song Siyuan and the others were staying, he knew he had to talk about business and hurriedly led them to the office on the third floor.
"Master-in-law, seeing if you're going to stay or not, is there something else important?"
Song Siyuan looked at him: "Originally, it was us who should apologize to you. We expected that they would take action, but we came a step too late and let them destroy your store."
Mr. Niu understood. He suffered a slight loss today, but the road ahead would be much easier in the future. He was willing to pretend to be confused:
"Hey, what did I think? We tell you that even if you build a thatched hut, you can entertain guests. As long as you don't take away the new ones, I, New Delu, have plenty of ways to make up for the losses."
"Besides, we are friends in times of need. Today, Foreign Minister Song gave us a gift of calligraphy, which can be regarded as an advantage. It's too late for me to be happy, so how could I be angry?"
"That's good!"
Seeing that Niudelu didn't care, Song Siyuan decided to help him again:
"Master Niu, your teahouse is indeed supported by new ones now, but sooner or later the customers will get tired of looking at it, and they may not make the same mistakes again in the future. I have a way to make you invincible!"
"Miss Song is indeed a heroine. I am willing to hear the details."
"In the past half month, I have written many new stories based on "Youyang Miscellanies", "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio", "Sou Shen Ji", etc. I want to give them all to you. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will continue to give them to you. You update these.”
As soon as these words came out, New Delu was so happy that he slapped his thigh several times and sat up from the boss' chair.
"Seriously? You, Song Qianjin, are my reborn parents. The art industry is most afraid of running out of talents. With a talented and talented lady like you in charge, I don't have to worry about running out of literary ideas."
Song Siyuan waved her hand to signal him to calm down:
"But what you have to consider now is how to stay at the forefront of folk art and prevent plagiarism. This storyteller can easily be copied by copycats, and if you are the only one making money, I'm afraid you will be jealous. When the time comes, there will be such a run I don’t know how much waiting there is, but if you don’t change your business strategy, you will only become the public enemy of folk art!”
"Sir, the student is willing to ask for advice."
New Delu finally understood that Song Siyuan's talents, knowledge, and family background were far superior to his. It was right to hold on tight to this girl, and it was not impossible to be a student of a girl like her.
"Turn your teahouse folk art into a guild!"
"You can set up a Folk Art Association under the name of Fuxian Tea House and share these new excerpts in the name of the Folk Art Association, but if you want to use these new excerpts, you must have your own set of access rules."
"I understand, it's just like a gang. You need to set rules for those who join."
Seeing that Niudelu quickly realized the truth, Song Siyuan nodded in approval:
"Yes, you can divide the Folk Art Federation into two parts, the Tea House Department and the Folk Art Department!"
"Manage all teahouse owners and storytellers who have joined the association. Only those who join the association can use the new discounts. If the teahouse owner wants to join the association, he must pay a considerable admission fee in advance."
"When the teahouse has trained storytellers, they can send storytellers to tell stories. The storytellers will keep the wages they get from the Folk Art Federation and other teahouses. The other party will get 50% of the reward, the storyteller will keep 30%, and the teahouse will take 20%. .”
