After telling Zhuang Rui these things, Yu Zhengjun said seriously to Zhuang Rui: "Boss Zhuang, although my brother Xu is a bit dull, he is definitely not bad-minded. What happened this time is that I want to help him make some money."

, I made the decision, please don’t make it difficult for the Qing Dynasty..."

Zhuang Rui laughed when he heard this and waved his hands repeatedly: "Boss Yu, you have misunderstood. I came here just to get to know Mr. Xu. There is no other meaning. By the way, you said that Mr. Xu can't turn around his funds now?"

When Zhuang Rui mentioned this, Boss Yu's face suddenly showed a sad look, and he sighed and said: "Oh, he can't even call it a turnaround. The whole thing is completely depleted. The wife has gone back to her parents' home, and the children

I paid for all the money for college..."

"How could this happen? Doesn't Mr. Xu still have some wealth?"

Zhuang Rui was stunned for a moment, thinking that this master had already reached the end of his rope?

Yu Zhengjun sighed and said: "Old Xu doesn't know how to run a business. He was defrauded of more than three million yuan a few years ago. For three or four years, the factory had no output value. At that time, he still had to maintain it.

A bunch of people...

In addition, he often spends money to buy raw materials for making porcelain. He even sold the house that his father built. Now the workers have run away and he has moved to the factory by himself. I don’t understand.

Although the things are made authentically, they can’t be sold at a high price in China, so why does he insist on making this stuff?”

"Mr. Zhuang, don't forget that I am too old and dishonest. Qing Guo and I have known each other since we were kids. We have known each other since we were wearing crotchless pants. However, I can't help him with this matter. This is a bottomless pit, and I can't fill it.

hole……"

After hearing Yu Zhengjun's explanation, Zhuang Rui realized that the things made by Xu Guoqing were never sold. They were given to anyone who liked them. How much had been leaked out over the years?

But the cost of making this object is extremely high. Each one costs almost fifty to sixty thousand, not counting those that are ruined. He can't bear to sit back and have nothing, no matter how rich he is.

Xu Guoqing's wife used to support his hobby, but as her trouser pockets became deflated day by day, she refused to listen to Xu Guoqing's advice several times and simply ran back to her parents' home.

Now that Xu Guoqing's factory was almost unable to use electricity, he also came to his senses, so he sorted out dozens of fine ceramics that had been fired over the years and entrusted Yu Zhengjun to sell them.

Yu Zhengjun met a *** customer some time ago and took a fancy to Xu Guoqing's factory. However, Xu Guoqing was unwilling to sell it at all, and ended up breaking up on bad terms. It was precisely because of this incident that Xu Guoqing

Only then did Guo Qing take out dozens of works he had collected and gave them to Yu Zhengjun to sell.

However, Xu Guoqing's original intention was to sell these items as modern handicrafts. He did not expect that Yu Zhengjun changed hands and sold them to Li Dali. If they had not fallen into Zhuang Rui's hands, these items might have been sold there.

Auctioned on the black market.

…

"Mr. Zhuang, this is Lao Xu's factory. Now many people are eyeing this land..."

After dinner, a group of people, led by Yu Zhengjun, drove to Xu Guoqing's ceramics factory. His factory was not far from the county seat. After driving for about twenty minutes, you could see the factory wall.

It occupies a large area. It seems that Xu Guoqing's factory is really at the end of its rope. The lime and cement outside the wall have fallen off, revealing the red bricks from the 1980s inside. The roots of the wall are covered with weeds.

Grass, a scene of defeat.

Back then, Xu Guoqing's father chose this place to build a factory because it was surrounded by crop fields and the land was cheap. However, now that it is surrounded by residential areas and streets, placing this factory here seems a bit out of place.

"Old Xu, Old Xu, open the door quickly..."

After parking the car at the entrance of the factory, Yu Zhengjun smashed the rusty door. Several dog barks suddenly came from inside the door, but after hearing Yu Zhengjun's voice, it immediately turned into a low voice.

of whimpering.

"This guy can't even afford to keep a dog anymore, ugh..."

Yu Zhengjun took the leftovers that he had just packaged in his hand and gestured. Only then did Zhuang Rui understand what Boss Yu meant by asking the waiter to package them after finishing his meal.

"This guy doesn't know what he's doing anymore. Boss Zhuang, don't worry, I'll call him right away..."

After waiting at the door for five or six minutes, there was no movement inside. Yu Zhengjun quickly picked up his mobile phone and dialed. After the call was connected, the guy yelled and asked Xu Guoqing to open the door quickly.

"Lao Yu, you brought some food for Dahuang, can't you just throw it in through the door? Why did you have to ask me to come over?"

Xu Guoqing's temper was slow enough. After the call was connected, he still waited for another seven or eight minutes before he heard footsteps and voices coming from inside the door.

As the iron door made a tooth-aching sound, a middle-aged man with long hair, a slovenly beard, and thick glasses appeared in front of several people.

This middle-aged man's hair is very distinctive. At first glance, it is divided into three colors: white, red and blue. Zhuang Rui looked at it carefully and saw that it was stained with dye. It seemed that this man must be busy with something.

.

However, this image is far from the master in Zhuang Rui's mind. He is just a decadent old boy. This image does not need to be dressed up, but it is comparable to the American hippies of the 1970s and 1980s.

The middle-aged man raised his eyes and looked at Zhuang Rui and others, then turned to look at Yu Zhengjun and said: "Old Yu, didn't I tell you? The factory is not for sale but for rent. My laboratory cannot be moved.

Yes, if you want to rent it, you will not rent it to *** people. The porcelain making craftsmanship of *** little *** is still stolen from us back then..."

When Zhuang Rui and others heard this, they were all amused by Xu Guoqing. They were convinced that this was a patriotic and angry young man.

"Old Xu, apart from being normal when you are making porcelain, can you also be normal at ordinary times?"

Yu Zhengjun was a little helpless towards his old friend. After pouring the food he packed into the basin at the door, he said: "Old Xu, I mentioned to you that this is Mr. Zhuang, who specially came from ***

You guys are here, why don't you let us in and sit down..."

"Mr. Zhuang? I don't know that Mr. Zhuang?"

Xu Guoqing obviously forgot what Lao Yu had mentioned to him. However, although this man was obsessed with ceramics, he still understood the most basic human feelings and let a few people in immediately.

The yard of this factory is quite large, but in addition to the lime-paved roads, both sides of the road are covered with weeds. A workshop directly opposite the gate is even locked, and it is not known how long it has been without work.

.

"I only have room for people in the laboratory here. Let's go to the laboratory and do it..."

Xu Guoqing led everyone around the workshop. Zhuang Rui immediately saw a large chimney. Although it was not very high, it was very thick. Below the chimney was the laboratory that Xu Guoqing mentioned.

"Oh, I think about it, Lao Yu, is this Zhuangzong the same person you told me that you can tell that my three-color pottery figurines are fake, right?"

As soon as he pushed open the door of the laboratory, Xu Guoqing suddenly turned around as if possessed by a devil, startling the people behind him.

"Yes, Mr. Zhuang came to see you just after seeing those three-color pottery figurines of yours. I asked you to let us go in first and pour a glass of water."
Chapter completed!