"The same style, the same material, the same pieces of jewelry, even if others are cheaper, wealthy people will still choose Sheng Hetai. Why? Because it’s the Imperial Merchant, ah. The most honored in Beijing all wear such jewelry; others simply can’t compare. Wearing Sheng Hetai’s jewelry is a kind of glory... In the same way, I want our furniture to be what comes to people’s minds when they think of furniture. When that time comes, even if others copy our furniture, people will still choose ours..."
Yang Rulin was baffled as he listened; he had never thought there was so much to learn about making a table. However, it seemed she really made a lot of sense.
"Brother Rulin, don’t worry, you go back and think about it. Discuss it with the ancestors too. For now, just get the chairs made; my family is in a hurry to use them..."
"Got it." Yang Rulin quickly nodded, "I’ve prepared the materials and will start work as soon as I get back. Give me three to five days, and I guarantee they will be done."
"Thanks for your hard work, Brother Rulin."
"It’s no trouble, I’m off." Yang Rulin waved his hand and then dashed off like a wisp of smoke. He had to go back and talk to the old forebear. This Yang Dani... no, Xinxin really knew too much; it was beyond his imagination now.
By the time Yang Rulin had disappeared from sight, Yang Ruxin turned to look at Gu Qingheng, who had appeared behind her at some point, "You were eavesdropping on our conversation."
"Xinxin, I was clearly listening openly and honestly." Gu Qingheng said with an innocent face.
"Okay then." Yang Ruxin laughed, "A beauty always has a point." With that, she pinched his cheek too.
"You’re taking advantage of me again," Gu Qingheng said with a helpless look, "And, I’m a man, you know."
"You’re saying I can only take advantage of you, so I have to take some advantage, right? Otherwise, wouldn’t that be a great loss?" Yang Ruxin giggled, "As for men and women... don’t worry about it too much..."
Gu Qingheng had a face full of black lines. What does she mean, don’t worry about it? This matter definitely needed to be worried about.
"Gu Qingheng, what do you think about me collaborating with Brother Rulin to make furniture?" Yang Ruxin didn’t wait for him to object before swiftly changing the subject, "I’ll create the unique blueprints, and he’ll make the unique furniture..."
"You can cook, do business, and even design furniture." Gu Qingheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "So what else can you do next?"
"Then you just wait and see, see what else I can do..." Yang Ruxin moved closer to Gu Qingheng and even blew in his ear.
"I’m really looking forward to it," Gu Qingheng felt his heart start to race again, but his face didn’t show it.
"I won’t disappoint you." Yang Ruxin looked at Gu Qingheng’s face, slightly disappointed, "Little Hengzi, you’re not even blushing..."
Gu Qingheng felt as if their breathing had intertwined, and the memory of their lips touching before surged in his mind. Suddenly, he longed to relive that moment. So he reached out, hooked Yang Ruxin’s neck, gently pulled her in, and accurately landed a kiss on her lips...
Yang Ruxin’s eyes instantly widened, but she forgot to push him away...
Luckily, Gu Qingheng still remembered they were at the front door, remembered it was daylight, and though reluctant, he quickly nibbled on her lips and then let go, shifting slightly backward to increase the distance between them a bit.