Chapter 951: Drawing a Picture
After lunch, Uncle Gou called a car and called Lin Mumu, Liu Yuanyuan and Liu Changfu to go to the newly acquired kiln together.
In the car, Lin Mumu began to communicate with Liu Changfu about patterns.
When it comes to flowerpots for initial investment, Lin Mumu wants to start with the simplest, energy-producing, breathable, succulent simple pottery pots.
Simple pottery does not need to be glazed and has a rough surface, but the pot body is more breathable and is more suitable for succulents.
Compared with porcelain, simple pottery lacks the smooth glaze and many beautiful colors. However, Lin Mumu has already made a sketch and replaced it with simple raised patterns and exquisite and different shapes, which instead gives people a sense of beauty. Kind of simple beauty.
Regarding this point, Liu Yuanyuan's father, Liu Changfu, was quite insightful despite being a farmer. After looking at Lin Mumu's pictures, he came up with a similar plan.
People with artistic talent are different!
On the way, the plan was basically finalized. Liu Changfu was anxious and still urged Lin Mumu:
"Director Lin, you see, the factory has been bought, and if the work is stopped there, there is money every day. Isn't it a problem?"
"Uncle Liu, just focus on making the ceramics. Don't worry about other things." Lin Mumu gave a vague hint.
Liu Yuanyuan quickly advised her father: "Dad, I told you not to worry about things in the factory. I won't just listen to your blind orders just because you are my dad."
"Okay, okay, my wings are stiff, my elbows are turned out, I can't look down on my dad anymore." Liu Changfu was obviously a little unhappy.
Lin Mumu also saw some clues. Liu Changfu had already determined that Uncle Gou was his son-in-law, and his daughter and son-in-law were in charge of the new factory, so he felt a little proud and wanted to point fingers.
Lin Mumu admired Liu Changfu's skills, but he would definitely not condone his bad habit.
Lin Mumu smiled and said something to Liu Changfu, neither soft nor hard: "Uncle Liu is also good at management? Then leave the kiln factory to you? I can also ask Yuanyuan and Uncle Gou to help me with the flower shop. , I’m really short of people.”
"No, no, no, Director Lin, that's not what I meant. I just wanted to give my opinion. I am not the right one for management." Liu Changfu was somewhat self-aware and knew that he could not support a kiln factory.
Lin Mumu then nodded: "Uncle Liu, please spend more time on pottery making. We can make some high-quality products. Maybe we will find some apprentices to learn from you.
Didn't you say that you don't know how to repay me if you take 100,000 yuan from me? I will make a small request. All the pottery and porcelain you make must have formal drawings.
By then it will take you a lot of time just to draw pictures. If it doesn't work, I'll find an assistant for you then. "
As soon as one hundred thousand yuan was mentioned, Liu Changfu immediately lost his sense of being a small farmer, and suddenly felt that he owed Boss Lin a lot of money, and nodded guiltily:
"That's OK, that's OK. I can draw. Our Yuanyuan family inherited painting from me."
Liu Yuanyuan secretly gave Lin Mumu a thumbs up. She was worthy of being a big boss, even her father could surrender.
In fact, Liu Changfu didn't have bad intentions, nor did he want to seize power or anything. He was just too busy, and now Lin Mumu found something for him to do.
When he arrived at the factory, Liu Changfu didn't even visit, so he locked himself in a room and urgently drew pictures for Lin Mumu.
Liu Changfu is also an honest man, and he always feels that it is not okay to take other people's money and not work. Now that he was busy, he naturally had no intention of tormenting Liu Yuanyuan.