Today's dinner became a win-win situation under Zhong Yue's small calculation. Several calligraphers from Shanghai took ink ingots and left happily. Zhong Yue got the inscriptions and ink names of these famous calligraphers as they wished.

With these, Zhong Yue believed that his ink ingots would soon be able to establish a market in Shanghai. This is much better than selling pirated discs all day long, selling a little bit in the east and a little bit in the west.

"Mr. Ouyang, thank you so much today."

Ouyang Kaishan looked at Zhong Yue with appreciation, "No, I want to thank you."

"Ah?" Zhong Yue put away the works of several calligraphy masters and looked at Ouyang Kaishan in confusion.

"In the past, these old guys barely dealt with me for the sake of my wife. This time, they were invited to come here to take a look at me at the auction in a few days. However, after this exchange tonight, I think the relationship between these cultural people has become much deeper. If you understand, money doesn't work."

Zhong Yue said: "But this is only established for some educated people."

"Haha, Ouyang Kaishan thinks it's quite accurate to look at people. By the way, Aming, the tea is cold, go and change to two new ones. Zhong Yue, what you said before is that there is the ink square and the ink making technology, is it true?"

Zhong Yue's heart was terrified, "Mr. Ouyang is interested in this Mo Fang?"

"You and I have a fate. This time I didn't need your imitation. If it were someone else, I might not have invited him to Shanghai. But I know that because of the original incident, you put a lot of pressure on Ouyang International. In that regard, it is not convenient for me to come forward. If you compromise, I can only give up the cooperation with you. You understand that some commercial matters are far more important than interests."

Zhong Yue understood what Ouyang Kaishan was referring to. In order to withstand Zhang Shaolin's pressure, Zhong Yue not only refunded the money, but also caused a series of targets afterwards. He did not say anything about these, but Ouyang Kaishan was very good at hand and could naturally understand. So even if Zhong Yue's imitation was not useful this time, he invited Zhong Yue to Shanghai to support this good young man.

"Since you ask me if I dare to be interested in this Mo Fang, I will tell you straight to the point and be very interested. I am also very interested in the ink industry in Huizhou and the making of pens."

Zhong Yue smiled secretly, OK, this is Ouyang Kaishan.

"Thank you for your sincerity, but I don't understand at all. Since you are interested in Huizhou's ink industry and pen making industry, why did you refuse to cooperate at the beginning?"

"Zhong Yue, you have to understand that times have changed. If you still stick to the traditional methods, do you think these ancient methods can bring enough economic benefits? I have seen that cultural industries, especially traditional cultural industries, can become a benchmark for Ouyang International to enter the cultural industry. However, to replace the unstable factors caused by industrial production with industrial production, too much early investment must be consumed.

I have consulted a scientific research team for investigation. If you know how to make ink, you must understand that there is a fundamental difference between the ink balls that are hammered manually and the ink balls that are crushed by machines."

"That's right, the old melon factory in Z County has maintained such an ancient method to this day."

Ouyang Kaishan leaned on the chair, "But what about production efficiency? You should understand that as the factory's efficiency cannot keep up, workers who are familiar with the process will lose their labor force if they do not get living security. How long do you think such a factory can last? My scientific research team has spent a lot of effort to form a set of artificial production assembly lines to complete the reproduction of a set of artificial production assembly lines. The initial investment may be tens of millions. However, this artificial assembly line will inevitably not increase local employment in Z County, and may even crush these small and medium-sized workshop factories. Do you think it is a good thing for Ouyang International to settle in Huizhou?"

"Thank you for telling me this."

"In fact, some people are already doing this. In addition to chemical ink, Cao Gongsu in Beijing is studying the application of artificial technology in the ink making and pen making industries."

Zhong Yue asked: "Now, fewer and fewer people use soft pens. Mr. Ouyang, is it necessary to mass production like this?"

"Zhong Yue, you are wrong. First, the potential market of ink and pen making is slowly recovering. The cultural heritage of calligraphy and Chinese painting is being vigorously promoted. In the past, everyone paid attention to material life, but now they don't have to worry about food and drink in material things, and will naturally return to the pursuit of spiritual culture. In this regard, the national treasures left by our ancestors cannot be discarded. Even if they can no longer be regarded as a common way of writing, they will be vigorously revived as an art. Ouyang International wanted to come into contact with this market for a long time, and has always been suffering from the ancient formulas and inheritors of the ink industry."

Ouyang Kaishan looked at Zhong Yue and smiled and said, "Sometimes, people really have to believe in fate. Zhong Yue, I think you are the blessing general sent to me by God. You have let me see hope again."

Zhong Yue lost his true heart without being incited by Ouyang Kaishan, "Mr. Ouyang, do you mean to cooperate?"

Ouyang Kaishan smiled and said, "What else? You don't have funds or teams. Do you want to use these old guys' calligraphy to set up a stall on the streets of Shanghai, and then sell ink ingots every day by hand? I don't think your ambition is here, right?"

Ouyang Kaishan's words hit Zhong Yue's weakness. He really didn't expect to rely on selling ink ingots to be a career for his whole life, but just used it as a seasoning for the pursuit of calligraphy and painting, making some money, using money to support calligraphy and painting, and raising a little witch by the way...

"Don't worry, I can guarantee the profits generated by deducting production costs and the profits generated in this ink industry. We Ouyang International don't have a penny, and it belongs to you. Consider it."

Zhong Yue's pupils shrank, "All the profits belong to me? Mr. Ouyang, what are you trying to do?"

“One ticket.”

"ah?"

"Ouyang International's ticket to enter the cultural industry is something I want to borrow from you."

Ouyang Ming, who was standing beside him, was shocked.

Oh my god, what did he hear?

Is his ears malfunctioning or his hearing hallucinations?

borrow?

From the time he was born, he lived to the age of eighteen. When did the Ouyang family tell outsiders about this word borrowing?

Today he was eye-opening.

"Mr. Ouyang, you are so polite. I promise you about cooperation. This is an ancient recipe of 500 kilograms of oil. Please accept it."

Since Ouyang Kaishan showed his sincerity, Zhong Yue was straightforward.

If you don’t pay or work, just publish a prescription, it may be a profit of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions in the future. Even a fool will not be moved. Moreover, Zhong Yue is not worried that Ouyang Kaishan will take over this prescription alone, because tens of millions may be a large amount for him, but for a large company like Ouyang International with a market value of tens of billions, you can’t say it’s a small matter, it’s just a medium meaning…

But that invisible ticket is what Ouyang Kaishan values.
Chapter completed!