Chapter 12 Tricks

It was easy to arrange thirteen inexplicable cheap apprentices, and Yang Mucheng exhaled a long breath. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info found a corner alone, moved his muscles, cleared his mind, and didn't let the outside world disturb his peaceful state of mind.

Two days have passed, Yang Mucheng tried his best to keep a low profile, but he was still sought after, and even like Li Baifei, he received flowers and love letters from the girls. At the same time, there are many more people on his WeChat and QQ who ask to add friends.

As for Ma Chaoyang, he repaired his glasses and went running in strict accordance with Yang Mucheng's regulations for two days, and in addition to insisting on attending classes every day, the time for playing games was significantly shorter, and he usually fell asleep after returning to the dormitory. Also, there was a lot more food than before. After all, getting up every morning and running five laps is not a light amount of activity.

Yang Mucheng believes that even if Ma Chaoyang will not be able to practice martial arts in the future, as long as he insists on exercising, his physical fitness will be greatly enhanced. After he persevered for a while, he had the opportunity to teach him a few more practical tricks, and there was no problem at all in using them for self-protection.

And Zhao Neng, Zhu Tie, Meng Bo, and Gao Nan have a foundation in practice, Yang Mucheng first asked them to consolidate their foundation first, and at the same time, he also wanted to understand their character. If it is the kind of person who is above the top and opportunistic, he would rather offend now than forcibly accept it, so as not to pass on his kung fu and go out to do evil in the future.

Fortunately, the four of them really admired Yang Mucheng, and they didn't ask a single question, insisting on running ten laps around the playground every day according to his requirements.

Early in the morning of the third day, Yang Mucheng had just finished moving his body when he saw a red BMW X1 roaring all the way towards him. It was only two meters in front of him that the red BMW, which was traveling at more than 70 per hour, braked suddenly, and stopped one meter in front of him.

"Get in the car!"

The car window rolled down, revealing Song Xiaoyu, dressed in professional clothes and wearing sunglasses, showing great ability.

Yang Mucheng shrugged his shoulders, sat in the co-pilot's seat, and rushed out of the school with Song Xiaoyu all the way.

They wake up early, so it's not the rush hour for work. Therefore, although it was the bustling Shennan Road, they also arrived at the downstairs of the Aoki Building very smoothly and early.

Song Xiaoyu didn't talk nonsense to Yang Mucheng, and took him straight to the sky restaurant on the top floor of the twenty-fourth floor for breakfast. It's not even seven o'clock, but the sky restaurant is already full. In addition, most of them are eating breakfast while holding their mobile phones or tablets to do their own things.

This Aoki building is known as the Wall Street of the Southern Province, and it lives up to its name.

Yang Mucheng sat there, listening to Song Xiaoyu's order, and he was not polite, he ate happily, and then drank Shangdao coffee and watched the cars and people coming and going downstairs.

"Although Mingyue Porcelain Palace is a company that makes artworks, the actual rhythm and reality inside it are exactly the same as those in the financial investment industry. Only worthy people can survive here, and it is difficult to stay here for a momentary please. ”

Song Xiaoyu looked at Yang Mucheng's wooden face and felt angry.

Kindly took him to work, always thinking that he would say something nice. Who knew that after inviting him to eat and drink, he immediately drank coffee and looked at the scenery with a leisurely face.

"I know!"

Yang Mucheng knew that Song Xiaoyu's words were not giving him a bad luck, but a kind reminder, and nodded: "The weak eat the strong, the fittest survive." This is the new urban jungle survival rule. I understand! ”

"Then get ready."

Song Xiaoyu pouted and took a sip of coffee and said, "The reason why Mingyue Company has today's reputation and status in the art market is that it is also famous for its strict selection and appointment. ”

Yang Mucheng shrugged his shoulders to show that he didn't care.

As soon as the time for work came, Yang Mucheng and Song Xiaoyu walked into the Mingyue Porcelain Palace on the eighteenth floor together.

Song Mingyue had already sat at the desk, and when she saw the two of them coming in, she said without raising her head: "Xiaoyu, there will be a total of one hundred and thirty works of art that need to be shipped and signed for today, you can do everything before you get off work in the evening, and then list the forms and put them on my desk." New interns, you can ask me for any salary. However, if you want to get these pays, you must first show me if you are capable enough. On the first day of work today, there are a total of 340 items of goods in the warehouse that need to be counted. Note that those are the works of the first-class craftsmen in the country. Don't say that it breaks, even just a corner is enough for you to do it for a lifetime. So, be careful. As for the salary, you can just write a number and put it on my desk after work. Okay, I still have something to do, you two go out. ”

Yang Mucheng was not given a chance to speak at all, and he and Song Xiaoyu were blasted out of the office. Although he was prepared that the first day of work might be very strict, he still didn't expect that Song Mingyue would actually ask him to be a porter and clean up the collections in the warehouse.

In the information he inquired, Song Mingyue is a woman who has a great preference and love for Dingci. The last time he was interviewed, Yang Mucheng deliberately showed his good customary techniques. Moreover, he only showed the drawing last time, and he had not yet finished firing and glazing, which should have aroused her curiosity.

However, now Song Mingyue actually only regarded him as an ordinary intern, and didn't care about his porcelain-making techniques at all, which couldn't help but greatly surprise Yang Mucheng.

When Song Xiaoyu heard Song Mingyue's arrangement for Yang Mucheng, she was also depressed and entangled, and wanted to help Yang Mucheng say good things, but when she thought of her aunt's temper at work, she immediately gave up. just waved his hand to Yang Mucheng sympathetically, and went to the office next to him to deal with his own affairs.

If it comes, it will be safe.

Although Yang Mucheng was a little surprised by the arrangement of the new job, he had at least successfully entered the Mingyue Porcelain Palace, and now he was facing nothing more than a test.

Just like he asked Ma Chaoyang, Zhao Neng and his gang to run on the playground every day, in fact, it was to test whether they really wanted to practice martial arts, and Mingyue Porcelain Palace used the method of being a porter to test him.

Yang Mucheng came to the warehouse, where there were obviously three porters. However, at this time, they were all sitting there and smoking. The first crooked-eyed fat man wearing a red hat directly threw a list to Yang Mucheng and asked him to sort it himself, and then beckoned the other two porters to play cards.

Although he knew that the three of them were bullying people, Yang Mucheng did not make any arguments. Having the opportunity to enter the treasury of the Mingyue Porcelain Palace and count the precious collections that are sought after one by one should be a happy thing for those who like art.

Although most of the more than 300 pieces in the collection are stone carvings, clay sculptures, pottery, and the packaging is bulky, and they need to be handled with care. However, this little bit of work is really nothing to Yang Mucheng. Estimate the time and set up the last piece of the collection half an hour before the end of the day. Then, ignoring the three porters who had been peeking at him, he took a selfie and took the elevator to the eighteenth floor.

Song Xiaoyu specially bought food for Yang Mucheng when he ate at noon, and he also specially bought double portions, adding meat and eggs. It is said to be fast food, but the table used by the three porters to play cards is full, which is more sumptuous than the big meal of ordinary people. Seeing that Yang Mucheng was covered in dirt, Song Xiaoyu's eyes were red at that time.

When it was time to get off work in the afternoon, Yang Mucheng took the elevator to the company, pushed the door into Song Mingyue's office, and then put the numbers that had already been written on her desk.

At this time, Song Mingyue was sitting at the table and glanced at the number handed over by Yang Mucheng. frowned and said, "Seven hundred? You only asked me for 700 after a month's weekends and vacations? It's not a big price, and I accept it. Hope we can have a good time together. ”

Song Xiaoyu followed Yang Mucheng into the office, and became anxious when he saw the numbers he wrote. However, after all, it was her aunt's company, and she didn't know what to say, but she complained that Yang Mucheng was too honest and didn't know how to discuss it with her.

"Sorry, you're mistaken. The seven hundred I wrote is not my monthly weekend vacation combined for my salary. ”

Yang Mucheng smiled and said: "What I'm saying is that if I come to work in the Mingyue Porcelain Palace, as long as I come for one day, you will have to pay me a salary of seven hundred yuan." If you can accept it, I'll come back this weekend. If you can't accept it, I'll volunteer for you today. Also, I come here for a maximum of ten days a month, and no less than six days a month. Whether you accept me or not, you have the final say. When I come, you have the final say on whether I want to be a porter or help you with other tasks. Now, I'm waiting for you to give me a letter. ”

Listening to Yang Mucheng's words, Song Xiaoyu immediately opened his mouth wide in shock. According to his calculation method, if he attends full time a month, he will have a salary of at least 20,000 yuan, not to mention that he is an intern who is still in college, but I am afraid that even if he is an old man who has worked for two or three years, a second-rate painter would not dare to offer such a price.

This is the first time since Song Xiaoyu went to work in her aunt's company that she has dared to negotiate with her like this. Moreover, the talk is still so straightforward.

Song Mingyue had already listened to Yang Mucheng's day's work from the manager below, and she had already begun to like this young man who had both craftsmanship and could bow his head. However, out of the instinct of safety, she still wanted to exercise him more, and was not in a hurry to let him start making porcelain immediately.

Now, Yang Mucheng offered such a price at once, which couldn't help but make Song Mingyue frown slightly. In the end, he is young, and he still can't bear it.

"Young man, your price seems to be a bit high? The salary of 700 yuan a day may not be able to get so much for the professors in your school who have boiled their hair white. ”

Song Mingyue habitually leaned back in her chair and asked questions without embarrassment.

"No way, I'm so short of money."

Yang Mucheng smiled and said, "If Mr. Song thinks that what I want is too high and inappropriate, then I won't come in the future." Tomorrow, I have to look for a new job. Good bye! ”

After speaking, Yang Mucheng nodded politely to Song Mingyue, turned around and was about to walk out.

"Hey, you! ――”

Song Xiaoyu didn't expect Yang Mucheng to be so impatient, and the two sentences were about to collapse, and he was anxious to reach out and hold him.

"Wait."

Song Mingyue frowned, said a word, and said, "I promise you the salary you want." I will also promise you the conditions you propose. However, as you said, as long as you come to the company, what you do, you have to be up to me, and you have to obey unconditionally. ”

"Of course."

Yang Mucheng turned around and smiled, and said, "As long as it is not illegal and undisciplined, I will do whatever the company asks me to do." ”

"Alright, you're ready to get off work."

Song Mingyue looked at the clock on the wall opposite the office and motioned for Yang Mucheng and Song Xiaoyu to leave.