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"Where is the small workshop in Senior Brother's gallery, don't think I don't know, you have a painting now, it's hard to find." Although he is usually busy and does not have much contact and interaction, An Shutong also knows that Jiang Jinghong is now a well-known painter, not to mention in China and in the world, he is well-known, "How about it, in a word, help or not?" ”

In fact, since An Shutong made this call, it was impossible for Jiang Jinghong not to help.

"Since the junior sisters have called in person, how can the senior brother not help? Besides, it's still your sister ......" Someone in the gallery called Jiang Jinghong, Jiang Jinghong answered, and then said, "You know the address of my gallery, right?" Just ask your sister to come to me directly. ”

An Shutong asked him, "Are you free?" I can't say anything about asking you to do this great favor without inviting you to a meal. ”

"You don't have to eat, it's not really a big deal. Now that you've spoken, I'll take care of it. Jiang Jinghong was busy and quipped, "If you really want to repay my favor, how about coming to the gallery in person, giving me a free publicity, and making headlines in your newspaper?" ”

"No problem." An Shutong was also refreshed, and agreed in one bite.

Jiang Jinghong laughed twice, and then said, "I'm busy here, and I'll contact you when I'm free." ”

An Shutong thanked him again before hanging up the phone. She knew the address of Jiang Jinghong Gallery, and then sent the address to An Muyang.

~

When An Muyang found Jiang Jinghong's studio, Jiang Jinghong was busy in the gallery. Hearing someone call himself "Mr. Jiang", he turned his head to look and saw a particularly clean face.

Those who study art are inevitably amorous, and Jiang Jinghong is not surprised. An Muyang is beautiful and pure, and when he sees it in his eyes, he is naturally touched.

"You are...... The sister introduced by An Xuemei? Jiang Jinghong still remembered what An Shutong asked him for, so he remembered it all of a sudden.

An Muyang nodded and said politely, "My name is An Muyang." Hello Mr. Jiang. ”

"Hello Miss An." Jiang Jinghong stretched out his hand, shook An Muyang gently, and then stretched out his hand, "Please sit here." ”

On one side of the gallery is a floor-to-ceiling glass window, and by the window, there is a coffee table and a few chairs. Jiang Jinghong took the lead in sitting down, and only then did An Muyang sit down opposite him.

"I'm sorry to bother you." An Muyang rarely deals with outsiders, so she is a little inexperienced in interpersonal relationships, so when facing Jiang Jinghong, she is a little nervous.

Jiang Jinghong saw it and asked the staff to pour tea, and then said: "I am Mrs. Huo's senior brother, and I have known each other since I was in college." I know you're her sister, so don't be nervous. After thinking about it, he looked at An Muyang carefully, and asked uncertainly, "Is it really her sister?" You look like you're pretty small. ”

An Muyang said with a smile: "I am twenty-eight years old this year, and I may seem small, but in fact, I am not small." ”

"Twenty-eight years old, not too old." Jiang Jinghong talked about some things, and then turned to the topic, "Do you know how to paint?" Did you bring your work? ”

"Brought it." An Muyang took out a scrolled painting from the backpack behind him, "Please take a look." ”

An Muyang's paintings are not strong in subjective emotions, that is to say, there is a sadness in her paintings for no reason. Jiang Jinghong opened the painting with his hand and looked at it, and he understood. The woman sitting in front of her looks young and bright, but in fact, she is also lonely and pessimistic in her heart.

"When did you start drawing?" After entering the professional question, Jiang Jinghong's expression also became serious, he frowned and looked at An Muyang's painting seriously, but there was some admiration in his heart, on the painting work, it was really very good, and the painting skills were enough, he didn't lose when he came to his gallery.

"I've been learning since I was a child, and now, I've been learning for more than 20 years." An Muyang is quiet, answering whatever she asks, and when she doesn't ask, she mostly stays honest.

After reading it, Jiang Jinghong put the paintings together and said, "Let me tell you about the situation here, basically, there will be an exhibition every quarter. When the time comes, there will be many well-known people in the entire Jincheng. You usually come to the gallery two or three times a week, and since you have a good foundation, you don't have to learn anything from me. In November, a winter exhibition will be held. When the time comes, you need to come up with a few paintings. ”

"There's no problem with that." An Muyang originally thought that he might come here every day in the future, but after hearing Jiang Jinghong say that he came three times a week, he was relieved.

Jiang Jinghong said: "If your painting is bought by someone, it will be divided into three or seven with the studio, and you will be seven and I will be three." The others, like normal employees, pay five insurances and one housing fund on time, and then the minimum salary is 2,000 yuan. If you don't have a problem, I'll ask the assistant to sign a contract with you, and there are many detailed problems, you can see it when you read the contract. ”

An Muyang was satisfied with what Jiang Jinghong said. Not to mention the guaranteed salary of 2,000, even if she doesn't give it, she is willing to stay.

At the very least, the gallery has given her a platform to give others a chance to see her paintings. Jiang Jinghong called the assistant to come, and An Muyang followed the assistant to sign the contract.

After that, the assistant took her around the gallery, presumably to familiarize her with the working environment.

"Mr. Jiang has several apprentices, but Miss An is a painter in the first place, so she doesn't need Mr. Jiang to teach her. If you are familiar with the environment here, you will come here three times a week, bring the paintings, and Mr. Jiang will check them. The little assistant looks like twenty-five or sixteen, with a round apple face, and looks very cute, "Our gallery has been established for several years, and it is famous in the entire Jincheng." The quarterly art exhibition is also famous for many people. ”

"Miss An, if your painting can be bought, you will have to make a lot of money in a single transaction. However, it also depends on luck, after all, everyone is here for Mr. Jiang's paintings. I see that none of Mr. Jiang's apprentices have ever sold a pair. Even if it can be sold, the price is very low. ”

"Our gallery, the threshold is still quite high. Miss An, you can come, it was Mr. Jiang who gave face to the introducer. By the way, who introduced you? ”

An Muyang was just listening and didn't say anything, but when she saw the assistant asking her, she didn't hide it: "It was introduced by Mrs. Huo of the Huo Group, and she and Mr. Jiang are university alumni." ”

"Mrs. Huo of the Huo Group? Do you know anyone like that? After hearing this, the assistant immediately changed his attitude, "What is your relationship with her?" ”

"I'm her sister." An Muyang replied simply.

The assistant's mouth was wide open, and he obviously looked frightened. Originally, she was still wondering, why Mr. Jiang inexplicably accepted a so-called painter who was not from a professional class. But now, she understands that it was for Mrs. Huo's sake.

"Miss An, are you Mrs. Huo's sister? It was really disrespectful just now. The assistant suddenly lost a lot of arrogance, and between his words, he was no longer arrogant, and only smiled and said, "If you have anything you need to understand, just ask me, this is my mobile phone number." ”

She didn't have a business card, so she quickly took a pen and paper and wrote a mobile phone number and handed it over.

"Twenty-four hours a day, always at any time."

An Muyang took it and smiled politely: "Thank you then." ”

~

An Muyang didn't stay in the gallery for too long, but after a while, he went back.

When she got home, Xue Rong hurriedly threw away the spatula, ran out of the kitchen and asked, "Mu Yang, how is it?" How much does the job that Shu Tong introduced you to you pay a month? ”

"Two thousand." An Muyang put the key on the partition in the entrance, changed his shoes, and went to the living room.

Xue Rong was stunned for a while, and asked in disbelief: "Two thousand?" Mu Yang, did you say a zero less? ”

"No, it's two thousand." An Muyang was a little tired, sat down on the huge leather sofa, looked at his mother, and then explained, "Two thousand is the basic salary, usually there is an art exhibition every quarter, and if you sell a painting, you will share it with the studio according to the ratio of three or seven." ”

"Once a quarter?" Xue Rong always felt unreliable, "That's four times a year?" Four opportunities a year, usually you only get a salary of 2,000, what is this. Mu Yang, do the people over there know that you were introduced by Shu Tong? ”

"Mom, you don't care about this. I'm already annoyed, why do you keep making trouble? An Muyang had a lot of grievances in her heart, she really couldn't stand it, "I know, life is not good now, my father is in prison, the big villa has been confiscated, and the money is gone, we have to rely on ourselves." But can you always mention the money? Do you think I graduated from a prestigious university? Do you think I will have a lot of friends and connections like Shu Tong? ”

"Nope! I don't have anything. Even, I don't even have this body. I can have a job now, and I am already pitiful to others. People have to be self-aware, I'm already cheeky and asking for a lot now, what else do you want? ”

"Didn't Mom say nothing? What's going on with you lately, it's like you've eaten a cannon fight. Xue Rong frowned, "Mom asks you this, and she also cares about you." Obviously, if you ask Shu Tong to let you enter the Huo family, you will be able to enter, why do you have to be so axial? The Huo family doesn't send you to support an idler, you go and get a name and get a salary of two or three yuan a month, isn't it too much? With Huo Jiangcheng covered, your work is also easy, where is it like now, two thousand a month, and you have to work tiringly. ”

"I'm a little tired, I didn't eat dinner, and I went back to sleep." An Muyang didn't want to listen to this, and he didn't want to explain anything, so he just perfunctory the past.

Xue Rong shouted at her, but she didn't look back.

Xue Rong was angry in her heart, angry that her daughter was brainless, and angry at An Shutong for arranging such a bad job. After thinking about it, Xue Rong still called Shu Ya.

An Shutong had already blacked Xue Rong, but now she hasn't pulled her back, and Xue Rong can't find her at all.

~

The Huo family of three sat down for dinner together, Shu Ya's mobile phone rang, and the nanny Aunt Hong said, "Mrs. An, your mobile phone." ”

She took it and handed it to Shuya. Shu Ya glanced at it and paused obviously. Xue Rong often called her and asked her to do things. Shu Ya helped everything she could, after all, although she felt that she was a little hateful, she was also pitiful.

It's just that she has done too many troublesome things, and she is also a little resistant in her heart. Now when I receive this kind of call, I can't help but wonder what happened again.

Shu Ya didn't want her daughter to bother about their mother and daughter anymore, so she got up and said, "I'll go out and answer the phone." ”