Chapter 31: Xie Daijun

"A little more than 50 flats. After measuring the length and width of each wall, and calculating them, Ren Bufan's mouth was a little dry.

300 yuan per square meter, a fraction of that is not counted, exactly 15,000.

Whether it is a father or a mother, a year's salary is worth this amount.

peeking at the young man, he saw that his expression did not change at all, but calculated indifferently: "One flat is 300, and fifty square meters is ...... Thirty-fifty-five, fifteen thousand?"

Ren Bufan looked at him and nodded nervously, fifteen thousand is not a small number at this time.

"How many days will it take to finish painting?" the young man did not bargain, as if fifteen thousand was not a matter for him.

With the speed of his previous wall painting, Ren Bufan silently calculated in his heart and replied: "It won't take that long, fifty square meters will take about two and a half hours, and at most three hours can be completed." ”

"You're kidding me?" the young man was stunned when he heard this, "Such a big piece, two to three hours?"

"I've seen this wall painting sketch, it's quite simple!" Ren Bufan said, "Basically, it can be done in three hours." ”

The young man looked at Ren Bufan's face for a moment, and frowned slightly: "Our entertainment club is for high-end customers, and we can't afford to be fooled. If you don't follow the manuscript and make the slightest mistake, not only will you not be able to give you money, but you will have to pay compensation! This is no joke!"

"You can watch the whole process, but if there is a little difference from the manuscript, I don't want this money!" Ren Bufan replied confidently.

"I don't believe it, let's sign a contract, you bring your ID card, right?" asked the young man.

"Bring it!" "After receiving the ID card, I have always carried it with me, and I have never left it behind.

"Wait for me in a moment. The young man turned to a staff member and commanded him.

Not long after, the staff brought back two computer-printed contracts, which were written by the young man based on the conversation he had just had with Ren Bufan.

The contract included a wall painting area of 50 square meters, which was to be paid by the entertainment club for 15,000 yuan after completion. As Ren Bufan said, the wall painting should be completed within three hours, and there must be no inconsistencies or damage to the manuscript, otherwise no fees will be paid, and Ren Bufan must compensate for the loss of the entertainment club.

Because the wall painting was broken, they had to ask someone to deal with it and repaint the side.

handed the contract to Ren Bufan, and the young man himself took a copy and read it carefully to make sure that there was nothing missing, and then said to him: "If you sign the contract, you will have legal benefits." I will leave a copy of your ID and you will be fully responsible if there is a problem. ”

"No problem!" Ren Bufan first took his ID card and the staff to the room with a printer next to him to make a copy, and then returned to the young man.

"The contract will take effect when you and I are signed in your name! Think about it carefully, if you can't do it, you can still leave now. As the young man spoke, he took a pen and wrote the words "Xie Daijun" in Party A's position.

It turned out that his name was Xie Daijun.

Ren Bufan did not hesitate, picked up the pen and wrote his name on the two contracts: "That's okay, right?"

Xie Daijun nodded, and pointed at the copy of Ren Bufan's identity with a pen: "Write it on it, this copy is only used for the current contract accountability, and all other uses will be invalid!"

"Huh?" Ren Bufan looked at him puzzled.

"Without that, I could do a lot of things with your copy. Xie Daijun said with a smile.

Ren Bufan actually didn't know much about this, after all, he had never given a copy of his ID card to anyone else in his previous life.

If it's really what the other party says, the other person is fine. If you were someone else, who would tell you this?

At that moment, he took a pen and added a sentence to the copy of his ID card.

"Well, that's it!" Xie Daijun carefully checked the contract and the copy of the ID card, handed one of the contracts to Ren Bufan, and put the remaining one away with the copy of the ID card, "You must know that signing the contract has legal effect." ”

"Can I draw then?" asked Ren Bufan.

"Please!"

With permission, Ren Bufan walked directly to the wall, looked left and right, and found no brushes and paint buckets, so he turned around and asked, "Aren't there any ready-made wall painting tools here?"

"Aren't the tools supposed to be your own?" Xie Daijun said.

"That's right, because I prepared all the places I went to before, I thought ......" Ren Bufan was a little embarrassed, "Then I have to buy tools first......"

Xie Daijun was speechless: "You came unprepared?"

"Excuse me!"

"Forget it, I'll drive you there! Xie Daijun stood up, "But you have to pay for this money yourself." ”

"Of course!"

Fortunately, Xie Daijun was easy to talk to, so he took his car to the nearest store and bought oil brushes of different specifications specially used for wall painting, as well as acrylic paint for wall painting, and bought some plastic buckets and color palettes, which cost more than 300 in total.

Of course, if you can earn 15,000 yuan, these hundreds of dollars must be spent.

What's more, there may not be tools in the next place, but you need to prepare them yourself.

Back at the entertainment club, unpacking and adjusting the color, Ren Bufan looked at the wall painting sketch again, made sure he remembered it clearly, and immediately took the pen and began to paint quickly.

Xie Daijun has seen others paint wall paintings, but they are all carefully drawn with a paintbrush, one stroke at a time, for fear of making mistakes.

So I was shocked to see Ren Bufan holding a pen and sliding quickly on the wall, and then changing the pen and color and continuing to gallop.

Especially if he didn't compare the manuscript while drawing, isn't that going to be ruined?

was about to step forward to stop him, but he was surprised to find that Ren Bufan drew very fast, but the lines were very beautiful, which made people look very comfortable.

Quickly picked up the manuscript and carefully compared it, but there was no discrepancy?

"Did you read it twice and memorize it?" he asked, surprised.

"That's right!" Ren Bufan didn't look back, and continued to paint on the wall, "If I make a mistake, you can tell me!"

Xie Daijun was quite surprised, and took the manuscript in the back to watch Ren Bufan quickly depict, constantly comparing the content of the wall painting.

Wait until a wall is painted, and the score is exactly right.

And he reacted and saw that only 28 minutes had passed!

Ren Bufan didn't stop, and immediately went to the second wall to paint, and the speed did not slow down in the slightest.

"Awesome!" I didn't believe it at all, but until I saw it with my own eyes, Xie Daijun couldn't hide his shock, "You are a skilled man!"

Ren Bufan didn't speak, focusing on the wall painting.

Standing behind and watching for a while, the look of surprise on Xie Daijun's face did not disappear, and then he suddenly took out a clamshell Motorola mobile phone and asked, "Little brother, can I take a video?"

"Huh?" Ren Bufan stopped, looked back at the other party suspiciously.

"You're so good, I want to record it. Xie Daijun said, "Don't worry, at most show two or three close friends, it won't spread out." ”

Ren Bufan said in his heart, if you want to spread it, it is equivalent to advertising me for free, and you can't do it!

So he nodded and continued to paint on the wall.

Xie Daijun took a photo with his mobile phone in the back, recording Ren Bufan's back splashing ink and rapid prototyping wall paintings.

Originally, he was the only one watching, but after a while, two staff members were busy, and when they walked here, they found that their boss was taking a picture of the little fat man with a mobile phone, and then looked at his pen and snake, and they all took out their mobile phones and stood beside the boss to shoot.

"Hey, you can't shoot without permission!" Xie Daijun hurriedly stopped after discovering it.

"It's okay!" Ren Bufan didn't look back, "Shoot casually." It would be nice if you could help me spread the word or find me some new work!"

"So?" Xie Daijun was relieved when he heard this, "As long as the wall painting is sure that there is no mistake, I will try my best to promote it for you." ”

"Thank you!"

After getting permission, several more staff members joined the onlookers, and all those who had mobile phones took out to shoot the scene.

Ren Bufan said that you don't all have to work?

Xie Daijun, who is the boss, even agrees with them to be lazy onlookers?

Of course, maybe they can do free publicity for themselves, which is a good thing for themselves.

It's just that I was suddenly watched by so many people, and I didn't feel comfortable all of a sudden. I can only try not to look back, implying that there is no one behind me, and focus on the wall painting.

It took two hours and 31 minutes to finally complete the final stroke.

Ren Bufan checked carefully to make sure that there were no mistakes, and then he breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay! ”

"Get out of the way, don't work?" Xie Daijun saved the video, put away his mobile phone, and drove away the onlookers.

"Check it out!" Ren Bufan began to pack up the dye and brushes.

Xie Daijun's tone was full of admiration, and he directly gave a thumbs up to his right hand: "No need! I recorded the whole process just now, and there was nothing wrong from beginning to end." Whether it's your memory or your drawing, it's all about it!"

Hearing him say this, Ren Bufan was relieved.

In fact, what I am most afraid of is that the other party deliberately says what is right and pays for it.

Xie Daijun doesn't seem to be such a person.

"Are you satisfied?" he asked cautiously.

"Satisfied! Can you still be dissatisfied?" Xie Daijun walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "Little brother, I can't see that you are fat and fat, and your strength is first-class!"

What does this fat have to do with strength?

Don't care about this sentence, Ren Bufan finished packing up the painting tools, turned to Xie Daijun and said, "The cost is ......."

"Don't worry, I'll let the accountant withdraw the money right away, and I won't lose you. Xie Daijun said with a smile, "You have a good craft, where did you learn it? You seem to have just come of age, could it be that the elders in the family are painters, and they have been painting since elementary school?"

"No!" Ren Bufan shook his head and said, "My parents are ordinary workers, and none of the elders in the family can draw. It's just that I like it more, so I practiced it since I was a child. ”

He can't always say that he just got the golden finger and has only been painting for two weeks.

"You taught yourself?"

"Hmm!"

"Genius!" Xie Daijun's eyes lit up.

"I'm not a genius, I just like to draw......"