Che Songhe looked at it carefully, didn't seem to be satisfied, and shook his head. She looked around at a very slow pace, looking for a more suitable position, and her expression was very focused.

"Replace this painting with my poster. The size is still the same as this, but without adding any advertising slogans, it looks like a decorative painting, just write the name of the artist, and you're good to go. ”

She turned to look at the vacant spot on the wall that was at the angle of the floor-to-ceiling window.

A meter away here is a bookcase, and the remaining space can barely fit into a bookcase, so Jiang Meina hung a classical landscape painting on the originally empty wall.

"Isn't it?"

Jiang Meina pointed to the landscape painting and asked incredulously, "Can this book be sold?" Customers will think that this is just an ordinary decorative painting. ”

"It doesn't matter. I happened to see a four-story wooden vertical lattice shelf at the end of the street in the antique furniture store, with a pot of small green ornamental plants on the top layer and a picture album on the lower floors.

It is placed in this corner with the floor-to-ceiling windows, and those who see the painting and are interested will naturally see the album. If you are not interested, why not be a decorative painting to complement the decoration of your bookstore. ”

Jiang Meina frowned, her right hand was on her chest to support the elbow of her left hand, and the thumb and index finger of her left hand rubbed her pointed chin repeatedly, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't understand Cha Songhe's thoughts, and she didn't know if people who were engaged in art were full of whimsy, and the logic of ordinary people was different.

She looked worried, and the bleak scene of not being able to sell a few copies in half a year had already appeared in front of her.

The few that are sold are probably bought by readers after seeing them on the Internet, and they are shopping by the way, in short, it is completely impossible because the publicity in the store is eye-catching.

Judging by the experience of bookstore operators, it is not a good idea at all for the purpose of sales.

"That's it, that's good."

Che Songhe rubbed her elbow and gave her a look. "You know, I don't want to be too conspicuous, that's all, I love it here."

She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she didn't say it, in short, she had a look of embarrassment.

At this moment, a request came from behind them, "Sign it!" "It sounded flat.

They twisted their faces in unison along the lines of the sound.

A beige shirt with cuffs rolled up to the elbows, dark crisp suit pants. The eyebrows were originally delicate, but because of the dark pupils and far-reaching eyes, they looked old and serious. The eyebrows are wide, the eyebrow peaks reveal fortitude, and the facial lines are distinct, but there is no superfluous expression.

The tone of voice avoids the politeness of adults, and the stiffness and pretense of the first meeting are also non-existent, and the corners of the mouth are raised in a subtle arc, as if they were once intimate, but they have not seen each other for many years, resulting in a slightly rusty relationship.

The girls glanced at each other.

"Hello customer, is it a signature?" Jiang Meina blinked in confusion. A smile is something that every valued customer who comes to our store should enjoy.

The other party didn't see her, and naturally greeted her, "Mina." ”

Jiang Meina felt confused, feeling that this person was familiar and unfamiliar.

She has a bad memory and is face blind.

The friends she just introduced to her, as long as she can't meet every once in a while to deepen her impression, she will be able to forget it in less than two months.

The other party handed a picture album to Che Songhe and said nothing else.

Her hands were in the side pockets of her long T-shirt, and she tilted her head and squinted at him. Her hair was cut short, barely enough to tie a pigtail the length of a magpie's tail, and a few strands of hair on or so cheeks quietly broke away from the crowd and hung casually.

She recognized him, but was going to remain silent, pretending to be ignorant of what he was trying to hear or introduce himself.

The other party didn't move for a long time, but looked at her with an indescribable look, and she was quite uncomfortable.

She coughed lightly, looked away, and took the album in the other party's hand with little interest, standing a little collapsed, looking very tired.

The sharp-eyed manager on duty had been following the boss's every move since the two of them entered the store, and at this moment he dug into his pocket, trotted all the way, and delivered a black signature pen.

After signing, the album was handed back. When he took it, he was a little surprised. "It's been a long time, I thought you'd pretend you didn't know me."

Cha Song Ha nodded with an almost observable magnitude.

"It's completely different now. Well, it's not at all like when I was a kid. I remember the bridge of your nose before,"

He gestured to the bridge of his nose with his hand, "Well, there is no bridge of nose." The face is round, and the cheeks are still a little too red, like a doll head covering on the head and twisting and dancing during the New Year. Your eyes are not big, you are nearsighted, you don't wear glasses, you always squint when you are far away, and your eyes are even more invisible. Actually, I think you're chubby—" He began to gesture to his waist again.

"That," Jiang Mina interrupted in alarm, "Can you introduce me, huh?" So, who are you? ”

She could see clearly, Che Songhe's eyebrows were getting closer and closer.

"That's right." When he turned to Jiang Meina, he regained his politeness.

"Your father, Mr. Jiang Zhili, the company and other businesses related to legal affairs are entrusted to our lawyer. For example, drafting some contracts, explaining some contract terms one by one, and dealing with various disputes.

So, I'm somewhat related to you, or rather your family. In addition, we should know that we are high school classmates without this relationship. Let me introduce myself, my name is Han Chengyu. ”

She didn't remember, she forgot it all. She had two groups of junior high school classmates.

At the school where she was in before the transfer of the second year of junior high school, there was a senior nobleman who expressed excessive affection for her, and at the same time turned a blind eye to her disgust at his entanglement.

After being annoyed, her mother directly transferred her to another ordinary school. After all, the school knows that there is nothing to be done about sloppiness. The school claims that the other party is a person who can't afford to be offended, and basically in that school, no student's parents are easily offended.

"When you were in school, when you were angry, you frowned and stared like now, as if you wanted to kill the other party with your eyes, but can you kill the other party with your eyes, obviously not, except for your own tired eyes, it is basically useless.

And you like to eat that tree-climbing monkey brand of instant noodles, do you say that your body at that time did you eat that food? That physical education class, running, you always run the last two, others finish their own three laps, and watch you run the third lap while resting......" Seeing that Jiang Meina didn't continue to ask questions, he turned his face and started to talk at the car Song He.