Chapter 235: Individual
"Planning Wang, you're here to submit the application form again, looking at you like this, this time it should be no fun again, right?"
The female administrator was obviously quite familiar with the man who had just been kicked out of the door, and seemed to be used to the current scene for a long time, and there was a lot of sarcasm in her tone.
The man is thin and thin, his hair is a little messy, and at first glance, he is usually neglected, and the overall feeling is very sloppy.
"Ahem! Cough! This time, my planning plan is not too rigorous, and when I go back, I will improve it a little, and the curator will definitely approve it next time! ”
Slightly supporting the pair of high-powered glasses on his nose, the thin man muttered quietly while cleaning up the documents scattered on the ground, but his tone was vain, obviously not much confidence.
"Huh? It's been repaired more than a dozen times and still haven't been repaired? Wang planner, or you just change the proposal, and then change it like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to repair it dozens of times, and if you don't pass the assessment at the end of the year, you're afraid that this planning position will be dangerous. ”
The female administrator pursed the corners of her mouth contemptuously, her eyes were full of disdain, and she said to him in a strange tone.
"No, this is good, no need to change."
The thin man seemed to be very confident in his proposal, and immediately rejected the "enthusiastic" proposal of the female administrator, and then said: "The curator disagrees that the implementation plan I made is not good enough, I will go back and change it, next time it will definitely be no problem!" ”
"Then you can make good changes and strive to pass next time!"
The female administrator said words of encouragement, but there was no exhortation in her tone and eyes, and she was completely looking at the waste, which was extremely cold.
Raising her foot and stepping over the messy manuscript paper on the ground, the female administrator tidied up her appearance, knocked on the door of the office directly, and after getting permission to enter, pushed the door and entered the room.
After a while, the female administrator walked out with a very friendly smile on her face and beckoned Luo Hao into the office.
When Luo Hao walked past the feeling man, his eyes glanced at the words scattered on the ground, and faintly saw words such as "tunnel", "main hall" and "holy room", and couldn't help but pay attention to it secretly in his heart.
After walking into the curator's office and taking a slight look at the surrounding environment, Luo Hao set his eyes on an old man sitting behind a mahogany desk.
Judging from the appearance, the age of the director of the Xishan Museum should have exceeded the age of the sixtieth year, the silver-white hair on the head was meticulously combed backwards, the beard and eyebrows were also white, but the complexion was excellent, and a pair of eyes were full of energy, as if there was endless energy in it.
"Is that what your studio wants to donate to our museum?"
After the museum director looked at Luo Hao from top to bottom, he frowned slightly and asked.
"Yes."
Luo Hao nodded.
"Okay, so when are you going to send the money over?"
The director of the museum was not verbose, and began to go straight to the point as soon as he came up, without giving Luo Hao the slightest room to turn around.
However, since he had already met the person in charge, Luo Hao didn't plan to ink with the other party.
"I'm just in charge of taking a look at the situation, and as for when to donate and how much I plan to donate, it's all up to the studio to decide, and I don't know."
"Humph!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old curator's face immediately fell.
"What's going on! Who's going to bring it to me? Do you think my time is so rich? Get this guy out of here, don't waste my time here! ”
The old curator turned his gaze in the direction of the female administrator and yelled at her.
"Curator! You listen to my explanation, he definitely didn't say that just now, he clearly said that there is a donation project of three or four million, and I don't know why he changed his words. ”
The female administrator had tears in her eyes, and hurriedly explained to the old curator, for fear that the other party would misunderstand.
"Don't explain to me, you brought the man in, you find a way to get him out for me!"
The old curator was now clearly out of his anger, and turned his chair to the side, no longer looking at the two people who bothered him.
It's no wonder that the old curator is so angry, in recent years, due to the development of new technology, more people have spent money on the new entertainment industry, and finally like their museum, an antique-level leisure method, basically except for government subsidies, there are few other sources of income.
But earning less doesn't mean spending less! Especially in terms of cultural relics collection, basically every day is burning money!
The little money allocated by the state every year is basically only enough to maintain the museum's consumption for more than half a year, and the rest can only rely on the museum to find its own way.
Now it's the second half of the year and it's their most difficult months, when the old curator is worried about his livelihood in the future, but his subordinates have pulled such an unreliable person over for him, how can you make him not angry?
The sentence just now is tantamount to telling the other party directly: I am here to tell you the news, the words I said to you before are nonsense, and in the end, it has nothing to do with me if I really give money from time to time.
Not to mention whether the donation is true, even if it is true, in the end, if you only donate tens of thousands of yuan, and put it in such a big industry as a museum, it will be completed in a day or two, and there will be a chicken feather on the top?
For such an unreliable person, the old curator naturally has no need to stay, and it is the best choice to blast it out directly.
"Wait a minute!"
Just when the female administrator wanted to blast him out with anger, Luo Hao directly opened his mouth and said loudly to the back of the old curator.
"I don't know how much the studio plans to donate, but I was able to donate a little bit on behalf of myself."
"Who do you think you are? Rich lists? Don't talk about donating a little, even if you donate all your worth, it won't be enough for our museum for a few days, so don't be embarrassed here with your little change, and get out of here quickly! ”
The old curator ignored him, but the female administrator who led him immediately jumped out and sneered.
Luo Hao looks like a young boy in his twenties, who has just graduated from school not long ago, at most, he has been working outside for two or three years, and he has saved tens of thousands of yuan to die.
This amount of money is a drop in the bucket for the museum, and it will not improve the situation they are currently facing.
"Oh! It turns out that museums cost so much money! ”
Luo Hao immediately seemed to suddenly realize, his voice was extremely long, and then he shook his head helplessly.
"I thought that a million Xia coins would be enough for you for a while, but now it seems that I am doing it myself."
After Luo Hao finished speaking, he turned his head and left, without the slightest intention of nostalgia.
"How nice it would be to leave early! Just a million want to ······ Wait a minute!! You ······ How much money did you just say? ”
The female administrator was about to taunt her, but suddenly realized something, and hurriedly grabbed Luo Hao's arm that was about to push open the door, and stammered and asked.
"A million."
Luo Hao's expression suddenly became a little helpless, and then he said to himself: "I have been very fond of the cave culture in Xishan since I was a child, and I have saved this money for a long time, so I plan to donate it all to protect the cave heritage, but I didn't expect to save too little." ”
"Forget it, I'll use this money to buy a few cultural relics to take home, and put them at home to see for myself."