That's more than 20,000?

Chen Xing was shocked.

The point is that he feels that he doesn't pay anything, and he can earn close to 30,000 yuan by taking photos for two days with other people's equipment, when did it become so easy to make money?

Photography is awesome!

I love photography!

It took a few seconds for Chen Xing to react, stepped forward with a smile on his face and shook hands with them one by one, and said, "Thank you for the opportunity you gave me, I will definitely try my best to shoot the best results and live up to your trust." ”

Chef Bu stood up and laughed as he shook hands with Chen Xing.

"The young man is very powerful, if you shoot all the dishes I made to achieve the same effect as before, let alone 30,000 yuan, even if you want more, there will be no problem."

"Ahem."

Manager Wang coughed lightly.

More fart, the company has approved a total of more than 30,000 yuan, Chen Xing is important here, and the design and layout are not important?

A few years ago, the person who took pictures of the old menu was a well-known photographer in Guangdong, and this one named Chen Xing looked like an ordinary student. If it weren't for the kind of effect that Chen Xing shot just now, not to mention 28,000, 8,000.

However, Manager Wang had a lot of entertainment, and he had all kinds of thoughts in his heart, and his face was unmoved.

"Then trouble Mr. Chen, Chef Bu will cooperate with you in the past two days, it's quite late today, we have prepared a room for you and your friends."

Manager Wang waited for Chen Xing to continue chatting with Bu Yongfeng for a while, and then led the three of them to a hotel inside the mall to check in.

Zhou Peng and Chen Xing were not arranged in the same room, Chen Xing wanted to take a shower after going back, but before he could take action, there was a knock on the door.

Opening the door, Zhou Peng and Quan Jing stood outside the door.

Zhou Peng rushed in all of a sudden.

"Chen Xing, you have been crossed, haven't you? When did you get to take pictures? ”

Chen Xing was thrown on the bed by him, pinching his neck and shaking, Quan Jing followed behind nervously and came in and closed the door nervously - she was just a little girl who had just turned 18, and she never thought that she would have to make a deal with people in society at this age, and the money was close to 30,000.

Such a big office, such a fierce manager Wang.

Chen Xing reached out to scratch the flesh on Zhou Peng's waist, he laughed and withdrew his hand to protect it, and was turned over by Chen Xing and pressed on the bed.

"You don't know? Then you used to praise me for taking pictures. ”

Zhou Peng kept struggling, but was pressed by Chen Xing, who had become stronger, and couldn't get rid of it, and replied: "Can that be the same?" I've always thought that you are only a little better at taking pictures than us, how could I have expected that it would be so good that someone else invited you. ”

Quan Jing said anxiously on the side: "Oh, you guys don't fight anymore!" ”

Chen Xing looked at her in surprise, and then got off the bed with a sigh.

"Alas, it's good to have a girlfriend to protect you."

Zhou Peng saw Chen Xing's drooping face, and became proud again, and said: "Who asked you to dump others, if we are still together, do you think we will meet again when we go back this time?" ”

"What do you call me dumping, it's obvious that she broke up with me, right?"

"Okay, okay, you both have problems, I don't want to talk about this problem now, I just want to know how you practice taking pictures, teach me, I also want to earn 20,000 yuan in two days like you, the profession of key photographer sounds very artistic, and I also want to be."

You're afraid you want to be a color artist, right?

Chen Xing shook his head: "When did you see me practice?" That's talent, talent, you know? ”

If he had known that he had this talent, he would have gone to learn photography.

It would be nice if he could look at other people's attributes, he wanted to know what kind of talent Zhou Peng had, and help him determine his future route.

For students like them, it is difficult to determine their lives.

Every year during the Spring Festival, relatives would talk to Chen Xing's parents about his future, the young Chen Xing felt that his future was far away, but as he got older, he felt that the future was very close to him, so close that he could see his head at a glance.

I worked part-time, married a wife and had children, and then I was busy for my children all my life.

Chen Xing and Zhou Peng played around for a while, and after being forced to go to southern Yunnan for a big meal, they sent the two out and took a good bath.

It's been a long time since I've had such a comfortable bath, and the environment inside the dormitory is not comparable to the hotel.

Tonight's Chen Xing didn't play with his mobile phone until late at night, went to bed early, and was woken up by the alarm clock at five o'clock the next morning.

Guangzhou Restaurant is actually a shop that sells morning tea, and the local people love to come here for morning tea, and only tourists from other places often come for dinner.

Some Cantonese people don't even know that Cantonese restaurants also sell meals.

didn't bother Zhou Peng, Chen Xing went directly to the restaurant, Manager Wang stood at the counter and ordered something with a waiter, and after seeing Chen Xing, he asked the waiter to be busy and came to greet him.

"Mr. Chen, early on, do you want to start now?"

"Well, where is the camera?"

"Office."

He took Chen Xing to get the camera, and then came out to receive some frequent customers, and only asked a waitress to take Chen Xing to a private room, which was a shooting point prepared by the hotel, and a fill light was also placed very professionally.

Chen Xing studied the camera.

An entry-level Canon that takes pictures that are warmer than reality, and you have to adjust it for a while.

After a few minutes, Manager Wang pushed the door and asked, "Are you ready, Mr. Chen, I'll let them start serving when they're ready." ”

"No problem." Chen Xing nodded and said.

The first dish came up.

The waitress who delivered the dishes smiled at Chen Xing and introduced: "This is crispy shrimp fried spring rolls, Chef Bu asked me to tell you that he made most of today's dishes, and you can taste his craftsmanship after you finish shooting." ”

"Thank you."

I happened to be a little hungry.

But the presentation was so good, so good that he didn't want to spoil it.

A plate with blue and white inside and ink on the outside, six spring rolls are neatly stacked on the right side, arranged in a triangular shape, and the left side facing Chen Xing is placed with red sauce, which is packed with white fluttershit, and the other part is placed with a begonia flower.

Early in the morning, Chen Xing had not yet entered the state, and it took a while to find the best angle.

After taking the photo, he took a spring roll with chopsticks and said to the waiter, "Okay, let's go up and down." ”

She went out with the plate, and Chen Xing licked her lips and bit half of it.

So tender shrimp!

The shrimp meat is stomped into a puree and packed in spring rolls, and it is also served with diced carrots and vegetables, which are salty and fresh in the mouth.

These dishes are certainly not cheap.

Before Chen Xing could finish the spring rolls, the second dish came up.

"This is a fragrant half-pond horseshoe cake."

Delicious!

"It's crispy cheese shrimp dumplings."

It's also delicious.

"This is a full-fledged taro cake."

It's a big piece, it feels like a nine-inch meat pizza, cut a little bit to taste.

Delicious!

"This is a Hakka brown sugar walnut bun."

It smells so good! But I can't eat it!

Zhou Peng and the others came down at nine o'clock, and they also ate a lot.

But he didn't eat it for long and couldn't hold it out, and Chen Xing didn't eat it no matter how much he persuaded him.

He thought it was a pity that he didn't want any of these dishes after they were served, but he saw more and more waiters burping and the corners of their mouths were shiny, and then he knew that none of them were wasted.

That's right, this kind of chef himself does it, and wasting a little scrap is disrespectful to the chef.