Chapter 64 Amazing Calligraphy, Pressing Wages? [Ask for subscription!] 】

"No wonder." Lu Jiangping smiled bitterly: "It turns out that you are here to experience life." ”

"It's really enviable, no wonder it's eight hours a day, like going to work, leaving at the end of the day, and having two days off on weekends."

"I said that there are weekends and weekends in the stalls."

At this moment, all the doubts in Lu Jiangping's heart were solved.

After a little chat, Lu Jiangping went back to his booth and sat without speaking.

It seems to be thinking about life.

Until noon, Yang Qin and Su Youwei both opened their own doors.

Seeing that Yang Qin couldn't stop laughing every time she was called the boss lady and collecting money, Su Youwei wanted to laugh a little.

How does your daughter-in-law feel weird and silly and cute?

But it's good, a smile is contagious, countless times better than having a straight face and owing her money.

Seeing his daughter-in-law smiling happily, Su Youwei will also be in a good mood.

Sometimes, the emotions of the husband and wife are basically the same.

If one person is unhappy, the other person is basically not happy.

After all, no matter which one is sad and the other laughs, it would be too out of place.

Well. A little bad luck, the other side laughs at another count.

After all, happiness does not disappear, it will only be transferred to the face of another person.

"Let's go, let's eat." Su Youwei planned to pack up and go to eat.

saw that Yang Qin was looking at his income today like a small money fan.

I saw that she was adding one stroke at a time.

“1723304570!” Yang Qinmei smiled.

"It's only seventy yuan, what are you stupid about, eat." Su Youwei couldn't stand it, why didn't he find out that his daughter-in-law was a little money fan before.

"That. Call for takeout, it's not a matter of collecting the stall when you leave, now that the flow of people is so large, it's a pity to collect the stall. Yang Qin's face was tangled, and she was a little reluctant.

Good guys, has experiencing life become a real stall?

Looking at the appearance of his daughter-in-law, isn't it the real situation of the stall holder?

"It's okay, then call for takeout and send it here to eat."

Anyway, it's the same for a simple meal, and it's the same anywhere.

Just after Su Youwei placed an order.

In front of his stall were two young girls.

One of them looks like he doesn't have heavy makeup, just a little light makeup, which looks very sweet when he was a student.

It should be a college student, and there are universities nearby, and it is normal for there to be many college students.

The other one is also young, but the makeup is thicker, and the dress is still black and hot.

The two give people a completely different feeling, but the two painting styles appear together at the same time, which is quite strange to look at.

Liu Sirou, as usual, came out to the square where there was a lot to eat.

However, just after entering this square, her eyes were just casually scanned, but she found that the calligraphy and handwriting in a small stall attracted her.

Her grandfather is an elderly person who has been immersed in calligraphy for decades, and as a junior, she often played with her grandfather when she was a child.

Under the influence of the ears and eyes, I also have some opinions and loves for calligraphy.

The ordinary calligraphy is not enough to amaze her, let alone make her look away after a glance.

But she did see this level of handwriting in a small stall now!

"Sirou? Where are you going? Du Lanxi, who was holding Liu Sirou's arm, was thinking about which restaurant to go to eat, and suddenly felt that he was being dragged away.

"Wait a minute, I'll buy something." Liu Sirou was completely attracted by the handwriting on the stall at this time.

"Boss, did you write all these words?"

"Well, yes."

Su Youwei took a look at the visitor, she was a very young girl, and the smell of books on her body was very strong.

Dignified, quiet, so young and interested in calligraphy, then there should be some understanding of calligraphy.

The calligraphy in front of the stall was written by him.

As a master of calligraphy, he has already reached the realm of doing whatever he wants, even if he writes essays, he can still be called a master, and a scholar who is a little beginner can see his power.

Liu Sirou looked at the handwriting on the stall carefully, and for a while felt that it was even better than what her grandfather wrote.

But she also saw the age of the boss and felt that it was impossible.

Too young.

Calligraphy, like traditional Chinese medicine, comes with its own prejudices, and the older people are, the better it must be.

Liu Sirou felt that she should have not seen the words written by her grandfather for a long time, so she had this illusion.

But this little boss's calligraphy is really good.

Liu Sirou looked at it seriously, but Du Lanxi was bored.

Aren't they just words?

It's good-looking, and you can still see the flowers?

Anyway, for her, it doesn't mean much.

But after all, it's her best friend's hobby, and she still has to be respectful.

"Twenty dollars to write a painting?"

"Well, what do you want to write about? Not satisfied, don't want money. ”

"Can you write me these four words with a bright future in thin gold body?" Liu Sirou asked.

"No problem, what kind of style do you want, vertical or horizontal?"

"Horizontal."

After Liu Sirou made a choice, Su Youwei quickly prepared.

Spread out the rice paper, spread it out, and press the four corners slightly to avoid any accidents, wind blowing and the like.

Pour the ink and take the brush.

Then quickly put pen to paper.

Su Youwei writes very fast, not like a normal person writing calligraphy at all, and he completed the writing in a few breaths.

Looking at it, the four handwritings composed of thin gold bodies appeared on the rice paper.

Clean and neat, every stroke, every stroke, is like a sharp sword.

On the whole, it looks like an ancient soldier raising his sword and charging on the battlefield, vowing to make a good name for his future!

Even Du Lanxi, who didn't know calligraphy, was very surprised when he looked at these words at this time.

Liu Sirou is even more needless to say.

From Su Youwei's writing to the end, she saw them one by one, and it was precisely because of this that she had already set off turbulent waves in her heart.

Calligraphy requires brushes, ink, rice paper, and pen movements.

The better the calligraphy, the higher the requirements, and in the end, it is no longer just the skill of the pen holder.

It's just that based on Liu Sirou's many years of opinions, Su Youwei's brushes, ink, and rice paper are definitely the most ordinary and cheapest kinds.

There will be no improvement in handwriting, and it will even affect handwriting.

The most important thing is that Su Youwei's pen movements are extremely casual and not limited at all.

It has reached the realm of doing whatever you want.

Finally, there's the handwriting.

In the four words "Bright Future", Liu Sirou saw the artistic conception at a glance!

The artistic conception can only be infused by the masters, and only the companions can feel it.

At this moment, Liu Sirou was extremely sure that the little boss in front of her was definitely a master of calligraphy.

Looking at the four words in front of her, Liu Sirou felt that her heartbeat was speeding up, and the dopamine in her body was secreting frantically.

Peerless treasure, Liu Sirou understood the meaning of these four words, but she didn't feel it.

Now, she probably understood what it was like.

One thing, just in front of you, can make your heart surge, the blood flow rate will increase, and the whole person will be in an unprecedented state of excitement, even intoxicated.

Liu Sirou has not exaggerated to the point of being intoxicated, but she is indeed very excited.

What you like, others may not like, and in the same way, your peerless treasure is not necessarily someone else's peerless treasure.

At least Duran didn't feel much of it.

"Satisfied?" Su Youwei's little beauty before meeting didn't speak for a long time, so she took the initiative to speak.

He probably guessed that this young man was attracted by the handwriting and was fascinated for a while.

This also proves that the person in front of him knows calligraphy.

But he only used five successes, is it so fierce?

Shouldn't I put it away again?

Liu Sirou hadn't spoken yet, Du Lanxi squinted his eyes and smiled: "Boss, if you are not satisfied, is this free?" ”

"Nature."

"Then I'm not satisfied."

"Then I can't give you this pair of words."

"Ah~"

"You didn't pay, after all."

Su Youwei smiled proudly, a little trick, and wanted to fight him.

"Lan Xi, don't make trouble." Liu Sirou stood up and said, "I'm very satisfied with the boss's words, I want it." ”

Liu Sirou happily scanned the code and paid twenty yuan.

After hesitating for a moment, Liu Sirou still spoke: "Can you write me a few more?" ”

"No, it's limited to one per person." Su Youwei immediately refused.

Just write a picture that shocks and shocks you and understands it, and your heart is refreshed.

Pure when the game world.

Write a few more pictures, and if the other party takes them for profit, isn't he a pure injustice?

Being able to buy one is already the luck of the other party.

In addition to one per person, he only writes three times a day.

It doesn't matter if it's the same person who sent someone to buy it.

Su Youwei doesn't pay attention to these, he only does what he wants to do, and other factors are not within his consideration.

"I said boss, you open the door to do business, where is there any reason to refuse business." Duran was a little puzzled, what else did he not do about the door-to-door business?

"I do business, so naturally I come according to my own preferences" Su Youwei said indifferently, if you don't have money, you can't do whatever you want.

Now you can't have money.

Isn't he rich for nothing?

"Boss, can you write one for me?" The corners of Duran's mouth rose and he spoke in a slightly playful tone.

"Yes, what are you going to write?"

"Preface to King Teng's Pavilion, the whole article."

Su Youwei: "."

"Hahaha" Du Lan's smile trembled: "Boss, I won't tease you, then my quota will be given to my sister, no problem, right?" ”

Su Youwei can also see the character of the young girl in front of him.

is very arrogant, and the wind is hot, just like the hot dress.

Liu Sirou just looks very quiet, which matches the quiet dress very well.

It's hard to imagine how two people with very different personalities can get together.

Is it the principle of complementarity?

"Yes, what more do you want?" Su Youwei asked.

"Shoubi Nanshan, I want to hold it upright, Xingshu." Liu Sirou said her request in one breath.

Su Youwei just nodded slightly, and then wrote according to Liu Sirou's request.

Originally, he planned to use only one success force in the future, and fifty percent was still too fierce, but it was better to end this order first.

The previous picture has a bright future, which should have been written by the little girl to herself.

The latter picture of longevity is better than Nanshan, thinking that it is to celebrate the birthday of the old people in the family, or there are other meanings, and Su Youwei did not take credit.

It is still five successful forces, and the pen is quickly completed.

This time, in the calligraphy and handwriting, he was still injected with artistic conception.

There is a feeling that it is as heavy as a mountain and has a long history.

Thick and heavy, it has existed for a long time.

The river is endless, the breath is long, endless, and can exist for a long time.

Looking at this beautiful handwriting with artistic conception, for Liu Sirou, it is a top-level enjoyment.

Pay quickly, and then carefully put away the two letters.

Grandpa is about to celebrate his 80th birthday, and I believe that grandpa must like this gift.

Liu Sirou thought happily.

After thanking Su Youwei, Liu Sirou left with Du Lanxi.

At this time, in Liu Sirou's heart, she felt that Su Youwei was a top boss who came to feel life, feel the fireworks in the world, and wanted to go further in calligraphy.

Because of a big guy of this level, it is impossible to lack money to set up a stall.

So it must be for a higher level of perception!

She can't disturb the big guy creating.

With two words, she was satisfied.

Du Lanxi, who was following Liu Sirou, never quite understood.

Isn't it just two words?

Why are you so happy, you have to giggle from time to time.

Anyway, she had never seen her own steady and dignified sister like this.

It's not elegant at all, Liu Sirou, your character has collapsed!

After the others left, Yang Qin looked at her husband with some suspicion.

"Husband, how do I feel like you're lying to me?"

"Where did I lie to you?"

"Didn't you say you knew a little? Although I don't know calligraphy, I just think your writing is good, but the little girl just now seems to understand, and it seems that she is shocked a lot, which can shock her peers, and it must be much better than her peers."

Yang Qin analyzed a wave, with a serious expression, and the head of the talk was the Tao.

Su Youwei attached his ear to Yang Qin's side and whispered:

"Ahem. I didn't expect it to be seen by you, since that's the case, then I'll have a showdown and don't pretend. ”

"Your husband and I are calligraphy masters."

Yang Qin cooperated with his ear beside Su Youwei, and whispered: "Then I am the wife of the calligraphy master."

The two of them were greasy and crooked, but they still kept it a little outside, and they were not too presumptuous.

meanwhile

Zhang Baolin has already contacted several internal agents who have been planted in the Yellow Knight.

Tell them that the butler service is starting to recruit people here, and they can come over.

After Zhang Baolin passed the news over.

The Yellow Knight immediately became chaotic inside.

One by one, the graduates submitted their resignation reports, and they were only signing similar cooperative part-time contracts, not even regular employees.

Only by signing such a contract, it is legal for the Yellow Knight not to buy social security for them.

Originally, these graduates felt that this kind of part-time job should be easy to leave their jobs.

It's just that when they start offering to leave one after another.

Problems arise anyway.

"Resignation? If you apply a month in advance and don't come to work for three days in a row, you will be considered a self-departure and no salary, you know? Yuan Qingshun spoke calmly in the office.

He doesn't know how many times he has used this method of manipulating employees.

Take their salary, you can make them honest, as for leaving.

That's better, he won't call the employees for the part of the money he left, and it's more cool to find a way to put it in his bag.

Zhang Yang was a little unhappy and said: "Store manager, according to our situation, we are at most part-time, and we can leave at any time, which is stipulated by the law, and it is illegal for you to do this." ”

Yuan Qingshun pretended to be difficult and said: "Zhang Yang, we also have difficulties as store managers, and the company also has company regulations, you leave so suddenly, then who will do your job?" ”

Yuan Qingshun still said it better, but in fact, he wanted to say more: Illegal? Then you sue me?

However, as a store manager, he still can't be so arrogant, and he still has to speak better.

Zhang Yang got angry when he heard it, is the operation of your company a matter of Lao Tzu?

When I signed the contract, I wanted to save costs and give us a part-time contract, but I didn't have any benefits for a regular job, and if I wanted to leave my job, I had to follow the procedures of a regular job?

The company also has the company's regulations, and he really wants to know whether the labor law is big or the company's regulations are big.

Zhang Yang is very clear about Yuan Qingshun's thoughts, but he thinks that ordinary people like them will not sue, will not make trouble, and will not waste time to care.

Even if they go, at most, they will return the money that should have belonged to them, and they need to pay time and more money.

If they don't go, they don't know where the money that belongs to them goes.

For a while, the more Zhang Yang thought about it, the more angry he became.

No, this must not be counted like this!

It is because of the continuous tolerance of ordinary people that these guys will continue to make inches.

For a while, Zhang Yang suddenly thought of housekeeping service in his mind.

As a competitor to the good moment, will the butler service make any moves when it knows the news?

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