Chapter 179: The Man in the Studio Has a Murderous Aura

I sighed.

"It's a long story, let's find a place to talk!"

Song Xiaodan took me to find a small noodle restaurant nearby. I originally wanted to find a high-end place, but Song Xiaodan didn't let me.

I know that Song Xiaodan wants to save me money, so I won't shirk it.

After ordering the noodles, I took the initiative to speak.

"Sister Song, have you changed jobs? I see how your current outfit has changed so much from before? ”

Song Xiaodan's face showed a bit of helplessness and loneliness.

"Changed!

I didn't study well in college, so it was hard to find a job after graduation. My family conditions are not good, and my parents are farming in the village. It was not easy for me to finish college.

So, when I was an intern in my senior year, I got a job selling insurance.

I've been selling insurance since my senior year, and all I've been thinking about all day is how to meet rich people and how to convince them to buy my insurance.

I've been working for five years, and I'm really tired.

Recently, I changed to a job in operations. Although the salary is not high for the time being, I feel that it has a future.

The most important thing is that there is no mess and no drinking with people.

I sold the car too. ”

Speaking of this, Song Xiaodan couldn't help but sigh.

"I used to think that it was very fashionable to have a car, and it was very face-saving to go back to my hometown during the Chinese New Year. But now I think that none of this is important, but the most important thing is to let my parents live a worry-free life and live happily for myself. ”

I nodded slightly.

"You're right!"

In fact, I wanted to persuade Song Xiaodan to quit his job selling insurance. For that job, she was deceived by Li Liangcai, and was forced by Li Liangcai to help him cheat the boss's wife, almost ruining the boss's life.

This kind of work, no matter how much money is given, cannot be done.

I took out a business card and gently placed it in front of Song Xiaodan.

"Sister Song, if you are not doing your job well, you can come to me. I'll help you recommend a job that's more suitable for you. ”

Song Xiaodan picked up the business card and glanced at it, with a smile on his face.

"Okay! Chen Lin. So soon to get mixed up with the vice president! ”

"Then you just lied to me that you were still driving for others."

This business card was specially printed by Su Tong yesterday. When I was at the office just now, I took two and put them in my pocket.

I took out this business card, not to show off anything to Song Xiaodan. I really wanted to help her.

Hearing Song Xiaodan say this, I smiled and said: "I just put on the name of vice president, but in fact, I still do the driver's business." ”

Song Xiaodan didn't believe it, but she didn't ask more, but changed the topic.

"By the way, you said that Sister Luo and Li Liangcai divorced, but they didn't get a penny. What's going on? ”

Listening to Song Xiaodan ask about the boss's wife, I roughly talked about what happened to the boss's wife and Li Liangcai in the recent period. As for the things between me and the hostess, I deliberately downplayed some and didn't mention them.

Those things are a secret between me and the proprietress and I won't tell anyone.

After listening to my story, Song Xiaodan shook his head slightly.

"Sister Luo is indeed miserable enough, she gave a woman's best ten years to Li Liangcai, who is not as good as a pig and a dog.

After scolding Li Liangcai, Song Xiaodan showed puzzlement again.

"But to help Sister Luo collect debts, Qian Lan is afraid that she can't help, right?

She is a street painter and a foreigner, with no money and no connections in Rongcheng. And Li Liangcai is in Rongcheng, which is very well-connected!

Let me tell you, Li Liangcai not only knows a lot of people in the officialdom, but he also knows some big brothers in the Tao.

You asked my Lan Lan for help, did you vote for the wrong temple gate? ”

I smiled faintly at Song Xiaodan.

"Sister Song, how long have you known Qian Lan?"

Song Xiaodan thought for a while.

"It's been almost 10 years since I started college. What's wrong? ”

I heard Song Xiaodan say that I have known Qian Lan for almost ten years. She didn't know that Qian Lan had a very good father, which showed that Qian Lan was very low-key.

It may also be that Qian Lan has a very poor relationship with her father, so she is reluctant to face her father in front of her best friend.

I moved closer to Song Xiaodan.

"Then, Sister Song, do you know what Qian Lan and her father do?"

Song Xiaodan shook his head.

"I only heard Xiaolan say that her father seems to be in business and should be richer. But their family's business is not in Rongcheng, so if you ask her father for help, it will definitely be useless. ”

I shook my head slightly.

"I didn't want to ask Sister Qian and her father for help, I wanted to ask a friend of her father for help. Sister Qian's father has a friend who was in Rongcheng recently.

This person is a bit famous in Rongcheng. If you can find him for help, it shouldn't be difficult for the proprietress to get the money back. ”

Song Xiaodan heard me say this, although she didn't know what the specific situation was, she still said: "Okay, then I'll take you to Lan Lan after I've eaten in a while."

This girl recently worked as a teacher in the newly opened studio of one of her aunts, teaching a group of elementary school students to draw. ”

After eating, I drove Song Xiaodan to find Qian Lan.

Following Song Xiaodan's guidance, I drove the car to a new community in the south of the city.

This community is relatively large, divided into several areas, and in the middle is a commercial street with many shops.

After finding a place to park the car, Song Xiaodan pointed to a shop not far away and said to me: "Lan Lan is a teacher in the studio called 'Children's Painting Garden'.

I still have something to do in my company, so I won't accompany you up.

Call me if you have something. ”

Song Xiaodan explained it to me clearly, and then took a car on the side of the road and left.

This children's art garden is not big, there are only two shops, and there are many children's paintings on the first floor. Behind the counter sat a middle-aged woman in her forties, petting the Persian cat in her arms.

The woman wears a light blue dress and a thread coat. He doesn't look particularly beautiful, but his eyes are bright and his temperament is very good.

When she saw me enter the door, the woman didn't get up, didn't even look at me, and still held the cat in her arms.

I had no choice but to take the initiative.

"Sister, is Qian Lan here?"

The woman looked up at me.

But instead of answering my question right away, she looked me up and down first, and a warm smile appeared on her otherwise indifferent face.

"You're Lan Lan's friend, right?"

"Lan Lan is giving lessons to a few children up there, I'll take you to her."

In the classroom on the second floor, Qian Lan is instructing a little girl of seven or eight years old to draw watercolors.

In front of the easel next to him, there was a young man in his thirties, holding a paintbrush in his hand, concentrating on applying paint to the paper.

The students in the entire classroom were almost all elementary school students, with the exception of this man.

The middle-aged woman came to the door of the classroom and beckoned to Qian Lan in the classroom.

"Lan Lan, you come out for a moment. Your friend is looking for you. ”

Qian Lan is wearing a white shirt today with a simple pair of blue jeans, and her hair is casually tied into a small ball. The pretty apple face wears a big black glasses.

If I hadn't known that Qian Lan was twenty-six this year, I would definitely treat her as a college student.

Seeing me, Qian Lan's beautiful eyebrows wrinkled slightly, but she still turned around and walked towards the door.

"Why are you here?"

I was about to joke with Qian Lan, but suddenly I felt a sharp gaze in the classroom.