Chapter 183

In the twinkling of an eye, it's Friday, and a week is about to pass.

When I have to get off work on Friday, the people in the company are always very excited and get together in twos and threes to talk about their plans for the weekend.

Qin Guanglin looked at the time, put the paintbrush aside and began to pack up, thinking about what happened after work.

He's going to pour a glass of water on his bed, and then go straight ahead. Why not borrow it there.

In order to live a happy life, we have to use some small means. Although this method seems silly, why don't we know what he's up to at a glance, but it works?

And with this, if you want to borrow it next time, why don't you just agree to it in order to avoid him repeating this stupid method.

It's called being wise as a fool.

Today, Sun Wen didn't rush out as soon as it was time to get off work. After finishing his things, he came over and watched Qin Guanglin tidy up his desk. He shook his head at the door of the company and said, "let's have a meal and have a drink next time?"

"What's the matter?"

Qin Guanglin didn't rush to agree or refuse. He picked up his things and asked.

"Look at you too much time, help you waste."

"I believe Xiao Yu said that. You..."

"Hey, I can't learn his tone." Sun Wen shakes his head and smiles. He doesn't joke any more. He raises his hand to say hello to the colleague who left. He says, "I have something to tell you."

"Let's go." Qin Guanglin picked up his desk and stood up.

He could vaguely guess what Sun Wen was going to say. He had expected that Sun Wen would talk to him sooner or later, but he didn't expect that it would be so soon.

As he went out, he took out his mobile phone and Qin Ma to talk to them.

"Now if you don't go home for dinner, you have to report to two people, alas."

"Don't show off now."

At Sun Wen's suggestion, they drove to Shaoji's home cooked restaurant near the University of Los Angeles.

I don't know whether he chose this place intentionally or unintentionally. The old but not messy table, mottled walls, and uncle Shao, who can't tell whether he is fat or strong, are full of familiar memories of four years of University.

"It's still comfortable here."

Sun Wen ordered a good dish and pushed the menu to Qin Guanglin. He turned to the refrigerator and took out four bottles of beer. He took two bottles with one hand and opened them with two bangs. He took a big gulp and breathed out, "no more, two bottles for one person."

"Slow down, don't drink two bottles before the dish is served." Qin Guanglin took the cup, poured it on and took a sip.

Sun Wen didn't say anything, and he didn't take the initiative to mention it. He took his chopsticks and ate the peanuts Shao Shu gave him. "It's good to drink in the cup. It's too fast to blow with a bottle."

"Women take cups."

"Cut, you are biased against women, be careful to be punched."

"I have one hand Forget it. I can't beat it. " Sun Wen clenched his fist. His fingers rattled twice and he put them down again. He reached out from his pocket and took a deep breath. He raised his head and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke. "Woman..."

He sighed, leaning on the back of his chair and picking chin at Qin Guanglin, "I met an emotional master."

"Isn't that me?" Qin Guanglin still claims to be a master of emotion.

"You're a master of emotions." Sun Wen hissed and said, "I met a really powerful and analytical person. I tried to coax Yueyue in the way she said these days. It's really effective. Now I'll call Yueyue and she'll take it. I'll ask her to have dinner. It's not far away from the reunion."

"So you're busy with it these days."

Qin Guanglin was a little speechless. This guy really didn't give up. "What's the use of getting back together? Don't you have to break up after that? "

"No, I'm not me now."

"And who are you?"

"I'm Sun Wen 2.0, upgraded version, super change form."

"Super pervert for short."

"Go and see."

Sun Wen looked up and took another sip of wine. He was silent for a moment. He looked at Qin Guanglin and then looked at the back kitchen door curtain. "Today Shao Shucai is a little slow."

"You ordered all the hard dishes." Qin Guanglin smiles.

As soon as the words were heard, Shao Shu came out with a plate of stewed pork skeletons and put them on the table. "Today there are many skeletons. Eat them hard."

"Yes, thank you, uncle Shao."

Looking at Uncle Shao back to the kitchen to continue to work, Sun Wen picked up a skeleton to chew two, nodded and praised, "it's still the old taste, I like this one."

"Well, the food has been served. Didn't you say you had something to say? If you want to talk about it, tell me something about ink. " Qin Guanglin saw that he was holding his words and chatting all the time, but he didn't get down to business.

"Alas..."

Sun Wen sighed and said, "I'm short of money."

"How much is missing? I'll lend it to you. "

"Ha ha, I would have asked if I needed to borrow it. Is that necessary?" Sun Wen shakes his head and smiles, "I'm not in a hurry to save the poor. I'm not in a hurry to be short of money. I'm poor. I'm very poor.""I can't help that." Qin Guanglin followed with a smile, "I'm also poor. I don't know how to get rich."

"I know." Sun Wen said.

Qin Guanglin looked at him and didn't speak, waiting for him to continue to speak.

Sun Wen pondered for a moment, put down his skeleton and lit a cigarette, "today I just want to tell you about it

"What's the matter?"

"You're so smart, you might have guessed it." Sun Wen lit him with his smoking hand. His thick eyebrows coagulated together slightly, showing some helplessness. After a short silence, he continued: "do you think the company is good now?"

"At least I don't think it's bad." Qin Guanglin nodded truthfully and asked, "what do you think?"

"I think it's good, too, but..." Sun Wen tapped his finger on the table and continued: "don't you think it can be better?"

"Oh?"

"Do you know about the studio?" He asked Qin Guanglin.

"Isn't this our studio?"

"No Sun Wen shook his head. "It can be said that it's a studio, it can be said that it's a company, and it can be said that it's not - the studio's words are too big, the company's words are too small."

"What do you want to say?" Qin Guanglin is strange. He doesn't know what he's selling.

"It's very easy to be a studio. Three or five people can rent a large single room or a room and a hall in any residential area, and then they can make a work - a maximum rent of 1000 yuan, plus some equipment. It doesn't need any cost. It's a normal studio to register and set up a company, and the company's name can exempt a lot of taxes."

"The rent of our studio now is a big expense, and the cost of others is higher than that of ordinary companies The most important thing is that Chen Rui only wants to do hand-painted products. He has a lot of people to raise and a terrible low output... "

Qin Guanglin is eating peanuts and listening quietly. He already knows what he thinks.

"If computer graphics, using those templates to do the current mainstream hot-blooded routine in batches, take the way of flow, even if the sales can't compare with the boutiques he does, but in terms of quantity, it can earn more than him, and the cost is lower - I've studied for a long time, and he can't go this way."

Sun Wen looked at Qin Guanglin seriously, "otherwise, there would not have been more than a dozen people and the development would have been so slow. He thinks too well. He doesn't know the market trend at all. He just wants to do what he wants to do. He won't do it. "

"And then?" Asked Qin Guanglin.

"We can do it ourselves."

"With half the company?"

"Yes, they were arranged by me." Sun Wen nodded heavily, "we can't do it alone. Everything except painting will be dealt with by them."

Qin Guanglin sighed, "is this good?"

“……”

"You're right, but this is How are you

Sun Wen was silent for a moment, picked up the bottle and took a drink, "I guess you would say that, so I didn't tell you."

"But what can I do if I don't? Where can I find a group of people who are willing to follow me? "

"It doesn't matter whether it's good or not, whether it's principled or not. Chen Rui doesn't care about money, but we do. I don't want to enjoy high-end office buildings. I don't want to wear five or six people to go to work in the building every day. I don't want to sit in a comfortable boss's chair. I'd rather he converted these into money for me. I can draw pictures in a doghouse." He said, trying to suppress his emotions.

"If you are poor, your ambition is short. I have to find a way to make myself not poor. It's time for us to get married. Have you ever thought about Lin Zi? Do you see the current house price? I don't want to go back to the mountains, and I don't want to be pressured by the mortgage for decades. I can't be relieved until I'm about to enter the earth at the age of 50 or 60. "

Sun Wen took a big puff of his cigarette, threw the cigarette end under his feet and crushed it out. Then he looked up at Qin Guanglin.

"Lin Zi, we have to fight together."