Divorce without killing!

Chu Heng turned his head and saw an old man about 60 years old.

The old man's name is Chen Baimo, he looks gentle and elegant, his hair is slightly gray, he is wearing a gray vest and a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, and he is looking at Chu Heng with a gentle smile.

Chu Heng was slightly startled, and immediately replied: "No, I just came in to take a look."

Chen Baimo smiled and asked the young man in front of him: "Then you should also be a person who likes to draw, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have come in."

Chu Heng was silent for a while, nodded, "Yes."

He really came in because he was attracted by his interest. After a slight pause, he told again: "I studied for a while when I was a child, from the third grade of elementary school until I graduated from junior high school, but it stopped when I was in high school."

The reason was because of some family affairs before, but Chu Heng didn't want to say this.

Chen Baimo stretched out his hand to lift up the lens, squinted his eyes slightly to look at Chu Heng, and asked with a smile: "Then are you still interested in this aspect now?"

Without thinking about it, Chu Heng nodded seriously, "Yes." Then his eyes couldn't help being attracted by another oil painting on the wall, and he was a little lost in his eyes.

Chen Baimo looked at him with a smile, and he could see that he really liked it, then suddenly asked: "Then would you like to work here?"

Chu Heng was startled for a moment, his thoughts turned away from the painting, he was a little surprised and asked in disbelief, "Are you serious? I can come here to work?"

Chen Baimo smiled and took out his business card, and handed it to Chu Heng, "Of course it's true, I'm currently recruiting a few handymen here. Young man, if you are willing to endure hardships and don't dislike the poor treatment, you can of course try it... ..."

Chen Baimo was also a frank person, he didn't hide anything, and said bluntly: "It's not easy for me to recruit a handyman here now."

Chu Heng took the business card in his hand, with his name printed on it: Chen Baimo, the principal of Baiyue Art Training Center, and his contact information.

Chu Heng frowned, hesitated for a moment, and asked again: "But I have absolutely no experience in this field."

And he didn't know what to do with the miscellaneous objects in the studio.

Chen Baimo said profoundly: "It doesn't matter. Experience is accumulated slowly. Most young people are unwilling to endure hardships, and they are unwilling to start from the lowest level. Compared with capable and experienced people, we are more willing to look for them." He is a person who is not impetuous and willing to endure hardships and take his work seriously."

As he spoke, he glanced at the clock in the hall. It was just after nine o'clock. There were still people studying in the adult studio on the third floor, and he asked Chu Heng kindly, "Would you like to go up with me to visit? There are more paintings on the walls that you can look at."

Chu Heng inexplicably felt kind to Principal Chen Baimo, and nodded with a smile, "Okay."

The third floor looks much more spacious than the first floor. There are about four or five large studios and classrooms. The whole floor is very quiet, but the crystal lights above the head are on. The ground is smooth and clean, almost spotless, and the decoration on the walls is also It can be seen that they are all very high-end.

Chu Heng could tell that this was a relatively formal art studio.

There are indeed many more paintings on the wall than in the lobby on the first floor, and the styles are also varied, with uneven levels. Some are like innocent children graffiti, while others are obviously well-painted. It was drawn by a professional artist.

Seeing his doubts, Chen Baimo introduced with a smile: "These are all drawn by some of our students. The students are different in age, some have just started learning, and some have been studying with us for several years."

In the only classroom on the right side of the corridor that is still in class, through the tall glass door, you can see that there are nearly a dozen adults sitting in it, all of them are sitting upright, holding a drawing board in one hand, and Carefully draw on sketch paper.

The old principal Chen Baimo smiled and introduced to Chu Heng: "These are some people who have already worked but have always been interested in painting, so they signed up for an adult art class and slowly learned from the basics."

Smiling, he said with some emotion: "As long as you are willing to spend time and study hard, it's never too late to start painting."

Chu Heng listened carefully and nodded in agreement.

Chen Baimo looked at the time again, and it was almost time for these adult classes to end. He said to Chu Heng, "You can go back and think about it. If you want, you can call me, or you can just come here to find me."

Holding the business card from that meeting in his hand, Chu Heng nodded, "Okay, thank you."

Chen Baimo sent Chu Heng downstairs again, and finally waved his hand. He had a good impression of this young man. He looked clean and pure, and his mentality was not impetuous. This is rare among young people nowadays. of.

Looking at Chu Heng's back, he smiled and nodded again.

Chu Heng continued to sway alone in the cold wind for a while, and then went to a small hotel on the side of the road to get a room.

Yan Bailiang has been calling Chu Heng since six o'clock in the afternoon, and it is almost ten o'clock now, and Chu Heng's phone is still not turned on.

Yan Bailiang felt a little helpless and threw the phone aside, lying on the sofa and sighing.

He also knew that it was impossible for Chu Heng to be so obedient with his petty temper. He acted so docile and obedient to him on the phone at noon, but he turned off the phone and disappeared in the afternoon.

Fortunately, Yan Bailiang also started to ask He Xin to find someone to watch his baby in the afternoon. If he really hid like this and disappeared, President Yan reckoned that he would go crazy and mobilize people all over the street to look for it.

Yan Bailiang was helpless, but thinking that the young man's temper would come up now, and he couldn't be coaxed well for a while, so he simply let him go for a few days, and then went to arrest him directly after a while.

Thinking about it, Yan Bailiang got up, picked up his phone again, and dialed He Xin's number.

Without waiting for Yan Bailiang to ask, He Xin immediately reported spontaneously: "He has gone to sleep in a small hotel."

When Yan Bailiang heard the word 'small hotel', he immediately frowned and asked: "What kind of small hotel, how is the condition, is it clean inside, is the sanitation up to standard, and is the owner a man or a woman, and how old is he?"

Facing this series of questions, He Xin: "..."

Before he could decide which one to answer first, Yan Bailiang asked again: "The boss looks fierce, isn't he a black shop, right? Will there be cameras secretly installed in the room or bathroom?"

He Xin wanted to say, why don't I ask someone to follow up directly to have a look.

But before he could say anything, Yan Bailiang thought of something again, and said in a deep voice: "Forget it, you just let people watch outside, don't let him find out, don't interfere with anything, just make sure As long as he's safe."

He Xin breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately said, "Yes, yes, President Yan!"

Yan Bailiang hung up the phone and reclined on the sofa, a little bored and empty-hearted.

Usually at this time, I should hug my little lover and touch him, but suddenly such a person disappeared, and I am really not used to it.

President Yan's hands were itchy, he tapped his fingers on the sofa, and suddenly the corner of his mouth curled up, he got up and grabbed his cell phone to make a call, and said coldly to the other side: "Yes, his name is Yi Heng..."

……

The next day, Chu Heng woke up after six o'clock. He picked up the mobile phone next to the pillow with his fingers, hesitated for a while, and finally did not turn it on.

He didn't want Yan Bailiang to find him, and he didn't want to rely on any relationship with Yan Bailiang anymore. This time he wanted to rely entirely on himself.

Chu Heng got up to wash up first, and then went downstairs to have breakfast. When he came back, he packed up his things and went downstairs to check out.

In a printing shop not far away, Chu Heng printed out a resume, and posted his own photo in the photo column.

He decided to give it a try. Compared with those high-paying positions in the company, he would rather try what he was interested in.

It was not far from the studio last night, and Chu Heng quickly found it according to his memory.

Looking in from the tall glass door on the first floor, you can see that the inside is quiet and the floor is clean.

Chu Heng took a breath and walked in straight.

Different from last night, there are two more receptionists in the lobby on the first floor today, one looks like an aunt in her 40s, and the other looks like a pretty girl who is slightly older than Chu Heng.

Both of them were very enthusiastic, and immediately got up and asked Chu Heng: "Hi, are you here to consult about art training?"

Chu Heng remembered what the principal said to him last night, telling him to come to him directly, so he said, "No, I'm here to find Mr. Chen Baimo."

The little girl smiled, looked like she was only a year or two older than Chu Heng, and said, "Then I'll take you there."

Chu Heng nodded, "Thank you."

In the elevator room, the little girl looked at Chu Heng and said, "Are you here for an interview?"

Chu Heng politely smiled back at her, "Yeah."

The little girl paused, and then said: "My surname is Wang, and my name is Wang Li. You can call me Xiao Wang from now on."

Chu Heng: "Okay."

Wang Li could see that Chu Heng was a quiet and cool person, but in fact, such a boy was much easier to like than those glib ones.

So Wang Li had a good first impression of him. When the elevator reached the top floor of the building, she kindly said to him: "This center looks very high-end and formal. It is approved by the Education Bureau, but it is not How to make money, you must discuss the salary with the principal in advance during the interview."

Chu Heng nodded, knowing that she meant well, "Thank you."

Just then the elevator door opened, Wang Li led Chu Heng to the door of the principal's office, and knocked lightly on the door.

Chen Baimo was drawing a Chinese painting on the table, and said, "Come in."

Chu Heng opened the door and walked in alone, saying, "Hi, Principal Chen."

Seeing that it was the young man from last night, Chen Baimo was in a good mood, put down the brush in his hand, and asked gently, "Have you thought about it?"

Chu Heng handed him his resume, "Well, take a look first."

Chen Baimo took it, flipped through it casually, and said with a smile: "You are only 21 years old, no wonder you look so young, you just graduated?"

Chu Heng nodded, "Yes."

Seeing that the column of Chu Heng's work experience was blank, Chen Baimo didn't ask any more questions. What he valued more was the personality and conduct of young people. I'll be here."

He looked at Chu Heng for a while, then smiled and asked, "I heard from you last night that you also studied art for seven years?"

Chu Heng replied seriously: "Yes, from the third grade to junior high school graduation, but high school was interrupted."

Principal Chen is a person who values ​​art more than money, but he is not a person with low EQ. Seeing that Chu Heng didn't say the reason, of course the old principal Chen didn't ask, and squinted his eyes at Chu Heng After a while, he said gently: "Then I'll take you to our studio to have a look today, and I'll let you practice with your pen to see how much you can remember."

Chu Heng remembered that he had studied for seven years before, but he had stopped studying for seven years. He was a little nervous for a moment, and wanted to decline, "Forget it..."

Principal Chen interrupted him and said with a smile: "It's okay, just try it casually. Since you want to work here, you still like it. No matter what position you will be promoted in our center in the future, as long as you are free, You can go to the studio to draw by yourself at any time, and you can also learn from our professional teachers here.”

Chu Heng could only agree, and followed Principal Chen to an empty studio on the fourth floor.

Principal Chen found him a drawing board, sketch paper, and 2 to 6B pencils, and then smiled and stared at him.

Chu Heng could only draw a random drawing according to the sample on the wall, but after all, he hadn't practiced for a long time, and the posture of holding the pen was still correct, but his wrist was obviously stiff, and compared with this Chu Heng felt ashamed of the other paintings in the studio that might have been left by teenage children.

But after seeing it, Old Principal Chen nodded in satisfaction, "The foundation is still there."

Chu Heng felt a little happy in his heart, and pursed his lips.

Principal Chen said again: "Then come to work tomorrow and start as a handyman."

He said the last sentence a little lightly, but he was actually a little worried that the young man would be unwilling.

After all, many young people are unwilling, so it is difficult to recruit people.

But Chu Heng nodded immediately, his eyes bright: "Okay, thank you, Principal Chen."

Principal Chen is in a delicate mood. Few people are willing to do the job of a handyman in a general art center of this kind.

He could see that Chu Heng was quite talented in art, and it was a pity to let him do handyman, but after all, he didn't have a diploma from a professional college, and he didn't have a certificate recognized by the society, and he had been abandoned for too long, so he could only do handyman. , Let him pick it up slowly.

Otherwise, it would be a pity.

Principal Chen finally told Chu Heng some materials to be prepared tomorrow and the working hours, and asked him to go back and rest first.

Chu Heng said goodbye to him happily, and he was in a good mood after going out.

Although he is still a bit confused about the future, he is willing to give it a try, and now he still has the capital, so he doesn't need to think too much, just because he is interested and he is willing.

Chu Heng stopped on the side of the road, finally turned on his mobile phone, and was about to find out if there were any houses for rent nearby, but he saw He Qingxiao's name among a bunch of missed calls from President Yan.

He Qingxiao and Chu Heng lived in the same dormitory for four years. Their personalities were very different, but they had a good relationship when they were in the dormitory. Although they hadn't had much contact after graduation, Chu Heng still looked at the phone without hesitation and directly called the phone. Called back.

He Qingxiao's lazy voice came from over there, "Chu Heng?"

Chu Heng: "It's me, I saw you called me."

He Qingxiao thought of the person who called him last night, and felt a little apprehensive, and asked, "Where are you? Pass me first."

Chu Heng looked around, asked for the address, and found that it was not far from the house that He Qingxiao rented after graduation. He said "OK" and hung up the phone.

By car, it will arrive in a short while.

He Qingxiao didn't know anything about Chu Heng's flash marriage. When Chu Heng got married, he happened to go out to play with his junior, and he didn't have much contact with other people, so it was difficult to know about it from other students. thing.

He Qingxiao got up lazily when he heard the knock on the door and went to open the door.

Standing at the door, Chu Heng was stunned for a moment. The room was in a mess, and he was stunned. He asked He Qingxiao, "Where's the junior?"

If he was here, he would definitely help this beautiful senior clean up.

He Qingxiao brushed the broken hair in front of his forehead with his slender fingers and said lightly, "It's broken up."

Chu Heng was surprised: "Why?"

"He couldn't accept that I partnered with other people in the online match, and wanted me to quit, but we couldn't agree, so we broke up." He Qingxiao said in a flat tone.

Chu Heng didn't ask any more questions. After entering, he found a place to sit down.

He Qingxiao's family isn't very rich, but he doesn't have to worry about food and clothing, so after graduation, he still hangs around in the online distribution circle.

But Chu Heng wanted to have his own career, and because he knew Yan Bailiang, he didn't want to partner with others, and it happened that no crew came to him, so he quit naturally.

He Qingxiao brought him a glass of water, and Chu Heng took it. The two asked each other about the recent situation, and when they learned that Chu Heng was about to look for a house, He Qingxiao lazily said: "My place happens to be empty, you Stay."

"Also, it's pretty close to the place you said you went to work." He Qingxiao glanced at Chu Heng and said again.

Chu Heng wanted to agree, hesitated slightly, and said seriously: "Then I will share half of the rent with you."

He Qingxiao said: "Okay."

The agreement was reached quickly, and the two had nothing to worry about because they lived in the same dormitory before.

There were three rooms in the house. Chu Heng chose the one with a balcony among the remaining two rooms, and then got up to tidy up.

Both he and He Qingxiao can't cook. After ordering takeaway and eating together, Chu Heng was about to go back to his room, but He Qingxiao suddenly stopped him and asked, "Do you remember that pure white man?" Is it the cv?"

When Chu Heng heard this person, he frowned unconsciously and said, "I remember."

He Qingxiao paused for a moment, then continued: "He has also quit the circle for a long time recently, but suddenly there is an author whose work has to be assigned to him, otherwise the copyright will not be granted."

Chu Heng listened, and didn't really want to care about this person's affairs, so he replied casually, "Oh."

He Qingxiao stared at Chu Heng, noticing the changes on his face, a little hesitant to continue talking, after thinking about it, he stopped, lazily got up from the sofa, and went back to his room.

Chu Heng didn't take it seriously. After washing, he lay down on the bed and stared at his phone.

Yan Bailiang didn't call him or send him any more messages today. The most recent message was recorded in the early hours of last night, and he only sent two words: [Good night. 】

Chu Heng flicked the phone screen, and then scrolled down to look at the previous records.

There was no more message from Yan Bailiang, and the phone was clean, but Chu Heng couldn't tell what it was like, and he was still a little blocked. He clicked on the dialog box to reply, but finally gritted his teeth and gave the other box directly. turned off.

The next day, Chu Heng woke up very early, because it was his first day at work, so he was full of expectations.

This is not a large group like Yan's, so there are no complicated procedures for joining the company.

Chen Baimo had already greeted the two receptionists in advance.

Wang Li and Chu Heng were about the same age, so she took Chu Heng to introduce the scope of work on the first day of today.

While walking, Wang Li asked Chu Heng: "The principal should have told you, our center is actually in the service industry, because most of the students are free to attend classes on Saturdays and Sundays, so we can't rest."

Chu Heng nodded, "I know."

Wang Li said again: "We can choose two days to rest during the week. We usually get off work at [-] pm, but some teachers have adult classes in the evening, so they will work overtime, but we don't use it. When it's off-duty time, we just punch in and leave. That's it."

Chu Heng continued to nod, "En."

Wang Li took Chu Heng to meet the other teachers in the center one by one.

The teachers in the art training center are like this. They have classes all day on Saturday and Sunday, from early morning to evening.

However, it is usually open all day from Monday to Friday. Only one or two teachers have art classes for adults starting at 07:30 in the evening, and professional courses for art candidates who want to apply for professional colleges.

So during the week, they are basically free during the day. When Wang Li took Chu Heng to meet those teachers, some teachers didn't have classes, so they didn't come directly, and some came just bored in their own studios. Flipping through your phone, or painting on a canvas.

In fact, Chu Heng was a little envious of their work. He was really busy only two days a week, but he suddenly understood why the center looked so formal and respectable, but it didn't actually make much money.

But these are not what he needs to think about at present. Chu Heng knows that what he needs to do now is to quickly understand everything about this center and familiarize himself with his responsibilities.

After Wang Li took him to meet these teachers one by one, he told him what he was responsible for.

Chu Heng is also like those teachers. He is only really busy for two days on weekends. During the week, he only needs to clean up the studio in the center that he used for class the day before, wipe the table in the studio, and tidy up the stools and drawing boards. That's fine, and then the rest of the time can be used to study on your own.

After a whole day, Chu Heng adapted quickly and was in a good mood.

When it was time to get off work, I ran into Principal Chen of the center. Principal Chen asked him with a smile, "How do you feel on the first day today?"

Chu Heng's eyes were bright, and he said sincerely, "It's pretty good."

Although his salary is not as high as one-third of what he was in Yan's, and he doesn't care what others think of him, he is quite willing, even if he is like this all day long sweeping the floor, cleaning the table, and tidying the studio, at least he does it on his own. Get it, feel at ease.

And he also wants to see how far he can go without relying on anyone.

In other large companies, he was always worried that he would have some connection with Yan Bailiang again, so he would rather come here.

Chen Baimo could see that there was a lot of energy in him, and asked him again: "We have a class in our center tonight, why don't you follow along and learn?"

Chu Heng knew that there were two kinds of classes in this center at night, one was interest classes for adults in the society, and the other was professional classes for professional art candidates. He thought that Principal Chen was talking about interest classes for adults, and was about to He nodded, but heard Principal Chen say again: "Go and follow the professional class."

Chu Heng was slightly taken aback.

Chen Baimo said slowly: "I saw your painters yesterday, and the basics are still there. It just so happens that these professional students have also been trained since the first year of high school. You can keep up with them with a little practice."

Chu Heng remained silent, knowing it was a good intention, and said, "Thank you, Principal Chen."

Principal Chen said again: "For the class at 07:30, I have already told the official teacher who is in charge of the class. He is a retired professor from a professional art academy. He has rich teaching experience and is currently the best teacher in our center."

"Every year, the art candidates who follow him can be admitted to their ideal schools. I know you will not take the art test again, but there is nothing wrong with learning as a hobby, as long as you don't think it's too late to go back at night, and you don't think it's too late. If you are tired."

Chu Heng didn't think there was anything to be tired about, and he had nothing to do when he went back at night, so he naturally agreed.

It doesn't have to be useful for learning, as President Chen said, just as a hobby is also pretty good.

Chu Heng thanked Principal Chen earnestly again, and Principal Chen asked him to eat first. After eating, just in time for the 07:30 class, Chu Heng nodded seriously.

After a few days, Chu Heng felt very relaxed and happy, but when it was time to get off work on Friday, Wang Li suddenly reminded him half-jokingly: "Be sure to eat more tomorrow morning."

Chu Heng was puzzled.Knowing that the two days on the weekend are the busiest, but at the moment he can't imagine how busy it is and how exhausting it is.

Wang Li kindly reminded him again: "Tomorrow, I have to come to work half an hour earlier."

Chu Heng nodded, "Okay."

On the second day, Chu Heng was full of expectations, but when he arrived at the center, he was completely stunned. The center where there were usually few people was suddenly full of people, and many of them were children.

Chu Heng: "!"

Wang Li winked at him, signaling him to quickly put on his work badge.

Wang Liye and that aunt were very busy today, constantly accepting parents who came to consult, they were so busy that they signaled Chu Heng to hurry up and look at the work group.

Just 1 minute ago, the group announced everyone's work tasks for today. Chu Heng needed to run up and down constantly to deliver things to the teachers on the floor he was in charge of. The students in class are all relatively young children, and some of them can’t even find their own classrooms, so Chu Heng needs to take them there, and pay special attention to their safety. Send it to the parents.

Chu Heng: "!" Suddenly he was a little flustered in the face of such a mess of things, but he quickly calmed down.

After a whole day, Chu Heng really felt that his legs were about to break from running, and he didn't even take a break at noon, but fortunately, he didn't make any mistakes that day.

But the next day, around noon, a parent suddenly came to ask where his child was?

Wang Li immediately asked the child's name and the time of class, and told him that the child had finished class half an hour ago and should have been picked up by now.

But the parent did not pick up his child, nor was he picked up by other members of his family.

In an instant, they searched the entire center but couldn't find it. Everyone panicked, and it was found out that it was a child attending class on the floor that Chu Heng was in charge of.

There are cameras on every floor in this center, but the only thing missing is that the entrance of the center is not installed.

Standing there, Chu Heng's mind was in a mess. He knew it was his mistake, and the parents scolded him constantly. Even Chen Baimo became anxious and immediately called people to find him.

Chu Heng was flustered and sad, but he also knew that standing here was useless, so he gritted his teeth and rushed out.

There is no camera in front of the center's own gate, but the building is directly opposite the gate of a community, and the security room at the gate of the community should have a camera.

Chu Heng was not sure, but he rushed over anyway.

……

Yan Bailiang was carefully looking at a document in his hand, and the other free hand was habitually tapping on the desk, and the cell phone next to him rang.

Yan Bailiang frowned, a little angry, he didn't like others to disturb him when he was working, but when he saw that He Xin was calling, he guessed it was about his baby Chu Heng, so he suppressed his anger instantly , picked up.

He Xin was a little anxious over there, "Mr. Yan, Chu Heng seems to have made some mistakes in Chen Baimo's studio center today."

Yan Bailiang's pupils shrank slightly, "What mistake?"

"It seems that a child in Chu Heng's area of ​​responsibility has disappeared after class!"

Yan Bailiang was silent, the fingers of the other hand were pinched on the document by the table.

He Xin tentatively asked, "Do you want us to help you find it?"

Yan Bailiang was still silent. He could actually understand why Chu Heng didn't go to other companies, but why he chose to go to such a studio. After thinking about it, he said: "Look for it, but don't notify Chu Heng after you find it, and don't interfere with him." Just keep that child safe."

He Xin was a little surprised, "Why didn't you tell Chu Heng? Wouldn't this make him worry all the time?"

Yan Bailiang said coldly, "Don't ask too many questions, just do it."

He Xin: "...Oh."

Yan Bailiang hung up the phone directly.

Chu Heng nervously explained the situation to the two people in the security room. Fortunately, those two people were also very helpful, and immediately helped Chu Heng call out the video.

In the video, Chu Heng saw the child walking to the right without his noticing.

After thanking him, Chu Hengli went out to stop the car, and searched in that direction.

What he was most worried about was the child's safety. As long as the child could be found safely, he didn't care if he was scolded again.

When it was nearly two o'clock in the afternoon, finally, Chu Heng saw the boy at a bus stop on the side of the road, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The boy was about seven years old and looked very cute. He was sitting there eating snacks by himself.

Chu Heng is a person who doesn't like to laugh, especially at this time, but he tried his best to put a smile on his mouth, walked over and squatted down and asked, "Little friend, why did you come here?"

The kid continued eating his snacks and replied, "I want to go home, but I'm lost."

Chu Heng sighed and asked again: "Then who gave you the snacks in your hand?"

"A brother gave it to me. He asked me to sit here and eat and not run around. He said that someone would come to take me home in a while."

Chu Heng was a little puzzled. He looked around, but he didn't see anyone.

He Xin hid in the car, already in a hurry to claim credit in front of President Yan.

He neither interfered nor informed Chu Heng, but just let the child sit in a more conspicuous place so that Chu Heng could find it easily.

Sure enough, President Yan gave him a rare compliment, but after a moment of silence, he said, "It's better not to even do that next time."

He Xin was really puzzled, President Yan obviously treated that person like a baby, otherwise how could he let himself and so many people follow him every day?But now they are not allowed to do him any favors, why?

Yan Bailiang doesn't really want to tell others about his private affairs, but sometimes he wants to show them off, "because he wants to rely on himself."

……

Chu Heng first called Principal Chen to say that the child had been found, and then stopped a car to take him back.

The parents were also looking for other places. When they received the call, they immediately rushed to the center of Chen Baimo's studio. Seeing that the child had been found safely, their tense hearts were finally relieved. However, they still didn't have a good look at Chu Heng, and they still had to blame him. .

Chu Heng listened quietly, it was his own fault in the first place, so he had no complaints, and finally apologized sincerely to the parents.

Chen Baimo also criticized him a few words, but through this incident, he had a better understanding of Chu Heng's character.

Going back at night, Chu Heng took a shower and was really tired this day.

He Qingxiao glanced at him for a few times, but suddenly brought up the matter of CV's pure white release. Chu Heng had already retired, so he was not interested at all, and he didn't want to hear it too much, but He Qingxiao said: "He appointed a To partner with you."

Chu Heng was a little tired and careless, "Then let the crew change to other cvs."

"But now he has become an investor in our crew."

Chu Heng was taken aback, wondering what does this have to do with him?

He Qingxiao: "It's related."

It was rare for him to ask Chu Heng for help: "It's just a short and clear work."

The author has something to say: Don’t think that Xiao Chuzuo, he just wants to rely on himself

Regarding this art center, the author himself has personally come into contact with it before, so he basically understands it.

The one in the article is more formal and approved by the Education Bureau, but it is still a private enterprise, which is a joint-stock system.

The person in charge of this kind of center is also called the principal, and the people hired there are generally retired professors from professional colleges, or at least graduates from professional colleges, so they don't need to recruit students, relying on their reputation, Zhou It will be very easy inside, and I will break my legs on weekends, but I really don’t make much profit in a year.

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