a protracted war

Sunny September 5

As soon as I went to work today, Lao Liu, the leader of Mediterranean Sea, came to me with a smile and said, "Zhang Yang, let's have dinner with the client tonight." He patted me on the shoulder again: "After this deal is discussed, the future is limitless. "After speaking, he smiled obscenely.

In this day and age, everything is a selling point, and masculinity is no exception. Of course, I am a very principled person, and I will never sell my body.

Generally, when dealing with female customers, the company sends male salesmen to negotiate, which is nothing more than the principle that same-sex attracts and opposite-sex repel. If you find a young and beautiful female salesperson, and the customer happens to be a middle-aged woman, this order must be a negotiation. It can't be done.

Anyone who is good-looking is willing to take a second look. Although I am not as handsome as a celebrity, I am still alive, with good features, and something illusory like temperament, I feel a little bit.

In the evening, I scanned the dining table, and it was indeed correct.The client is a woman in her 50s or [-]s, about the same age as my mother, wearing heavy makeup and smart suits.

Lao Liu was sitting next to me, and he kept yelling at me with his elbows, signaling me to talk more, and then it was time to talk about serious business.I saw his bald scalp, shining like his eyes.

But in the end it was the customer who spoke first, and the woman said don't be nervous, originally I was interested in your company.He asked me again: "The young man is not very old, right? He looks like a recent college student."

I laughed and said, "Mr. Gao is joking, I'm already 28, about the age of three."

Mr. Gao also laughed: "Really, he looks about the same age as my son."

After we started chatting, it was much easier to talk later, and finally we got the big deal as a matter of course. Mr. Gao said that he would go to the company the next day to formally sign the contract.

After the meal, Old Liu was so happy that he could see his teeth but not see his eyes. He patted me on the shoulder and said comfortingly, "I know you can do it."

I'm not being modest, I feel like I've just reaped the benefits for nothing this time, and I'm very grateful to Lao Liu, so he's a lot more pleasing to the eye, and the Mediterranean has become a little cute.

I said: "It's not my credit, why don't you talk about it, Mr. Gao, you already belong to our company."

Old Liu said: "Don't be modest, you can see that she hits you off right away."

I said, "It's not right to say hit it off, we didn't talk much."

I said again: "Mr. Gao didn't say anything. I saw that she was about the same age as her son, so I asked me a few more questions. The elders treat the younger ones like this."

Old Liu rubbed his chin: "That's true, but you have made a lot of contributions. Why haven't I heard that Mr. Gao has such a big son? I always thought she didn't even get married."

I laughed: "Haven't you heard that it's not normal? People can't tell everyone that I have a son every day. My son is in his 20s or something."

Old Liu said, "That's true."

I thought to myself, Lao Liu is quite a gossip, maybe this head is bald because of gossip all day long.

I didn't drive here today, the car was sent to be washed.After saying goodbye to Lao Liu, I walked along the side of the road. This place is not very far from my apartment, and it takes about [-] minutes to walk there.

In the past two years, the shared bicycles on the side of the road have been crazy, appearing at various crossings one after another. There are quite a lot of people riding, and there are also many people walking. Holding a shared bicycle, completely ignoring passers-by's crazy eyes, showing affection like a blind man.

Giggling, it didn't take long for the girl to bump into the lamp post next to her.

I couldn't help but say something in my heart: yes.

And, falling in love is dangerous.

After walking for about ten minutes, I passed a small stall.

The stall owner is an old man, wearing big black sunglasses, and playing the erhu, which is still a famous song: February Reflecting Spring.

It's pretty sweet, sad and melodious.I couldn't hold back, I stretched out my hand and waved it in front of the old man's eyes.The uncle's movements were strangely swift, and he slapped me away with one palm.

I was surprised and said: "Master, have you practiced listening to the sound?"

The old man turned his head to me, "I can see that, and I'm not blind."

I was a little embarrassed, "This...you are playing the erhu with these big sunglasses, I thought you..." The more I said it, the more embarrassing it became, and I couldn't continue.

It felt like the uncle was glaring at me through the sunglasses, annoyed: "I just had a cataract cut, I can't see the light."

Me: "Oh..."

I felt that this misunderstanding was quite embarrassing, so I had nothing to say, "Master, you are a good erhu player, aren't you?"

The uncle was very proud: "Is it okay after decades of pulling?"

I gave a thumbs up, "The master is among the people!"

Later, I looked at the things that the uncle placed in the tricycle compartment. They were all small musical instruments. Some I had seen but couldn’t name them, and some I had never seen before.

I picked up a gadget that looked like a cigarette holder, and asked the uncle, "Master, what kind of musical instrument is this?"

The uncle took a look: "Kazoo."

I said, "How do you blow this thing?"

The uncle stretched out his hand to me, and I handed him the flute that looked like a cigarette holder, and then the uncle played a section for me.

After listening to it, I pondered for a while, wondering why there is such a musical instrument in the world, it sounds like a duck quacking, without any sense of beauty.

The uncle said: "Do you want to try it? Just blow it, it's very easy."

I shook my head vigorously.

I saw ocarinas, Tao Xun, shakuhachi on the side, and harmonica on the inside, with 24 holes, [-] holes, [-] holes, and the same ten hole blues as Yi Yi's.

I picked up a ten-hole blues to have a look, the uncle saw it and asked me: "Can you play?"

I shook my head and asked again: "Master, do you know all of these?"

The uncle said with a smile: "All of them, but most of them are entry-level, only the erhu has not let go of it for so many years."

I admire from the bottom of my heart: "You are amazing."

The uncle said: "There is a reason for everything. You will not know what you like best until you try it."

I nodded, that's why.

I lay in bed with a little harmonica in my hand.

Bought from the uncle, Bruce ten holes, not expensive, 20 yuan, with a layer of copper paint on the surface, if you don’t know the price, it looks quite high-end.

I tried to blow it, but it felt like I didn't have enough air, and the sound was quite muffled.

No Yi also played nicely.

And I watched Yi Yi blow it very easily in the video before, why is it not the same thing when he blows it by himself, this small gadget that is not as big as a palm is not as easy to use as it looks.

I picked up the phone, hesitated again and again, and sent a WeChat message to Yi Yi, "Are you there?"

"Yes." Yi Yi replied almost instantly.

I asked him, "How do you play the harmonica?"

Yi also asked me: "It depends on the number of holes. I only played 24 holes and [-] holes. Do you want to learn?"

I said, "Ten-hole ones. I saw one for sale on the way home from get off work today, so I bought one."

"There's nothing to do after get off work." I added.

Yi Yi said: "Oh, the 24-hole blues harmonica is more difficult to master than the [-]-hole one, but it is not difficult to learn seriously. You should be able to play a complete piece of music in one day."

Then he sent me a few more video links.

"Here are some introductory video tutorials. I think they are very good. You can watch them first and ask me if you don't understand."

I said, "Okay, then I'll take a look first."

Yi also said, "OK."

After that, I clicked into his circle of friends and watched his little video of playing the harmonica several times.