I saddle up for my rival [Rebirth]

Guan Ling stared at the phone dumbfounded, and almost fell down. In terms of thick skin, he was still slightly inferior, and he was willing to admit defeat.

He mumbled that I'm your father, and angrily threw the phone back on the table, but Liang Ze shamelessly sent another one.

-Friendly reminder, 903.5, the amount is too small to constitute fraud

Guan Ling wanted to cut Liang Ze's neck through the phone screen!

When Zhang Ping tidied up the paintings on the shelf and washed the rags, when she came back, she saw Guan Ling slumped in the boss's chair with a look of death on her face.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Ping stared at her boss in surprise, "Is our store going to close?"

Guan Ling stared at her and rolled her eyes, Zhang Ping patted her chest and exhaled, "That's good, that's good, I was shocked, I thought you were going to go bankrupt again."

"What is you?" Guan Ling sat up, "Have I ever given birth?"

Zhang Ping: "...No."

Guan Ling leaned back in the chair, "I'm thinking about a question."

"what is the problem?"

Guan Ling clicked his tongue, "Life is a major event."

Zhang Ping immediately turned around and dragged a chair next to him, then got up and went to the water dispenser to get a glass of water and sat down, blinking her eyes with a gossip, "Do you need me to analyze it for you?"

"It's a major event in life, not a lifetime event." Guan Ling gave her a white look, "Your eyeballs almost reflect light."

"Is it that obvious?" Zhang Ping blinked vigorously, "It's rare to see you have other worries besides the rent. I'm just curious."

This is the truth, as far as Guan Ling's current memory is concerned, the original owner has always been a person who takes one step at a time, and is still unrestrained until the moment of desperation.But he is different, such a life of wandering around all day long makes him feel very insecure.

"In your opinion," Guan Ling turned his face away, "what kind of person am I?"

Zhang Ping said without hesitation, "A very powerful person!"

"Isn't your flattering a bit too perfunctory?" Guan Ling twitched the corners of her mouth, "Don't you even need to think about the wording? It's so casual."

"To be honest, how can you call it casual?"

Guan Ling folded her chest and leaned back on the chair, "Then tell me what's so good about me?"

"Mouth." Zhang Ping again without thinking.

Guan Ling squinted over, and Zhang Ping immediately added, "Speaking well, even dead people can be said to live, just the one who asked you to order a one-day boyfriend last time." As if afraid that Guan Ling would not be able to recall, Zhang Ping While describing it vigorously, he gestured, "Just that female civil servant who asks you to act like a woman who loves her so much that you can't live without her 24 hours a day, 23 hours a day."

"Do you have any impression?" Zhang Ping stared at him expectantly, "That girl looks so shabby, you didn't even bat an eye, and the phone was crackling, and you praised her as a fairy."

Guan Ling twitched the corners of his mouth, "Is this amazing?"

"Isn't that amazing?" Zhang Ping was shocked. "As long as her ravaged rosacea is matched with that face that can be called the surface of the moon, I can't boast about it anyway."

Guan Ling tried to recall, that female civil servant had been solo for 32 years, and her only interest besides going to work was to watch dramas. Her dark circles that never faded over the years were caused by staying up all night to watch dramas. The matter with the object was almost depressed, so he couldn't help it, so he asked Shang Guanling for help. Of course, this help was based on money.

The role of Guan Ling that day was a man who loves his girlfriend madly, feels that women in the world are less than one-twelfth of his girlfriend, and is very clingy to his girlfriend. He can't live without her by his side. From Zhang Ping and Guan Ling's point of view, he was a mentally handicapped person that didn't exist in the world, but the completion of the work that day was so high that even he himself found it unbelievable. In the end, he reflected that it should be the relationship between the female civil servant's money.

He thinks that it is just a common thing that can be bent and stretched, but when it comes to Zhang Ping, it will become a great achievement that is so powerful that it can be admired.

Guan Ling couldn't help wondering, how could I be so eloquent when I opened my mouth so eloquently, how could it be like a decoration in front of Liang Ze?It's so unscientific that you pick your own head every time and you're sure you can take advantage of the other party, but you end up being deflated every time.

"Could it be another economic crisis?" Seeing that he hadn't said a word for a while, Zhang Ping said solemnly, "You can't hold that tall, rich and handsome leg anymore?"

Guan Ling's thoughts were interrupted, he was stunned for two seconds and asked in doubt, "Gao Fu Shuai?"

"Just come to the store and find that handsome and rich customer who placed your order."

The corner of Guan Ling's mouth twitched unconsciously, "How do you know that he is so handsome and rich?"

Zhang Ping nodded her eyes with two fingers, "I can see both of them. They are good-looking, good-looking and rich. They are not tall, rich and handsome."

Guan Ling didn't want to discuss this topic with a brainless nympho girl, not to mention that the reason why he was thinking about life here was because he was suffocated by the surname Liang, so he didn't want to mention him at the moment, so he changed the subject and said, "You can draw well." gone?"

"How could it be so fast!" Zhang Ping gave him a disdainful look, and then paused when his gaze was about to turn away, "I was quite satisfied with that painting, and I planned to sell it on the wall over there after I finished it." " Zhang Ping said while pointing to the wall next to the stairs, which is collectively referred to as the area for works above [-] yuan, "After what you said, when I look back, the painting is a bit horrible."

"That's right." Guan Ling said.

"Did you drug me?" Zhang Ping clicked her tongue, "What kind of obedient water patting my shoulder."

Guan Ling couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "Why didn't you say that I lowered my head for you?"

Zhang Ping nodded seriously, "It's not impossible."

"You think too much," Guan Ling clicked his tongue, "I can't give you some advice from a professional point of view?"

This time, the corner of Zhang Ping's mouth twitched, "You can't even draw a sketch, and you still give me advice."

Guan Ling was startled, he said this almost subconsciously just now, but he forgot that although the original owner was guarding the studio, he was completely handicapped.

However, Zhang Ping only felt that he was bragging, and didn't take it seriously. Guan Ling didn't explain further. He checked the time on his phone, got up and walked upstairs, "The cooperation between the Academy of Fine Arts and the students Let's stop for now."

Zhang Ping stood up and turned sideways to give way to him, "Stop? What are we going to sell?"

"Sell out the ones on the shelves and on the wall first." Guan Ling said, "Afterwards, you can count how many paintings are left at each price stage. I'll organize them and run a promotion to sell them all."

Zhang Ping looked surprised, "Is our store really closed?"

"You big-headed ghost." Guan Ling glanced at her, "I have other arrangements."

Guan Ling went straight back to the store and originally planned to get a first draft of the design for the gallery, but thinking that the designer Xiaoxiao wanted to introduce hadn’t yet been established, so he planned to wait for the news from there to confirm and meet for a detailed discussion. make plans.

He took out the laptop from the drawer of the desk. This computer belonged to the original owner. It is estimated that it has not been used for a long time. The system was still seven or eight years ago. Computer city to buy a new one.

Originally, there were a lot of things to do, but because the computer couldn’t be used, he was forced to be idle. Guan Ling sat in a chair for a while, and suddenly remembered the few pictures at the bottom of the drawer that he brought back from a gallery. Semi-finished products.

The left and right are his unfinished hard work, Guan Ling thought, since he is idle anyway, he took out the brush container that Liang Ze was painting last time, or he could finish this semi-finished product while he was free.

Xiaoxiao's phone call came earlier than expected. When the phone rang, the painting in Guan Ling's hand had just been painted. The time showed 45:[-] pm, and it was only two hours before their lunch ended.

"My friend is very interested." Xiaoxiao was very straightforward, without any small talk, and went straight to the point, "I will push the business card to you on WeChat in a while, and you can discuss the specific content and price with him yourself."

Such a result was basically within Guan Ling's expectations, but he still pretended to be overjoyed, and exaggeratedly said, "How do you want me to thank you, except for a physical promise, everything else is fine."

"No need," Xiaoxiao didn't take his joke seriously, and said bluntly, "But I don't want to help you in vain."

Guan Ling unconsciously raised his eyebrows: "I would like to hear the details."

"Tell me more." Xiaoxiao said.

"I don't understand this." Guan Ling clicked his tongue, "Don't you understand interior design? Why should I mention you?"

"Isn't your mouth pretty good at talking?" Xiaoxiao half-crowded and half-sarcastically said, "You must have a way to properly mention me, right?"

"If I have dinner, I will call you by the way?" Guan Ling asked.

"Then I thank you in advance." Xiaoxiao said, "The business card has been posted on your WeChat, please contact yourself, his name is Lu Hai."

Hanging up the phone, Guan Ling clicked on WeChat and added a friend through Xiaoxiao's push. The other party probably wasn't too busy, so she agreed after a while.

Guan Ling greeted the other party, saying that she was introduced by Xiaoxiao.

Domi Design-Lu Hai: She told me, how big is your gallery?Do you have your own preferred style?

Official: I have some small ideas, but they are not mature enough. I need Mr. Lu to refer to them for details.

Domi Design-Lu Hai: Your idea or your boss' idea?

Guan Ling raised his eyebrows looking at this line of words, it seems that Xiaoxiao really knows everything about this Lu Hai, and he can't stop talking.

Officer: Of course it's my boss' idea

Domi Design-Lu Hai: When you are free, come directly to the company for an interview. I can’t say a few sentences in this WeChat in detail, or you can find a place to talk outside.

Officer: I am free anytime

After Guan Ling sent this message, he suddenly remembered that Zhang Ping said that the National Day would soon be off, thinking that the companies should also be on holiday, and after a little thought, he added a sentence.

Officer: Are you busy right now?i can come over now

Domi Design-Lu Hai: Available

Domi Design-Lu Hai: Let me send the company address to your mobile phone

Domi Design-Luhai: 155xxxxxxxx This is my phone number

Domi Design-Lu Hai: Call me directly when you are downstairs

Guan Ling directly clicked on the number and saved it in the address book. The next second, the other party directly sent a location. Guan Ling saved the name and returned to WeChat to open the map. When his eyes were fixed on a certain point, he suddenly froze and frowned. Afterwards, they were tightly knit into a knot, and their mood suddenly became quite complicated.

The author has something to say:

Please remember this person Lu Hai!