Necessary and sufficient conditions for secret love to come true

After closing the car door, Liu Yutang was in a daze for a while, and stood at the door of the unit without leaving.

Zong Jing drove for about ten meters and then stopped, lowered the car window and shouted, "What, is there anything else?"

"Ah, it's all right," Liu Yutang coughed and waved his hands, "Isn't this, watching you leave~"

Zong Jing just laughed, "Formalism is not necessary, the temperature is quite low, let's go back." He retracted and raised the car window, stopped half way up, and saw that there was no one in front or behind, so he just jumped out of the car, " Hey, do you have anything to do when you go back tonight?"

"No." Liu Yutang put his hands in his pockets and stomped his feet. He hadn't found a job yet, so he was a little depressed thinking of this.

With years of experience in corporate financial management, Tang Lu has taken over the accounts of two small companies. The workload is not heavy and the income is not high, but it is enough for the daily expenses of the mother and son.She has already started planning to bring more accounts from several companies in the future.

"Is there a gate control?" Zong Jing walked a few steps.

"Hey, I'm not a little girl, what kind of access control is there?" Liu Yutang glanced at him, "Why, what's interesting?"

Zong Jing hugged him by the shoulders, "I told my aunt to meet my friends, right? Why don't you just play a little longer, I don't have any shortage of beer, red wine and white wine, and the gym has game consoles and home theater sets. Let's go."

During dinner, Liu Yutang said a little bit that he was having trouble finding a job, so he thought about finding a time to chat with this guy, solve problems, and most importantly get close to his heart.

Liu Yutang was stuffed into the car by him, "Drinking is fine, playing games is pretty good."

Strictly speaking, he still doesn't owe Zong Jing any money yet, and the money from the sale of the house has not been fully paid to the creditor, but his mother has started working, but he has not improved, and he is more or less stressed.

The three people who ate together at night, Xiang Feixing has always been very good at work, and Zong Jing is even the best among his peers.

During the dinner, the two exchanged views on the economy, finance, investment, etc. Liu Yutang was happy to hear that his friend was proud of his excellence, but at the same time increased the pressure.

The two pressures were stacked together. He didn't want to go home just now. He had to turn on the computer when he got home. The resumes he submitted during the week were all gone, and his mailbox and QQ must have been silent.

He had two years of work experience as an assistant in a design company. He had always been coloring other people's drawings, helping others, and so on.As for the low salary, it is not as good as he earns more by picking up odd jobs at home.

"If you don't drink, don't drink. Just go to see my house. I left without entering the main house last time." Zong Jing started the car, as if a bird was flapping its wings in his heart, his heart was beating happily.

Although the roads in the community are complicated, it only took 5 minutes to drive to Zongjing's house, Liu Yutang got off the car in Zongjing's garage, and couldn't help but tsk, "You actually have three cars, which is even more difficult than I imagined. "

"In the beginning, it was to get a license plate. Zhang Tai'an, the boss of our company, said," Zong Jing patted the dusty off-road vehicle behind him, "I bought it to drive the Sichuan-Tibet line with them. No need."

"It's all money~" Although the car at home used to be no worse than these few cars, but as a person who can only rely on public transportation when going out and has negative assets, Liu Yutang still looked around the car twice.

"If you like it, just open one for transportation. It's a waste to leave it alone." Zong Jing opened a small drawer on the shelf on the side of the garage door, picked out a bunch of keys and threw them over.

Liu Yutang took the keys, touched a couple of them, and threw them back to him, "Forget it, your cars are full of gas tigers, even if you let me drive them for nothing, I still have to worry about the gas money. If you need to pretend to be X with a high salary, I will borrow it from you."

Zong Jing didn't force it, he threw the key back and the two of them went back to the house together, thinking about what Liu Yutang said before that he had repeatedly failed in the application, "What's the problem with work?"

Liu Yutang didn't shy away from his own failures, and in fact, he also wanted to ask Zong Jing, an elite in the workplace, for his opinion, "I was too easy in the early years, but I didn't work hard enough when I was young, and now I'm in trouble."

The warm-colored wall lamp is turned on, and the room is warm. In the large living room, apart from a more formal coffee table and sofa, there are also two or three beanbag sofas from Muji's house in a mess. The carpet on the floor is kicked unevenly. It makes people feel very cordial.

Liu Yutang rushed over with a groan, piled the two sofas together, jumped up and rolled over twice, "You really know how to enjoy it?"

Zong Jing went to the kitchen and brought a teapot of fruit, "Otherwise, why am I working so hard?"

"Oh, you are my goal in life." Liu Yutang casually grabbed the interior design magazine next to him and flipped through it.

Zong Jing sat directly on the carpet and leaned on the sofa, stretching his long legs, which was particularly lethal, "Then your goal is too simple."

"It's not easy. Some people can't live a life like yours." Liu Yutang thought about it and carefully analyzed himself.

"Look at me, before I chose my favorite major in college, but later found that I didn't have aura in painting. Maybe I could become a high-level craftsman, but I could never become a painter or a master. After graduation, because of family indulgence, I found a job I liked, but I didn’t improve myself in my spare time, I just drew and played for fun, and I didn’t learn a lot.”

"Later, I finally figured it out. Let's learn design, not to become a designer, but to open a factory at home in the future. At least you have to understand what the designers said before you can start. Now it is like this."

In the past, he was a little ambitious, wanting to make something in the field of art or fashion, and his family was not short of money, so he had the capital of willfulness.

Now he is only eager for quick success, and wants to get money quickly. The family situation does not allow him to grow up slowly and step by step.

Tang Lu is now in her early fifties, and she can still work for a few more years, but she can't let her rent a house with her in her later years and work hard to pay off her debts, right?

Zong Jing understood what he was thinking, "When I lived in your house, I read the picture album in your room. According to your level, it should be easy to find a job? What kind of resume did you submit?"

"Isn't there a wide range of jobs for painting? Graphics, clothing you want to learn, interior design in my company, visual communication, and a painter in a game company. Where do you send your resume?"

Liu Yutang wanted to hit the wall, "Everything you mentioned must have some basics, right? At least I know what to do in the industry. I only worked as an assistant to designers in an illustration studio before, and I haven't done it for two years. I was promoted, and the designer teacher kept saying that I was short of time or something. At that time, the workload was not heavy, and I was very happy drawing by myself in my spare time. I didn’t make any progress at all, and now I’m completely blind.”

"Now, I don't go to work, and I do design work at home. There are thousands of dollars a month. The popularity can be gradually accumulated. With a foundation, the design fee can be increased. But then my mother will be very worried. It feels like There is no guarantee if there is no meal. And if I go to some small design companies and studios, the money given to me is not as good as doing it alone, but it will be much better if I accumulate it for a few years.”

Because of the criticism from the design teacher earlier, he was not sure where he could go.

Fields that have something to do with art are often unquantifiable. Good and bad are subjective. According to Zong Jing, Liu Yutang’s painting album is much better than the artists in his and Zhang Tai’an’s game studio.” Have you considered changing your industry, such as going to a game company?"

The main artists of the game company are all guys with seven-figure annual salary, and the workload is even less than [-] paintings a year.

Of course, Liu Yutang should still be far away from that level, but this rising channel is undoubtedly much wider than that of a children's book illustrator.

"I don't play games very much. What do you do specifically as an artist for a game company?" Hearing his detailed explanation, Liu Yutang became interested.

Zong Jing gave him a more detailed introduction to his daily life, and circled a few companies to suggest that he submit a resume, and be sure to scan the things in the practice book and put them in the electronic resume.

Liu Yutang wrote down two pages of his opinion in the notepad of his mobile phone, and the depression in his resume disappeared a lot, and he couldn't help jumping up and giving Zong Jing a big hug, "Brother, don't say thank you for your kindness. You are my brother!"

...I don't want to be your blood brother!

Zong Jing accepted the hug from his brother in a complicated mood, and patted the other person's back vigorously like him, "It's alright, alright, my ears are calloused from hearing the word thank you!"

This sentence is right next to the ear, and the sensitive pinna can even feel the breathing of the other party. Liu Yutang was so excited that the hairs on his back stood up, and he let go of his hand quickly, "That's okay, I won't repeat it in the future, Watch the action."

As he said that, he went to the entrance to put on his shoes, "I'll go back right away, I'll post my resume tonight, wait for the good news~"

Zong Jing was still propped up on his hands, and he just hung on the spot, watching Liu Yutang jumping about to jump out helplessly.

From this house to the one-bedroom apartment at the front, you can walk through the path in the green belt, but the distance is only 5 minutes, which is no longer than the driving time.The weather is not too cold, and Liu Yutang is already familiar with the way, so there is no reason to go down to see him off, right?

"Hey, didn't you say drinking and playing games? That's where the job is. You have the ability. What does it matter if it's early or late?" Zong Jing followed to the porch, dying.

"You don't know how anxious I am these days. I know a way, so I can't sit still." Liu Yutang arranged the changed slippers and stood up, "And I always look for the games of these companies to see what's inside. What does the picture look like, copy a few to try it out. Well, I still have a private job to finish."

"Private work? What are you doing?" Seeing that he couldn't stop him, Zong Jing opened the door for him with a sigh.

"A senior brother I knew before opened a studio, outsourced work from Penguin, and gave me some work." Liu Yutang pulled up the zipper of his coat, "I'll finish this when I go back, and come back when I have time." I'm looking for you to play."

Penguin, the outsourcing studio, Zong Jing had some bad associations, but now he can't say more, "Okay, I know the game company quite well, and you can contact me anytime you have progress."