mild compromise

Li, how did you know Uncle Da? "

Xiao Chenghao smiled, "I used to come here to eat often when I was studying, and then I moved away from this city, and only recently came back again."

"Oh, so that's the case." The girl chatted with Xiao Chenghao for a few words, and then continued to work.

Xiao Chenghao eats by himself. After so many years, the city has undergone great changes, but the snacks in this store still have the same taste. Every bite brings back memories of the past.

Xiao Chenghao suddenly caught sight of the familiar figure sitting with his back facing him in front of him. Before coming to this store, he had thought about whether he would meet Guan Meng here, but the degree of coincidence now still makes him feel a little Accident.

Xiao Chenghao didn't go up to say hello to Guan Meng, he silently stared at Guan Meng's back and continued to eat his own.

In addition to Xiao Chenghao and Guan Meng, there were a few customers sitting here and there. A middle-aged uncle was sitting on the table on the right of Guan Meng. Erlang was drinking milk tea while reading horse scriptures. Very laid back.

At this time, a young man sitting behind Uncle Uncle turned around furtively, quietly put his hand into Uncle Uncle's trouser pocket, and took out his wallet.The uncle was still concentrating on studying the book of horses in his hand, and he didn't realize that his belongings were stolen.

After the young man succeeded, he pretended to be nonchalant and sat on the seat for a while before he paid the bill and left in an orderly manner.

An idea came to Xiao Chenghao's mind. Before he could take action, Guan Meng, who was sitting in front, had already taken a step ahead of him. When the man passed by him, he quickly took Uncle's wallet out of the man's pocket. When he came back, the thief still didn't realize it at this time, and strode out of the shop triumphantly.

Xiao Chenghao witnessed the whole scene of stealing theft, and he couldn't help shaking his head and sniggering.

As soon as the man left the shop, the uncle beckoned to pay the bill. He touched his pocket and found it was empty. Only then did he realize that he had lost his wallet.

"Someone stole my wallet!" Uncle Ah shouted angrily.

The waitress girl walked over and asked, "Uncle Cai, don't worry, did you forget to bring your wallet when you went out?"

"How is it possible? I bought a book of horses when I passed by the newsstand just now." Uncle Uncle raised the publication in his hand a few times.

"Did you drop it on the ground? Do you want to look for it carefully?"

Uncle Uncle was about to squat down to find his wallet, when Guan Meng handed over the black leather wallet in his hand, "Uncle Uncle, someone stole your wallet just now, and I got it back for you."

The first thing Uncle A took over the wallet was to open it and count the amount of money in it. He looked at Guan Meng vigilantly, and was suspicious of Guan Meng's words, "Since someone stole my wallet, are you How did you get it back? Where is the person who stole my wallet now? Why is there no movement from the beginning to the end? Are you fooling me? Or are you actually a thief yourself, because I found out that I lost something, so you are guilty of a thief Come out and admit it."

This made Guan Meng wronged, but that uncle insisted that Guan Meng did it, no matter how Guan Meng explained it, he couldn't get rid of his suspicion.

"What do you want from me so that you will believe it?" Guan Meng regretted that he was nosy at the time, "Why don't you ask the boss to adjust the surveillance video to check."

The waiter girl reminded embarrassingly: "We don't have surveillance cameras installed in our store..."

Xiao Chenghao couldn't stand it anymore, so he raised his voice and said loudly to the uncle diagonally opposite: "I saw what happened just now with my own eyes, and he didn't lie. Uncle, he was kind enough to help you get your wallet back, and you didn't say thank you." , but still bite back, like you are suspicious and always maliciously speculate on others, who the hell will dare to help you when you encounter things in the future?"

Xiao Chenghao made the uncle speechless in one breath, and the other party threw the money on the table indiscriminately and left the shop in a hurry, without saying a word of thanks to Guan Meng in the end.

Although the quarrel was a bit unpleasant, Guan Meng's attention was immediately shifted to Xiao Chenghao. He looked at Xiao Chenghao, a little overjoyed, "Why is it you again? What a coincidence!"

Without saying a word, Xiao Chenghao picked up the things on the table and moved to Guan Meng's table to set up a stage with him.

Guan Meng joked with him: "Did you come here specially to meet me by chance?"

"So what?"

"Really?"

"Then do you believe it?"

Guan Meng blinked his round eyes, trying to discern the authenticity of Xiao Chenghao's words through the expression on Xiao Chenghao's face, but failed.

Xiao Chenghao's eyes fell on the phone with a cracked screen on the table, the screen was always on, and the recruitment information on the talent website was displayed on it, Xiao Chenghao asked probingly: "Is there anything wrong with your work? "

Guan Meng shook his head dejectedly, "I submitted several resumes before, but I haven't responded yet. Alas, it's really not easy to find a job now."

Xiao Chenghao corrected him: "It's easy to find a job, but it's not easy to find a job with good wages. There are jobs everywhere, such as moving bricks on the construction site, washing dishes and serving dishes, it just depends on whether you are willing to do it."

Guan Meng pouted lightly. After all, he was used to being a network anchor before, and he really didn't want to do that kind of thankless hard work. But if there is really no other way in the end, he might still have to consider becoming a restaurant anchor. a waiter or something.

Xiao Chenghao tapped the table with the back of his hand, "Are you free later?"

"Yes, yes, what's the matter?"

"Come with me to a place."

ACT12

It was the first time for Guan Meng to know that there was such a private gallery in the village in the city. He looked at the row of Impressionist oil paintings hanging on the wall of the corridor with great interest, and his happy mood was written all over his face unconsciously. The tone of the speech is full of joy and excitement, "I didn't expect that there is a gallery in this place!"

"Well." Xiao Chenghao told him: "This place has been open for about four or five years, but the location is relatively remote. Except for people in the industry, not many people know about it."

Guan Meng pointed to the traditional Chinese painting area on the other side of the hall, "Can I go over there and have a look?"

"Okay, take a look."

Xiao Chenghao sat alone on the sofa in the hall, the person at the other end was admiring the paintings, and he was admiring the other party's attentive posture here.

A middle-aged man in his 40s walked up to Guan Meng with a smile on his face, and asked politely, "Sir, this is your first time visiting our gallery, right?"

Guan Meng nodded, "Yes, I just found out about this gallery today."

"how can I help you?"

Guan Meng immediately explained: "I'm not here to buy paintings, I'm just here to accompany others."

Lao Cai looked in the direction of Guan Meng's finger, and the man who was sitting leisurely on the sofa in the hall with his long legs upright was smiling and raised his hands in the air, greeting him.

"I heard that you have returned to China, and I have always wanted to ask you out for a drink, but you always said that you are not free, why are you so interested in coming to visit me today?" Lao Cai strode towards Xiao Chenghao.

"You also know that not long after I returned to China, I have been busy with the company and the decoration of the residence. I have never been idle during this time."

"Then why are you free again today?" Lao Cai narrowed his eyes.

"Didn't you say there was a shortage of manpower before? I found one for you today." Xiao Chenghao turned his gaze to Guan Meng who was standing in the corridor looking at the painting.

"You mean him?" Lao Cai stroked his chin, and looked at Guan Meng carefully. "Whether he can be hired or not, he has to pass the assessment. Does he have the corresponding professional knowledge?"

"It should be a bit of a foundation."

"Then does he understand the painting market?" Lao Cai continued to ask.

"Maybe I don't know much about it."

"That's not easy." After thinking for a while, Lao Cai asked again: "How about his eloquence? Is he smart enough?"

A gust of wind chimes from the door interrupted Xiao Chenghao's answer, a man dressed as a nouveau riche and another man in a suit and leather shoes walked into the store together.

Lao Cai went forward to meet him, fist bumped Mu Yuan, and laughed loudly: "Oh, the wolf boy will appear in my gallery, what a new thing!"

Mu Yuan directly explained to him why he came here: "I recently renovated my second uncle's residence. Now the house is so empty, it's strange. I thought you would pick some paintings and decorate them."

"Look at whatever you like, and I'll give you a discount for whichever one you like."

After Lao Cai finished speaking, he had an idea in his mind. He glanced at Xiao Chenghao, and then pointed to Guan Meng at the Chinese painting area. Xiao Chenghao immediately understood what he meant, stood up from his seat, and went to Guan Meng's The direction went over.

"How do you feel here?"

"The environment is very good, very quiet." Guan Meng expressed his feelings truthfully, "Are all these paintings created by the owner of the gallery?"

"How is that possible." Xiao Chenghao couldn't help but sneered, "He's just an agent."

"The boss here is an old friend I have known for many years." Xiao Chenghao pointed to the two customers who entered the shop just now, and said to Guan Meng: "If you can sell the paintings here to them, the boss said yes." 5% commission for you."

"How much does a painting sell for?"

Xiao Chenghao pointed to the one in front of Guan Meng, "Just this "The Picture of One Horse Leading the Way", 28 yuan."

His dark eyes suddenly lit up.

Xiao Chenghao went on to say: "If you can successfully sell the painting, you can come to work here from tomorrow, with a monthly salary of [-] yuan, plus a commission, and five insurances and one housing fund."

This is tantamount to great news for Guan Meng, who is currently unemployed. With a guaranteed monthly salary of [-] yuan, plus five social insurances and one housing fund, is there really such a good deal in the world?Guan Meng, who was skeptical, decided to give it a try, rushed to the two target customers, and put on a bright and enthusiastic smile.

"Both of you, do you want to buy paintings?"