When Wang Jiong saw that I didn’t speak, he guessed that he thought my heart was moved. He couldn’t help but was a little overjoyed. He said quickly, “Luo Dongchuan, this matter is also an opportunity for you. You need to know...
Without waiting for him to finish, I stood up immediately. Isn't this a mess? I heard from my brother that those craftsmen who understand Mohist institutions either hide in the world or simply stop working, how could they come for a mausoleum.
Even if it does come, it is enough to show that the construction of the tomb is definitely not easy, otherwise, how could the carpenters who have been hiding the organs come out. As a result, I went over ignorantly, isn't it just looking for death.
So far, I told Wang Jiong about this idea, and said in a deep voice, "Leader Wang, you are asking me to die!"
Then Wang Jiong's face was jerked, he looked at me incredulously, and said strangely: "Luo Dongchuan, you have taken the matter too seriously. Besides, even if it is dangerous, Captain Peng personally..."
Before he finished speaking, I stooped down and picked up the broom, weighed the weight, and smiled: "Don't say Captain Peng personally undertook the task. Even if Captain Peng comes in person, I can't take this job. Find someone else!"
"Luo Dongchuan..." What else Wang Jiong wanted to say.
I interrupted him by raising my hand, and said with a smile: "Sorry, please!"
After finishing speaking, I made a request to him, which meant to let him out.
Wang Jiong stared at me for a while, and finally did not speak, and walked towards the door.
After he left, my tight face relaxed, and I couldn't help but smile.
Su Xiaoman saw that I laughed, and he hurried over and asked cautiously, "Brother, that person is from the eighth office, and now you are also from the eighth office, so just refuse their task, it’s not good. Right?"
I smiled, patted her head dozingly, and said, "Don't worry, it's okay, brother knows it well."
Su Xiaoman seemed a little worried, Liu frowned and said to me, "Brother, or you go, I will protect you."
I glanced at her, "Silly girl, your brother is so cheap. If Wang Jiong asks me to go, I will go? What kind of person has the brother become? ?"
Having said that, I put the broom beside the door and continued: "Then Wang Jiong wants me to help build the tomb, he must show enough sincerity, and it is best to spend tens of thousands of dollars to improve our current lives. "
She gave me an angry glance and said nothing.
To say that Qin's nose really belongs to a dog, I just said tens of thousands of dollars here, the guy suddenly ran down from the second floor, put his arm around my shoulder, and said with a flattering expression: "Chuanzi, Is it here for business."
I glared at him. To tell the truth, I really don’t understand him for this guy. On weekdays, this guy thinks of Ge Yao and talks every day, Yao, Yao, especially in the middle of the night. , This guy often yelled Ge Yao's name in his dreams, and his attitude towards me was completely indifferent.
However, once the business comes, this guy will immediately be cheeky again, and take the initiative to talk to me or something.
Therefore, I am very speechless to this guy. If it is not for the relationship between the partners, I would like to drive this guy out, too powerful.
Then Qin Lao San saw that I didn't speak, and flattered: "Chuanzi, there is a way to get rich, take me with me! Don't worry, I promise to do everything properly."
I glanced at him and didn't speak, but Su Xiaoman said on the side, "Wang Jiong from the eighth office asks his senior to do errands and doesn't give money."
"Cut, the eighth office is dignified. How can you not give the money? Don't worry, I will definitely handle Wang Jiong for you, and let him pay out the money obediently." Qin Lao San said as he walked toward the door After walking over, I guessed it was going to chase Wang Jiong.
I didn't stop him either. The reason was simple. I didn't agree to Wang Jiong just now. To put it plainly, I wanted Wang Jiong to pay for it.
Looking at the back of Qin Laosan, I sighed deeply, greeted Su Xiaoman and looked at the coffin shop.
After studying for a few hours, it was the same as the previous period, without any progress.
I immediately understood. I guessed it was a bottleneck. It was right to think about it. During this period of time, I have been studying at home with the door closed, which is tantamount to working behind closed doors. The effect of the research can be said to be minimal. It didn't take long to enter the industry, and the experience was very lacking, and there was a lack of guidance from a famous teacher, and it was reasonable that there was no progress.
In desperation, I had to put away the ghost writer Zhiwen, and then dig out the disc that I took out from the stone statue.
It is worth mentioning that Mo Qianxue visited this coffin shop three times a while ago, and every time he stared at the disc for a while, I once asked her what he was staring at the disc, and she squeaked. , I didn't look at anything, I just thought the disc was very beautiful.
For this statement, I obviously will not believe it. However, she didn't say it, and I couldn't ask deeply, but I was very curious about the identity of Mo Qianxue.
When I went to Guangzhou some time ago, I asked Zi Yangtao to help investigate Mo Qianxue’s identity. Zi Yangtao investigated for a full month or two, only to tell me, "Brother Chuanzi, this Mo Qianxue is rich." People’s children, as for what her family does, I...I can’t find out."
"Mo Qianxue?"
"Mohist institution?"
I murmured, picked up the disc, and looked at it again and again. Apart from the exquisite appearance of the disc, there was nothing left to feel.
To tell you the truth, once in a while, I thought about smashing the disc and wanted to see what kind of structure it was, but I finally resisted this idea.
At the end of the day, nothing was gained, which made me feel a little discouraged.
At nine o'clock that evening, the old man Qin came back with a gloomy expression, and I asked him what's wrong.
He glanced at me, sat down next to me, frowned and said: "Chuanzi, the leader Wang said, there is no real money, there is a lot of Ming coins, and ask how much you want."
As soon as I heard this, I was also on fire. If I didn't give money, I didn't give money. I was still talking about coins. This is not a curse on me.
We must know that we are most taboo to curse this kind of thing in our ghostsmiths' business, especially the words given to Mingbi, which are regarded as taboo by our ghostsmiths. Once someone says it, it is definitely an endless situation.
The reason is very simple. Our work as a ghost maker carries a ghost character. Therefore, we are very afraid of words related to death.
At the moment, I asked Qin Lao San to rest early. I took out a wooden stick and walked outside. Then Qin Lao San asked me what I was going to do, and I said, go and give Wang Jiong some coins. (End of this chapter)