It's Friday, and another week is about to pass.
Whenever it is time to get off work on Friday, people in the company are always very excited, gathering in twos and threes to talk about their plans for the weekend.
Qin Guanglin looked at the time, put the paintbrush aside and started packing, thinking about what to do after get off work.
He was going to pour a glass of water on his bed, and then confidently go to He Wu's place to borrow.
For his own happy life, he had to use some small means—even though this method seemed rather silly, why not guess what he was up to at a glance, but it was enough if it worked
And after this encounter, if you want to borrow it next time, why not just agree to it directly in order to prevent him from repeating this stupid method.
This is called great wisdom and foolishness.
Sun Wen was not like before today. He ran out in a hurry when it was time to get off work. After packing up his things, he came over and watched Qin Guanglin tidy up the table. cup?"
"Is there something wrong?"
Qin Guanglin was in no hurry to agree, nor was he in a hurry to refuse, he packed his things and asked.
"Seeing that you have too much time, I will waste it for you."
"I believe what Xiao Yu said, but you..."
"Hey, I can't imitate his tone." Sun Wen shook his head and smiled, stopped joking, raised his hand to greet the colleagues who left, and said, "I have something to tell you."
"Then let's go." Qin Guanglin cleaned up the table and stood up.
He could vaguely guess what Sun Wen was going to say, and he had expected that Sun Wen would talk to him sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.
While going out, he took out his mobile phone and talked to Qin Ma and He Wu.
"If you don't go home for dinner now, you have to report to two people, alas."
"Stop showing off now."
At Sun Wen's suggestion, the two took a car to Shaoji's Home Cooking Restaurant near Los Angeles University.
I don't know whether he deliberately chose this place on purpose or not. The old but not messy table, the mottled walls, and Uncle Shao, who is fat or strong, are full of familiar memories of the four years of college.
"It's still comfortable to eat here."
After Sun Wen ordered the dishes, he pushed the menu to Qin Guanglin, turned around and went to the refrigerator to take out four bottles of beer. He brought two bottles over with one hand, and opened the two bottles with two bangs. "Don't drink too much, two bottles per person."
"Slow down, finish the two bottles before the other dishes are served." Qin Guanglin took the cup and poured a glass, and took a small sip.
Sun Wen didn't talk about it, and he didn't take the initiative to mention it. He took the peanuts from Uncle Shao with his chopsticks and ate it casually.
"Women hold the cup."
"Tch, you are prejudiced against women, be careful of being punched."
"I have one in each hand... Forget it, I really can't beat it." Sun Wen squeezed his fist, his fingers creaked twice and then put it down. He reached out and took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a deep breath, raised his head and exhaled slowly. Take a puff of smoke, "Woman..."
He sighed with emotion, leaning on the back of the chair and picking his chin at Qin Guanglin, "I met a master of emotion."
"Isn't it me?" Qin Guanglin still called himself a master of emotion.
"You are a fart emotional master." Sun Wen snorted, and leaned over and said: "I met a really powerful one, and his analysis is clear and logical. These days, I have used the method she said to coax Yueyue, and it is really effective. Now When I call Yueyue, she will also answer, and I will also go to dinner when I ask her out, it is probably not too far before we get back together."
"So you've been busy with this these days."
Qin Guanglin was a little speechless, this guy really didn't give up, "What's the use of getting back together? Why don't we break up later?"
"That's not right, I'm not me now."
"then who are you?"
"I am Sun Wen 2.0, an upgraded version with a super-changing form."
"Short for super pervert."
"Go, wait and see."
Sun Wen raised his head and took another sip of wine. He was silent for a moment, looked at Qin Guanglin hesitantly, and then looked at the back kitchen curtain, "Uncle Shao's cooking is a little slow today."
"It's you who ordered hard dishes." Qin Guanglin smiled.
As soon as the words were finished, Uncle Shao opened the door curtain and came out with a plate of braised skeletons, and put them on the table, "Today, the skeletons are full of meat, eat hard."
"Okay, thank you Uncle Shao."
Watching Uncle Shao go back to the back kitchen and continue to work, Sun Wen picked up a skeleton and gnawed a couple of bites, nodding in praise, "It's still the same old taste, I'll just take this bite."
"Okay, the dishes are already served. Didn't you say you have something to say? Just say what you need to say, and tell me what to do." Qin Guanglin felt a little helpless when he saw that he was holding back his words and kept chatting, but he just didn't talk about business.
"well… "
Sun Wen sighed, sucked his teeth and said, "Lack of money."
"How much is missing? I'll lend you."
"Haha, if I need to borrow money, I've already asked. Is it necessary?" Sun Wen shook his head and smiled.
"Then I can't help it." Qin Guanglin laughed, "I'm also poor, and I don't know how to become rich."
"I know." Sun Wen said.
Qin Guanglin looked at him without speaking, and waited for him to continue speaking.
Sun Wen pondered for a moment, put down the skeleton in his hand and lit another cigarette, "Today... I actually want to talk to you about this."
"What's up?"
"You're so smart, I guess you guessed it a long time ago." Sun Wen nodded him with his hand holding a cigarette, his thick eyebrows were slightly condensed together, showing a little helplessness, and after a short silence, he continued: "Do you think that's the case?" How is the current company?"
"At least I don't think there's anything wrong with it." Qin Guanglin nodded truthfully and asked, "What do you think?"
"I also think it's good, but..." Sun Wen tapped his fingers on the table, paused and continued: "Don't you think it can be better?"
"oh?"
"Have you known about the studio?" He asked Qin Guanglin.
"Aren't we the studio?"
"No." Sun Wen shook his head, "It can be said to be a studio, it can be said to be a company, and it can also be said to be neither-the studio is too big, and the company is too small."
"What do you want to say?" Qin Guanglin was surprised, not knowing what he was talking about.
"It's very easy to set up a studio. Three or five people can rent a large single room or a one-bedroom house in any residential area, and they can produce works-at most a thousand or so rent, plus some There is no cost for the equipment, and you can register a company, and you can get a lot of tax exemption under the name of the company, this is a normal studio.”
"In our current studio, the rent alone is a huge expense, and there are other miscellaneous things, the cost of which is higher than that of ordinary companies... The most important thing is that Chen Rui only wants to make hand-painted boutiques, and the people he supports Many, the output is terrible... "
Qin Guanglin ate peanuts and listened quietly, already understanding his thoughts in his heart.
"If computer graphics, use those templates to make the current mainstream hot-blooded routines in batches, and follow the path of traffic, even if the sales are not as good as those of his high-quality goods, but in terms of quantity, they can definitely earn more than him, and the cost Even lower—I've been researching for a long time, and he can't go this way."
Sun Wen looked at Qin Guanglin seriously, "Otherwise, there are still a dozen people and the development is so slow. He thinks too well. He has never understood the market trend. He only wants to do what he wants to do. He will not made."
"And then?" Qin Guanglin asked.
"We can do it ourselves."
"Take half of the company with you?"
"Yes, I arranged for them to come in." Sun Wen nodded heavily, "It's not enough just the two of us. Let them handle everything other than painting."
Qin Guanglin sighed, "Is this okay?"
"..."
"You're right, but this way... okay?"
Sun Wen was silent for a moment, picked up the bottle and took a sip, "I guessed that you would say that, so I didn't tell you."
"But if I don't do this, what can I do? Where can I find a group of people who are willing to follow me?"
"It doesn't matter what is good or not, what principles are not, Chen Rui doesn't care about money, but we do. I don't want to enjoy high-end office buildings, and I don't want to go to work in a building with five or six people wearing comfortable clothes every day. Boss chair, I would rather he convert these into money for me, I can sit in the kennel and draw pictures." He tried to suppress his emotions and said.
"If a person is poor, his ambition is short. I have to find a way to keep myself from being poor. It's time for us to start a family. Linzi, have you ever thought about it? Have you seen the current house price? It's easy to get a mortgage for 20 or 30 years, relying on this salary It’s not enough at all, I don’t want to go back to the mountains, and I don’t want to be pressured by mortgages for decades, and I can only breathe a sigh of relief when I’m about to die in my fifties or sixties.”
Sun Wen took a big drag on the cigarette, threw the cigarette end under his feet and crushed it, then raised his face to look at Qin Guanglin.
"Linzi, we have to fight together."
(end of this chapter)