Qin Guanglin frowned and remained silent for a while.
"What if I didn't come here to work?"
Before Sun Wen could reply, he opened his mouth and added, "Yu Le, right?"
I remember that on the first day of work, Sun Wen asked Yu Le and Jiang Lingling to ask him more for advice, and later, intentionally or unintentionally, he often asked him to give Yu Le more advice.
"That's right, that kid is talented, willing to work hard, and learns quickly." Sun Wen nodded and sighed secretly.
Seeing Qin Guanglin like this, there is not much hope.
What a pity.
With two people together, he is 90% sure to set up the studio and make it beautiful.
Just as Qin Guanglin was about to speak again, Uncle Shao had already brought the food, and he slightly turned to take it.
"Thank you, Uncle Shao."
"The skeleton doesn't suit your appetite?" Seeing that they each ate less than half a stick, Uncle Shao was a little puzzled.
"It's delicious, how could it not suit your appetite." Sun Wen picked it up and took a big bite, "I haven't had time to eat it yet."
"Haha, that's good, you guys eat slowly."
"Okay, you are busy first."
Seeing Uncle Shao squeezed into the back kitchen again, Sun Wen took the skeleton and looked left and right, and finally put it back on the plate, "Lin Zi, don't you want to be your own boss?"
"I really don't want to, there are too many things to do, how can I draw freely?" Qin Guanglin shook his head and smiled.
If it wasn't because of what happened, he would probably still be stuck at home painting, not even bothering to find a job.
Now that I have a decent job, not only can my girlfriend feel at ease, but it’s also easy to explain to my family when the time comes—I can’t introduce him and say: This is my boyfriend, and he works as a freelancer/painting while staying at home.
It doesn't sound like a decent person at first glance.
The older generation valued stability rather than freedom. A stable job earning 8,000 yuan is definitely more valuable than an unstable job earning tens of thousands.
Taking a step back, even if he calls himself a painter, he can’t tell what famous works he has. Originally, he was just able to make a living in this line of work. Strictly speaking, he can only be called a painter, and he only earns a few thousand a month. Good luck When there are tens of thousands, are you ashamed to be called a painter
His attitude made Sun Wen speechless for a moment, and he curled his lips and said in disgust: "Salted fish."
"It's been salty for several years."
"It's good to be talented. Salty fish can make money. For someone like me, I can only try my best to find a way to turn myself over."
"Actually, you can take your time." Qin Guanglin thought about it: "There is no need to be like this..."
"Next year at the latest, I originally planned to do so, but now..." Sun Wen sighed, "Now I can't wait, so I pulled you over and wanted to have a good talk with you. If you can help me, we can get things done right away Wake up, everything that needs to be prepared is almost ready..."
As he spoke, the expression on his face gradually became serious, and he pleaded softly, "Linzi, help me, and you should do me a favor."
He has a complete set of plans, all he needs is a trusted and capable partner.
Qin Guanglin shook his head slowly, "You can recruit someone."
"First of all, we have to build a studio and get through the early stage smoothly before we can talk about recruiting people. Otherwise, no one will come, and those who are willing will be those... Maybe it's not as good as Yu Le."
"Then you can wait for Yu Le." Qin Guanglin pondered for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at him, "I will teach him well, judging by the speed of his progress, you will be able to barely use him next year at the most."
"I can't wait that long..."
Sun Wen drooped his brows, leaned back on the chair a little slumped, lit another cigarette and took a deep puff, holding his breath for a long time before slowly exhaling the smoke.
"Linzi... well, you are still as stubborn as you were in school, when will you be flexible?"
"Some things don't change."
Qin Guanglin smiled, paused for a moment and asked, "Have you ever thought about what to do if you lose the fight?"
"How could I lose?" Sun Wen asked back, "I don't have anything now, even if I can't do it in the end, it's a big deal, how can I lose?"
"If this matter becomes serious, you will find a job in the future..." Qin Guanglin spread his hands, "This circle is so big, if you spread it casually, everyone will know."
Los Angeles City is not big, it is not small, but the circle of painters is so big in total, if the news spreads, apart from changing the city, they can only change their careers.
"Then change your career."
"Speaking so lightly?"
"Do you think I will be reconciled if I don't try it?" Sun Wen opened another bottle of wine, filled Qin Guanglin's glass, and then took a deep breath, "Everything has risks, and I have already prepared for it. , The soup is enough, I also want to eat the meat, if I can't eat it, I will say something else, I have to try."
He raised his chin towards Qin Guanglin, "What if it happens?"
"Good luck then."
For Qin Guanglin, work is not that important, he can make money at home, at worst, change his name to publish works, as long as the works are there, he is not afraid that he will not be able to make money.
As for Sun Wen, without a job, it is really difficult to get along.
People's ideas are always different. Both of them knew that they couldn't persuade each other. After expressing their attitudes, they stopped trying to persuade each other.
After a flat meal, the two were thinking about their own affairs. When it was time to check out, Qin Guanglin took out his wallet and was pushed back by Sun Wen.
"Tell me what I asked for."
"Okay, you come."
Qin Guanglin didn't insist, he waited for him to pay the money, greeted Uncle Shao, and they walked out of the shop together.
"When I introduced you, I didn't make it clear to you. It's my fault..."
"Forget about it." Qin Guanglin waved his hand to prevent Sun Wen from continuing.
Maybe that's the reason why he and Jin-Woo have always been buddies, but his relationship with Sun Moon is always not so good.
Sun Wen smiled, put away the guilt in his heart, lit a cigarette and looked around, "You still want to accompany your girlfriend, right? Go back quickly, and slow down on the road."
Qin Guanglin didn't delay, and walked towards the bus stop with a response.
People have their own ambitions, salted fish have the fun of salted fish, and hard work has the fun of fighting. Although he disagrees with Sun Wen's approach, he can't control this matter, and he doesn't want to.
What should be said has been said, and it can be regarded as fulfilling the obligation of being a friend.
Sun Wen squatted on the ground with a cigarette in his mouth and did not leave immediately. He narrowed his eyes and watched Qin Guanglin's back gradually disappear into the night, and heaved a long sigh.
Sigh that I don't have Qin Guanglin's talent, sigh that Qin Guanglin doesn't have his own ambition.
The world is impermanent, and nothing can be perfect. He had expected this result, but he still couldn't help but be disappointed.
After smoking a cigarette, Sun Wen stood up and crushed out the cigarette butt with his toes. His face had become resolute. He looked around with his hands in his pockets and left in the opposite direction.
Qin Guanglin can be a salty fish, because he is talented, has a registered permanent residence in Luocheng, and is an only son. Even if he has been a salty fish, he can live a good life, but he can't, he has nothing.
He is a child without an umbrella and has no choice but to run hard.
(end of this chapter)