Zuo Yunshan thought, if he told Ye Gang that he would have a beauty salon soon, what would his expression be like? Now, if Ye Gang wants to use his own efforts to buy a studio in an apartment near the city center, it will probably take him four to five years. No, I'm afraid Ye Gang encountered setbacks before he even bought a house. Zuo Yunshan thought, Ye Gang wanted to buy a house with his own money, but I used other people's money to easily achieve his goal. Whether you use women or treat them as ladders, they are all shortcuts to climbing up. Zuo Yunshan felt that although he had a guilty conscience, this was the way the world was now. If you look at these things with a sense of guilt, you will also become depressed. There are some people in society who are rich, but their methods are despicable. If they are sad, they will not be able to live.
To put it bluntly, those friends or acquaintances who transferred the business to Ye Gang wanted to show "goodwill" to him. However, if they really sympathized with Ye Gang's situation, they should not take a fortune from the painting fees, but should All the money paid by the client should be handed over to Ye Gang; the transferred business should not be all piecemeal work, but should be better, and actively introduce Ye Gang to the client and arrange them Negotiate directly.
They didn't do that because those "well-intentioned friends" were afraid that others would take away their customers and squeeze their own market. Making a profit from it is exploitation, and giving him only some piecemeal and worthless work is out of business protection.
For Ye Gang, the reason why he laments the present is because he hopes to get things that are impossible to get, and laments things that should not be lamented. He took reality too naively. In a word, he was unlucky. But things turn out well for me. Compared with Ye Gang, I don't feel ashamed of him. Because Ye Gang may have the same good luck in the future, maybe tomorrow, and the situation of the two of them may be reversed again.
Zuo Yunshan thought a lot.
Awareness is often present. If Ye Gang were not a neighbor but lived somewhere else, he would not compare his luck with his adversity. It's better not to know anything. Once you know it, you will have boring thoughts in your heart. Even if you don't know it, objectively existing things still exist.
Zuo Yunshan remembered a metaphor he saw in a book. A man in Russia gave Tolstoy and Dostoyevsky a sum of money respectively and asked them to give the money to the person they thought was the poorest. Dostoyevsky handed over the money, and Tolstoy Tai brought the money back intact. When asked later, Dostoevsky said that he gave the money to the poorest person he met; Tolstoy replied that there were too many poor people to hand it over. This metaphor is used to illustrate the difference between realism and idealism. The poor here can also be replaced by the unfortunate. Seeing an unfortunate existence nearby, Dostoevsky's realistic humanitarianism often makes people feel sad, as if they themselves have become paupers.
Zuo Yunshan thought that he must get rid of all the sadness that seemed to be shattered from his heart. This has been the case in the past, and it must be the case in the future!
"Ah, Zuo Yunshan." Ye Gang smiled, but his expression was slightly different from before, "I thought about it carefully. As I said just now, I want to negotiate directly with the appropriate client, but there is no such thing. For opportunities like this, ideal places are tightly controlled, so I want to find a suitable introducer."
Then he looked embarrassed and said:
"...I heard that the customers who go to Qi Wen's beauty salon where you work are all wives and young ladies from upper-class families. Which of those people's husbands must be company managers or company dignitaries, at least department or section chiefs? A first-level senior staff member, right?"
"Well, what? I don't know much about the customer's husband. I haven't asked specifically about it." Zuo Yunshan replied. He had already guessed what Ye Gang was going to say.
"Well, that's true, you don't care much about these things." Ye Gang agreed, and then said tactfully, "If those people's wives are familiar with you and come to your place for beauty treatment, can you please mention it by the way? Mention my case and let me do the graphic design work in the company.
"I'm telling you, bringing this up will cause trouble for Mr. Zuo." He Zhi interrupted her husband, but his eyes were weak.
"Well, I know it's troublesome. I just want you to tell me something without causing any bad influence to you, okay?" Ye Gang persisted.
"Oh, it's okay to talk about this. It's better if it's not my own business."
"Oh, really? Can you tell me?"
Ye Gang's eyes were shining, and He Zhi couldn't close his mouth.
"Thank you so much if you can tell me. Of course, I don't want to put a mental burden on you. Don't force it. Although this is my hope, I don't expect too much. It doesn't matter if it doesn't work. I can still make do with it now. .”
"Mr. Zuo, my husband asked you for help and caused you trouble." He Zhi bowed his head and thanked him.
"Wherever, if I can help, I'd be very happy."
"Everything you do in society depends on relationships!"
Ye Gang wiped his fingers stained with pork chop grease with a towel.
He Zhi never asked Zuo Yunshan to do her hair. She always went to cheap beauty salons nearby. It was inconvenient for her to speak; and Zuo Yunshan didn't say anything about helping her in his spare time. This was because of Ye Gang. In his interactions with the couple, he was careful not to go beyond the neighborhood limits.
Zuo Yunshan returned to the house and slept until one o'clock on the bed.
There was a sound like pumping air into a bicycle tire from the adjacent room. Since it was a low-cost ordinary apartment, the sound was transmitted here through the floor. He Zhi was helping her husband put air into the small can of the spray paint brush with his hands. They couldn't afford an electric one and still use this old-fashioned paint brush. Ye Gang seems to be using a color brush to color the mountain full of red leaves on the poster.
That work probably won't win an award.
Qi Wen, the owner of Qi Wen Beauty Parlor, lives near the beauty parlor.
There are six employees in the store, and two people live in each room in the apartment in the back; including the trainees, a total of eight people work.
Qi Wen's private house was built five years ago. Although the area is not large, the quality is very good. At that time, it was the prosperous period of Qi Wen Beauty Studio.
Zuo Yunshan walked past the teahouse. Qi Wen's wife Liu Meizheng was wearing glasses and calculating bank deposits and securities. When she saw Zuo Yunshan, she quickly put the account book on it and covered it.
"Good morning!'"
"Good morning! Yo, it looks like you didn't sleep well, right?"
"Yeah?"
"I slept late last night."
"No, I went back before 11 o'clock. I met an acquaintance near my home and was dragged to a bar for two drinks."
"You don't drink much, don't you?"
