Before Zhao Jinyu had time to answer, Fang Yubo, who was sitting next to him, rushed to ask, "Summer job? Do you want Jinyu to distribute flyers, or do you want to work as a part-time worker in a fast food restaurant?"
Qian Jiabao slapped Fang Yubo and said, "Shut up. If you don't know, don't yell about it. You're just handing out flyers and working as part-time workers." Then he made a gesture to Zhao Jinyu from top to bottom to let people watch, and said seriously, " Look at us, Jin Yu, are we qualified to do such heavy work? How can a cultured person like us, Jin Yu, do such heavy work?"
Zhao Jinyu leaned aside and kicked Qian Jiabao before saying, "Why are you talking nonsense now that you are so good?"
Qian Jiabao pushed Fang Yubo's face away and then said, "Can't you tell the truth? Okay, let's stop talking nonsense and get down to business. [Full text reading] You all know what line of work my brother is in, A new club was built this year, and the decoration of this club is very high-end. In fact, to put it bluntly, it is just a decoration. The rest of the preparations are almost complete, and now only some calligraphy and paintings are missing."
"Why did Brother Jiahao ask you to ask me? Besides, do you need me to come if you want calligraphy and painting?" With such a good thing, I don't know how many people are trying to send their works over, but not everyone They can just treat these as hobbies in their spare time.
"There are a lot of calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls of your house. I remember that Zixuan, Fatty and others took a lot of photos last time. They also said that they were very excited after returning to school. Brother Jiahao must have seen the photos taken by Fatty. "Fang Yubo said from the side.
Qian Jiabao nodded at the side, "They spent a lot of money on this decoration. According to what my brother said, it's 'low-key luxury'. I can't see it. Anyway, it does look quite high-end, more Chinese style." Classical style. The decoration of each private room is different, and each one has its own characteristics. For example, the private room is called Bamboo Pavilion, which faces a bamboo forest in the yard, and the decoration inside is related to bamboo. , including the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls are all related to bamboo; everything in the private room of Luo Mei Xuan must be related to plum blossoms.
Except for the lobby, it was impossible for every private room to hang genuine works by those masters, and they didn’t want to hang some fakes, so through someone’s introduction, they found two people from some calligraphy and painting association to come over and inscribe inscriptions according to the decoration of each private room. Some of the paintings have been hung up, but my brother and the others have never been satisfied with some of them, so they wanted to look for another one. If not, I thought of you. "
"People have already been invited, and others will be unhappy if I add more people." It is said that "literati have looked down on each other since ancient times." Although it cannot be said absolutely, it can be said that it is almost the same. Even if he was in his position, he would not see it. You will be happy.
"What's there to be unhappy about? They won't lose money. They've been trying out the dishes over there these past few days. I ate it once and it was quite good. Anyway, everyone has nothing to do. Let's go over and have a look tomorrow. If Jin Yu has any Just write a few if you're interested. Anyway, you don't make the money, it's for other people."
"Forget about the money, I'll go over and see if I can help." Qian Jiahao is a pretty good person. When he met Chen Lixuan for the first time last year, he even said a few words of help. Zhao Jinyu always remembered his words. Favor.
"Why don't you accept it? That place doesn't belong to my brother alone. If you don't accept it, it will be for nothing. You can just treat us to a meal if you accept it!"
Everyone, including Zhao Jinyu himself, laughed when he heard this. He felt that what Qian Jiabao said was really reasonable.
Fang Ye, who was playing table tennis, smiled and tapped Qian Jiabao with his cue and said, "Brother Jiahao knows this. I must tell him that this guy's elbow is turned outward."
Qian Jiabao slapped the cue aside and said with a smile: "Fuck you, look how many points you got, Zixuan cleared him."
Several people were laughing and joking, and Hu Feng, who was sitting opposite, suddenly motioned to Zhao Jinyu with his eyes, asking him to pay attention to the direction of the door.
Zhao Jinyu turned around and saw a group of young people walking in at the door. The one in front was known to both of them. It was Fang Tianci, the youngest son of Fang Dafu and Sun Meijuan.
A few days ago, Lao Shi told him that Fang Tianci had been staying in the detoxification center since being sent to it by Sun Meijuan. He saw it today, and he didn't know whether he had really succeeded in detoxification or if he asked for it. Fang Dafu was still lying in the hospital bed, and Fang Tianci went out to play with a group of people. It seemed that the relationship between the two father and son was really indifferent.
I don’t know if Fang Tianci has been taking drugs for a short period of time, or because he has just come out of the drug rehabilitation center. He is a little thinner than before, but there is no such sick and skinny look on him. "Addict" image. The arrogance that I used to have has diminished a lot, and I have become a little gloomy.
They were all in the hall, and Fang Tianci naturally saw the group of them. After Zhao Jinyu turned around, he could still feel the eyes on him. He didn't know if he remembered what happened at this billiards base at the end of last year.
At first, Zhao Jinyu thought that after going back today, she would call Lao Shi and ask him to find someone to keep an eye on Fang Tianci, but then she thought about it and realized that it was not necessary.
His own father was so sick that he was lying in bed, and nothing could stop him from calling his friends out to play. It was ridiculous to expect him to have any self-control. Judging from Fang Tianci's actions today, the possibility of relapse in the future is almost 100%, so there is really no need for him to make any unnecessary moves.
Fang Tianci picked a table some distance away from them, obviously not planning to come over to talk about their friendship as classmates. Fang Yubo and the others have always disliked Fang Tianci, let alone let him go. So the two of them each occupied a corner, completely treating each other as strangers.
A group of people spent most of the day at the billiards base, and had dinner nearby in the evening. Later, they dispersed after Fang Xiao brought a few people over.
The next morning, Hu Feng personally drove over to pick up Zhao Jinyu, and together with Qian Jiabao as the driver, the group finally drove two cars, one after the other, towards Xiaowai.
In less than an hour's drive, we reached the suburbs. After another three or four minutes of driving, we could see a large group of antique buildings covering a large area from the car window.
Several people parked their cars far away from the roadside. As soon as they approached the outskirts of the club, security personnel came over immediately. Seeing Qian Jiabao among them, they said hello and someone quickly came in front of them. Lead the way.
Before entering, Zhao Jinyu knew just from the layout of the yard that a huge amount of money had been invested in this club. The designer was really good at integrating the small bridges, flowing water, rockery pavilions, and patchwork of Jiangnan gardens into the practicality of Lingnan gardens. Sexy, and not obtrusive at all.
Fang Ye has been to Zunhuang Guild Hall several times. Now looking at the garden here, which covers an area as big as a football field, he can't help but mutter in a low voice, "If a plate of vegetables here doesn't sell for 180 yuan, , then you still have to die?"
The author has something to say: Today I will tell you about Xiaojun, and I will continue tomorrow!
