It is not difficult to get away with fund-raising users. Nan Yi answered their questions one by one, lowered his posture, and saw enough fun, and the group of people left.

It was a lucky thing to be a fund-raising company in Nanyi. He had no intention of cheating people at all. What he thought was nothing more than to make some blood, so that these fund-raising companies might not be able to help, but An An, who had a set of trouble, would not cause trouble.

Of course, it is best to be able to exert some force.

The fund-raising household left, and Nan Yi did not return to the office, but went directly to Lou Douqiao.

There are now a group of wandering artists in the Lou Douqiao generation, or rather, a few wandering artists stay. They are all college students who graduated from art colleges in Beijing, who gave up the distribution of the country and became blind in this area.

They should be the pioneers of the Old Summer Palace Art Village. I don’t know if they are the least romantic group of wandering artists, because they still have a pragmatic side.

After a little revolving around, Nan Yi found the most pragmatic one among several artists.

It's easy to tell, the face he likes is delicious.

"Hello, I am Nan Yi. I want to ask you to help me draw three days of painting. It has nothing to do with art, but it has to do with money. It costs 100 yuan a day. I will describe it. You can draw my description."

"Songzhuang, what do you want to draw?" Songzhuang said weakly.

Nan Yi looked at the watch and said, "It's not even time to eat, and the restaurant may not have prepared the dishes. Can you eat fried cakes? Let's talk while eating."

Of course, Song Zhuang said that he could. He urgently needed to fill his stomach. As for what to eat, he was not that big.

At this time, some wandering artists need to have great courage and be prepared to "starve to death". The starvation here is a verb, not an adjective for the future.

Twenty years later, as long as people are not so stubborn, they can always make three meals. "It's almost starving" is just a description of the embarrassment of life.

Today in 1985, "I'm almost starving" means I'm really about to starve, without fraud or modification.

Before kicking away the word "wandering" in front of the artist, it is difficult to find a way out.

In the fried cake shop, Nan Yi ordered two large portions of fried cakes, brought two bottles of soda, and then sat there quietly, waiting for the voracious Songzhuang to finish eating.

In ten minutes, Songzhuang licked the two basins cleanly, but there was still a trace of feeling unfinished.

“When was the last meal?”

“The morning before yesterday.”

"Let your stomach relax and take it after two hours."

Nan Yi said, taking out a pack of cigarette from his military sling and throwing it on the table. He had just seen the yellowing between Song Zhuang's middle finger and index finger.

Seeing the smoke, Song Zhuang hurriedly picked it up, took it apart, found a box of matches from his body, lit it, and took a deep breath.

After half a cigarette was left, Song Zhuang asked, "What do you want me to draw?"

"A stage, a set of clothes, I already have a contour in my mind, but I can't draw. I will tell you what I think, just draw them and sketch them."

"Two sketches don't take three days, and they don't take that much money."

"Maybe I need it, I don't know how to speak art language, what I say may be more abstract, and it will be very tired to understand."

"Okay, when will it start?"

Song Zhuang threw the cigarette butts he had finished smoking on the ground and then crushed them.

"No. 88, Yannan Garden." Nan Yi said, taking out twenty dollars from his pocket and putting it on the table, "You can eat something later and take a shower, and you will be stale."

Song Zhuang raised his arm and smelled it, "I didn't pay attention."

"I don't have any drawing papers, you can buy them together, I'll leave first." Nan Yi said, stood up and walked towards the gate of the fried cake shop.

After Nan Yi returned to the office, he sat for a while and the lame man came.

An enamel basin is placed on the Nanyi table.

Nan Yi opened the lid of the enamel basin and found that the food inside was meat and two vegetables, but there was still nothing strange about it.

"I said cripple, do you want to do this business?"

"Why, aren't the food fresh?" The lame man looked at the food in the enamel basin in surprise, "No problem, it's very fresh."

Nan Yi pointed to the enamel basin and said, "How many dishes are these?"

"Three dishes, one meat and two vegetables, I have a lot of you."

"You dare to say a lot. I don't expect four dishes and one soup. At least you have to add a meat dish to me, right? You can do it yourself. How many days have you made our Yaqing meal? I haven't seen cigarettes or wine. I haven't drunk it. It's okay if you don't give me a gift, it's so difficult to add a dish to me?"

"You are so awesome, you dare to ask for bribes openly."

"Take a hammer, don't I say so thoroughly, right?"

"Fuck, Gaga, your portion is two meats and two vegetables in the future."

Nan Yi shook his head and said, "You still don't understand my intention. What's the relationship between us? I'll leave the deal to you. Will you really miss you a meat dish? Go back and think about it carefully."

"Can you give it directly?" said the lame.

"No, let's realize it yourself."

Making packaged meals makes hard money, but as long as Nanyi checks out without a stuck payment, it is very easy to make thousands of dollars a month.

Nan Yi can calculate this account, and others can also calculate it. If the lame man doesn't settle the people in the office here, someone will soon jump out of his mouth. But Nan Yi never saw the lame man expressing it. If this is not done well, the lame man will have to get out of the way.

Nan Yi was having a meal, and He Ping came to his office, holding a stack of reimbursement forms and a receipt at the top.

"Mr. Nan, look at this receipt." He Ping took out the receipt separately and handed it to Nan Yi.

Nan Yi took the receipt, glanced at it, then raised the receipt and looked through the sunlight. It was obvious that the "9" on the receipt was very unnatural, and the arc on the upper left was a bit awkward. It should have been changed from "7". The 70-hook zero becomes 90-hook zero.

Putting down the receipt, Nan Yi said lightly: "This time, don't tell me who gave you the receipt. I won't pursue it. I'll talk about it later."

Changing receipts is a very low-level false reporting method, which means that the person who changed his position is low, he is not even qualified to carry one more receipt, and he is not skilled in his business. Since it is an accidental event and the amount is not large, Nan Yi did not intend to pursue it, and turned a blind eye and passed it.

If there is a next time, haha.

"Okay, please sign these reimbursement forms."

He Ping nodded and placed the reimbursement form on Nan Yi's desk.

While reading the reimbursement form, Nan Yi said, "Now, can you get a taxi outside without foreign exchange coupons?"

"It's hard to fight, and those drivers are not happy to pull it. They all stare at foreign guests and overseas Chinese. They are lucky enough to collect foreign exchange at one-to-one exchange rate."

"Then the asking price is ruthless." Nan Yi muttered and said, "After you go back, you can count who often need to reimburse taxi fares, make a list, and calculate the total amount of taxi fares reimbursed for the last two months for me, so I'll see if there is any need to add a car."

"Do you want it today?"

"No, you're about to get off work, just give it to me before get off work on Monday." Swish, Nan Yi signed the reimbursement forms one by one, and handed them back to He Ping after signing, "Take it to Director Lin."

"OK."

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Yaqing Company started its holiday. No. 88 Yannan Garden was soon deserted, leaving only Nanyi and Wu Shiqian. Gu Ping.

Before Songzhuang came, Nan Yi invited Wu Shiqi to sit in the yard with a chair.

"After the New Year, it's twenty-eight, your family didn't urge you?"

"I'm urging me, I don't have the idea of ​​finding a husband now." Wu Shizhang said.

"Oh, do you know where Leng Yan is now?"

Regarding the issue of marriage, Nan Yi was just a cut-off to the topic, and he didn't want to talk about this issue in depth. Moreover, in his memory, Wu Shiqiu remained single.

"In Guangdong Province, we invite Triangle brand kettles and irons to settle in Asia."

"Haihai's hand-brand clam oil, Feiren brand sewing machine, Beijing's lighthouse soap, Huili, Phoenix, Permanent, Vaseline, etc. No matter which product it is, as long as it is a well-known brand, we Asia should have it. Only ordinary people can't imagine it, and Asia can't do it."

"Assistant Leng told me, Mr. Nan, you want to create a 'one-style shopping experience'."

"Yes, you just need to come to Asia to buy things. You don't have to wander around the capital. There are no other places. We have one, and other places, and we are better. We need to invite a lot of brands and products we need to find. Leng Yan can't do it alone, so you can help her."

"I'm going on a business trip, too?" Wu Shiyi said in a hoarse voice.

"Yes, you are specialized in clothing and cosmetics. These two categories will have a large sales volume in the future and a high repeat purchase rate. You have a heavy burden. I'll give me a word, can you do it?"

"Okay, I can definitely do it well." Wu Shiqiu said vigorously.

When the opportunity came, Wu Shichang naturally wanted to seize it. Nan Yi said this to her, obviously a rhythm that she had to reuse. How could she retreat?

"Very good, you don't have to go to Guangdong Province. I have a lot of relationships there. First, let's learn about the regional layout of the factory and design a route for you. From today on, you are also a female flying man."

Wu Shiqi has been studying for a long time, so it is time to take a walk out, test the quality, and then decide which direction to carry out refined cultivation in the next step.

The budget was made in three days, but this guy from Songzhuang was quite reliable and had a strong understanding ability. He changed the picture. At noon on Monday the next week, June 3, the two pictures were finally finalized.

Nan Yi first looked at the stage pictures, looked at it for a while, and then changed to the costume pictures. This is a military uniform style picture that does not belong to any country. It combines the German military uniform and American military uniform styles during World War II, and adds Nan Yi's own understanding. It is not very practical, but it is handsome.

The Security Department will be divided into two teams A. Team A performs its real security function, Team B is responsible for coaching, team five or six people line up in the mall and slowly wander around, which is used to attract the attention of women of marriageable age.

Change teams in half an hour to make the girls dazzled.

No matter whether I buy things or not, I have to waste it in Asia. I am thirsty and hungry, and I can solve it in Asia.

Nan Yi put down the picture with satisfaction, looked up and said to Song Zhuang, "Old Song, have you ever been in love?"

"I've talked about it." Song Zhuang said, rubbing his sour eyes.

“Have you ever had coffee?”

“Drink.”

"Have you learned calligraphy?"
To be continued...