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Chapter 101(2/2)

If she didn't want to resign, she would actually be willing to do this job, not for the 5,000 yuan salary, but to be closer to Chen Feng.

But now that Lin Wan got this job, she always felt something was wrong.

One is afraid that Lin Wan and Chen Feng will have a conflict, and they won't even be friends in the future. The other is also somewhat afraid that the two of them will get along with each other day and night, and they will have some kind of relationship.

Wu Mengting knows Lin Wan's temperament relatively well, although it seems impossible for her to poach her for the time being. But if she comes to work for Chen Feng in the future, the relationship between the boss and the employee will be as long as they stay together in the store every day. Over time, they will become lonely.

With a man and a woman, who knows whether they will have feelings for each other.

Therefore, after Wu Mengting was silent for a few seconds, she still expressed her objection: "I think, Wan'er, you are not very suitable for this job. First of all, if you are asked to stay in this store all day long, you will probably not be able to stay. Don't

I see you stay at home all day long and do live broadcasts. But you can only do live broadcasts for at most four or five hours a day. The rest of the time, you are walking around outside;

Secondly, I am worried that you are not qualified for this job. This is an art acquisition store, which requires a certain understanding of art. But you know nothing about art. When a customer comes and talks to you, you will be confused.

I don’t know how to do a good job in reception?”

I have to say that what Wu Mengting said is also reasonable.

However, Lin Wan immediately retorted: "I usually like to go shopping. But doesn't that mean I don't have any other serious job besides live broadcasting? If I have a serious job, I will definitely not run around. As for art, I don't know much about art.

But Brother Feng invited me in just to look at the store, not to make an art appraisal. When the guests come, I just need to entertain those guests and then notify Brother Feng. Brother Feng, right?"

Chen Feng nodded and said: "Yes. She is mainly responsible for reception work and does not require any professional knowledge. She just needs to have a good attitude towards the guests."

Wu Mengting couldn't fully express her worries, so she could only sigh: "Then Wan'er, let's do it first. If you can't hold on any longer, tell Brother Feng earlier."

Lin Wan smiled and waved her hands and said, "I know this well. You all should watch it."

Seeing this, Chen Feng had no choice but to say: "Then let's work for a month. If it doesn't work, I will find someone else. Lin Wan, don't feel embarrassed. If you think you are not suitable for this job, just say so."

"Okay, Brother Feng." Lin Wan said with a confident smile, "If I can't do such a job, then I might as well kill him with a piece of tofu."

Chen Feng and Wu Mengting couldn't help but smile when they heard this.

At this time, a bald middle-aged man walked in from the door, holding a big bag in his hand. Judging from the appearance of the bag, it looked like it contained calligraphy and paintings.

"Hello, I'm here to sell two paintings. If the price is right, I'll sell them to you."

"Okay, sir. Please sit down."

Chen Feng quickly stood up from his seat and asked him to sit down.

The balding middle-aged man waved his hand and said: "No, you can take a look at these two paintings of mine. If the price is right, sell them. If they are not, I will look at them elsewhere."

"OK."

So the balding middle-aged man put the bag on the desk in front of Chen Feng, opened it, and took out two framed paintings, an oil painting and an ink landscape painting.

"These two paintings were handed down from my ancestors. This one is "Misty Rain in the South" painted by everyone in the late Qing Dynasty, and this one is "Rose" by a great Chinese painter in the 19th century. Both paintings are exquisite. Take a look.

, what price will you give me?”

Chen Feng felt a little shocked or surprised at this time. But he tried his best to hold it back and did not show it.

The reason is very simple, because he is actually sensitive to both paintings.

It really felt like pie in the sky all of a sudden.

Of course, Chen Feng was not so easy to fool and believed this man's lies.
Chapter completed!
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