"Your name is Li Yongguo, and my name is Li Zhongxin. We are the same family! Welcome to Zhongxin Company." When Li Zhongxin saw Li Yongguo, he immediately stretched out his hand and started fighting enthusiastically.

call.

"You... you... are just... the little boss?"

When Li Yongguo saw Li Zhongxin extending his hand, he knelt down.

His eyes were staring straight at Li Zhongxin, as if he was seeing a monster.

When Li Yongguo heard Zhao Yuanyuan talk about "little boss, little boss", he had already minimized the age of the people meeting this time. However, he never would have thought that the young boss of Zhongxin Company was actually a child of about ten years old.

Li Zhongxin smiled brightly, patted Li Yongguo's arm casually and said with a smile: "What a little boss, that girl Zhao Yuanyuan calls me nonsense, just call me Zhongxin. Let's go to the studio to talk.

"

After Li Zhongxin led Li Yongguo into the quietest room inside, Li Yongguo's eyes lit up and his whole person suddenly became energetic.

Li Yongguo saw that this room was very beautifully decorated, every spatial detail was well handled, and the design was also very user-friendly.

This room can be said to be the most beautiful studio he has ever seen. Even when he was at the Shanghai Art Studio, he had never seen such a beautiful studio.

Every detail of this studio has been thoughtfully considered, especially the spacious space inside and a large-scale creation table that can accommodate eight people.

On the workbench, there are various art brushes and pen holders of various lengths, handmade knives, screen scrapers, screen pressing knives, professional art inks, extremely white and smooth high-quality manuscript paper...

Every time he picked up an item, every time he touched a good tool, Li Yongguo's face glowed with happiness.

As soon as he entered this studio, Li Yongguo seemed to have risen from hell to heaven. He shouted loudly in his heart, this is the life I want.

At this time, Li Zhongxin discovered that Li Yongguo, a young man in his twenties, had a unique feeling. He couldn't describe it right away.

Although he is a literary and artistic person, he is very different from those literary and artistic young people.

It is said that he is aloof and arrogant. This person seems to be very kind and has nothing to do with aloofness. If you say he is arrogant because of his talent, his qualifications are still very low.

Overall, Li Zhongxin is quite satisfied.

Li Zhongxin saw the happiness, wonder, and reluctance intertwined on Li Yongguo's face. Li Yongguo's expression was as if a devout believer had entered the temple.

For someone who has such a passion for art and loves creation, Li Zhongxin firmly believes that Li Yongguo is the person he is looking for.

He took two quick steps and came to Li Yongguo. He smiled slightly and said, "Brother Li, are you satisfied with the tools I have here? As long as you can pass a small test of mine, you can use this studio as you like.

."

"What, what did you say it was? Can you say it again?" Li Yongguo immediately asked after Li Zhongxin seemed to say that if he could pass something, the studio could be used casually.

Li Zhongxin tilted his head and said with a sly smile: "Brother Li, I ask you to draw three cartoon images with different expressions based on my appearance. If you can meet my requirements, this studio will be yours."

Already."

"Really?" After Li Yongguo blurted out the question, he immediately added, "Are you sure you really mean what you said?"

After Li Zhongxin couldn't help but coughed dryly to cover up his embarrassment, he said with a slightly sullen face: "What do you mean, are you sure that what you said really counts? What I said doesn't matter. Why did I bring you here? You didn't listen.

Did that girl Zhao Yuanyuan say I am the boss?"

Li Yongguo stared at Li Zhongxin's eyes again and again, turned around suddenly, and threw him directly into the workbench. In less than half a minute, Li Zhongxin seemed to be gone from his world.

Not even half an hour after Li Zhongxin went out for a walk, Li Yongguo called him into the studio.

He saw three cartoon images drawn by Li Yongguo. One was happy, one was depressed, and the other was surprised. He almost vividly painted all Li Zhongxin's expressions after he saw Li Zhongxin.

Moreover, it also contains advanced comic elements that Li Zhongxin recognized.

Seeing these three cartoons, Li Zhongxin immediately identified Li Yongguo.

Li Zhongxin raised the corner of his mouth slightly and asked happily: "You have quite good skills. What did you do before you came to me?"

He knows very well that in China, there are many people studying art, but there are very few people who are really good at painting and have a certain level, and most of these people can only paint some apples, some landscape paintings and the like.

Li Zhongxin has been recruiting for such a long time, but he has never seen anyone like Li Yongguo who is professional at drawing figures and can do it at an extremely fast speed.

"I graduated from the Shanghai Academy of Fine Arts. Because of my excellent grades, I was assigned to work as an artist at the Shanghai Art Studio. I worked there for three years. However, because the leader did not understand the business and gave random instructions, I quit my job at the art studio.

.No, it should be considered as being expelled!"

When Li Yongguo talked about this matter, there was a bit of self-deprecation on his face. He worked at the Shanghai Art Studio, which was an authentic state-owned enterprise. The welfare benefits were much better than many places. Now everything is

It's already a thing of the past.

After Li Yongguo finished speaking, he stopped talking. He was still a little worried about this painful memory.

"Oh, that's just right. Zhongxin Company has decided to hire you. I recently published a few comics in "Weekly Shonen". See if you can take over and continue to create based on the original work." Li Zhongxin said softly.

After that, he directly stated the work that Li Yongguo had to do next.

"What, the comic you drew was published in RB's Weekly Shonen?" Li Yongguo's eyes almost fell to the ground when he heard Li Zhongxin said that the comic was published in Weekly Shonen.

Li Yongguo was different from others. When he was at Shanghai Art Studio, he had heard that RB had two of the largest comic magazines, one of which was "Weekly Shōnen".

Those who can publish comics in "Weekly Shonen" are basically RB's top cartoonists, and the income from one episode of comics has reached astronomical figures that he could not imagine.

He had never thought that in a small place like Jiangcheng, someone who could publish comics in "Weekly Shonen" would actually appear, and this person turned out to be a ten-year-old child.

"Yeah! It has been published for a few issues, and the reviews are pretty good. It is currently ranked first among the comics in "Youth Weekly"." Li Zhongxin didn't pay attention to Li Yongguo's expression, and he spoke casually.

Li Yongguo, who was already scorched on the outside and tender on the inside by Li Zhongxin's thunder, seemed to have been combed over by the thunder at this moment, and he was completely stunned.

Ranked first in the manga list of "Weekly Shonen", his reputation as a manga master is already certain.

After coming back to his senses, Li Yongguo suddenly remembered what Li Zhongxin said next, which was to create based on Li Zhongxin's existing foundation.

Thinking that the comics he drew could be published in "Weekly Shonen" in the future, Li Yongguo blurted out: "If this thing is true, I will do it even if you don't give me money."

"What are you steaming and boiling? Do you think I would joke with you about this kind of thing?" Li Zhongxin teased Li Yongguo unconsciously, "Also, you did everything you said I wouldn't give you money, right? What if?

If this is the case, then I will keep you as a bonded worker!"

Li Zhongxin's favorable impression of Li Yongguo has risen to a very high level. As for Li Yongguo's last words, he did it without paying him. He knows that even if this person cannot reach the best level now, he will be in the future in the future.

Even without his support, the comics industry would have achieved success sooner or later.

Indentured labor?!!! Li Yongguo actually heard Li Zhongxin tease him about being an indentured worker, without any sign of anger. He laughed and said: "I am an indentured worker, then you are a wealthy landlord. Now that the reform and opening up has begun, the wealthy landlords will be indentured."

It’s a fight!”

What Li Yongguo likes most is to find a carefree place to create what he likes. Now that he is here in Jiangcheng, it is really because Li Zhongxin does not give him a salary, but he can have enough food and clothing every day, and can do what he likes.

It's no big deal.

If there is no salary, if he is unhappy or dissatisfied one day, he can come and go easily.

"It's just a joke. Brother Li, please don't take it seriously." Li Zhongxin was extremely happy when he saw that Li Yongguo was not angry, but actually mocked him humorously as a landlord and a rich man.

He was most worried that the Li Yongguo in front of him was a boring gourd, and he couldn't take jokes. In that case, it would be quite frustrating when he explained the subsequent creation of Conan to him. Now it's better, Li Yongguo is a very cheerful person, and his

The worries I had been feeling were finally settled.

"Brother Li, I was joking with you just now! You will be creating here, and food and accommodation will be included. I will give you five yuan as a meal subsidy every day. If you want to improve the food, go out to Jiangcheng to find food by yourself. Every month

Salary? Let me see it this way! It is currently set at two hundred yuan per month. After a period of time, when the number of team members increases, we will increase the amount for you according to a certain proportion."

Although Li Zhongxin's tone of voice was not high-pitched, it was like a loud thunder hit Li Yongguo's head, and Li Yongguo suddenly felt that there was something wrong with his ears.

What? Food and accommodation are included, a meal subsidy of five yuan a day, and a salary of two hundred yuan a month? How is this possible?

When Li Yongguo was at the Shanghai Art Studio, his monthly salary was only thirty-six and a half yuan. With bonuses and some welfare benefits, his monthly salary would never exceed fifty yuan. This is because

His overtime bonus is so high that he has reached this level.

Suddenly I heard Li Zhongxin say that the meal subsidy of five yuan a day was already one hundred and fifty yuan per month. Adding the two hundred yuan monthly salary, it was three hundred and fifty yuan.

Ten yuan, even the director of their art studio, doesn't get that much salary now.

Happiness came so suddenly, it almost drove Li Yongguo crazy.

"This is too much! No reward for no merit, not to mention that I haven't done any work yet! How about this! I will do the work first. If I can meet your standards, we will discuss the salary.

." Li Yongguo waved his right hand and declined Li Zhongxin's proposal.

But! Li Yongguo didn't say much about the meal supplement. After all, he is from the south. I don't know how the food in the Northeast is now. If he is not used to it, he can go outside to improve his life.

Li Zhongxin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, walked to Li Yongguo, raised his hand and shook Li Yongguo's big hand, patted Li Yongguo's body with the other hand and said: "Then I would like to welcome you to Zhongxin Comics first.

It’s the studio.”

After eating at the Zhongxin Canteen in Zhubantun at noon, Li Zhongxin led Li Yongguo to the room he had reserved as a studio, and began to design Conan and other characters. The personalities of these characters,

The plots of the first few episodes of Conan and the plots of the next few episodes were told to Li Yongguo.

Genius, anyone who can think of such a comic is definitely a genius. Listening to Li Zhongxin's explanation, Li Yongguo secretly mythologized Li Zhongxin in his heart.

In the 1980s, despite the reform and opening up, they were still very conservative, ideologically and otherwise. Comics with god-like storylines like Li Zhongxin's were simply a miracle. His ability to participate in such creations was an achievement in itself.

It is already a kind of learning and exercise. This magical creative mode has opened a door to the animation world for Li Yongguo.

"If there are no problems, you will be specifically responsible for the creation of these episodes in the recent period. I will give you the subsequent storyline in a while.

If anyone else comes up, you will be solely responsible for it."

Li Zhongxin directly left the subsequent creation of Conan to Li Yongguo, and he suddenly became the boss.

The continuous drawing of cartoons recently has made Li Zhongxin nauseous. He feels that it is a great crime to waste all his time on this.

Li Yongguo was very capable, and his art skills even surpassed his own. Having such an outstanding person helped him complete the subsequent comics, and finally freed him.
Chapter completed!