Friday is coming in a blink of an eye, and a week is about to pass.

Whenever I got off work on Friday, the people in the company were always very excited, gathering together in groups of three or three to talk about their plans for the weekend.

Qin Guanglin looked at the time, put his brush aside and started to pack up his things, thinking about what to do after get off work.

He was going to pour a glass of water on his bed, and then go there with confidence. Why not stay there?

For your happy life, you have to use some small means - although this method seems stupid, why not tell what he is thinking at a glance, but is it enough?

And with this experience, I want to stay there next time. Why not just avoid him repeating this stupid method, maybe I agree directly.

This is called being wise and foolish.

Sun Wen was not like before today. As soon as it was time to get off work, he hurried out. After packing up his things, he walked over to see Qin Guanglin tidy up the table, shook his head outside the company door and said, "Go to have a meal together and have two drinks?"

"Is there something wrong?"

Qin Guanglin did not rush to agree or refuse, and asked while packing his things.

"It depends on your time, so I will waste it for you."

"I believe Xiao Yu said so, you..."

"Hey, I can't learn his tone." Sun Wen shook his head and smiled, and did not continue to joke. He raised his hand to greet his colleague who left, and said, "It's something to tell you."

"Then let's go." Qin Guanglin packed up his desk and stood up.

He could vaguely guess what Sun Yat-sen was going to say, and had expected Sun Yat-sen to talk to him sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

While going out, he took out his cell phone and talked to Qin Ma and He Dang.

"I don't go home for dinner now and I have to report to two people, alas."

"Don't show off when you are charged."

At Sun Wen's suggestion, the two took a car to the Shaoji home-cooked restaurant near Luocheng University.

I don’t know whether he chose this place intentionally or unintentionally. The old but not dirty tables and mottled walls are hard to tell whether they are fat or strong. Uncle Shao is full of familiar memories from four years of college.

"It's still comfortable to eat here."

Sun Wen ordered good dishes and pushed the menu to Qin Guanglin. He turned around and went to the refrigerator to take out four bottles of beer, and carried two bottles with one hand. He opened two bottles with two bangs. He took a big sip of his head and let out a breath, "Don't drink more, two bottles per person."

"Slow down, you can finish the two bottles before the other dishes are served." Qin Guanglin took the cup and poured it into a cup, and took a sip.

Sun Wen did not speak up, and he did not take the initiative to mention it. He picked up the peanuts given by Uncle Shao with chopsticks and ate it casually, "It's good to drink too much in the cup, and it's blowing with the bottle too fast."

"A woman only takes the cup."

"Tsk, you are biased against women and be careful of being punched."

"I'll get one with one hand... Forget it, I can't beat it." Sun Wen pinched his fist, his fingers clattered twice and then put them down. He reached out and took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it. He took a deep breath, raised his head and slowly let out a sip of smoke, "Woman..."

He sighed with emotion, leaned on the back of the chair and picked his chin at Qin Guanglin, "I met an emotional master."

"Isn't it me?" Qin Guanglin was still claiming to be an emotional master.

"You are a big emotional master." Sun Wen sneered and came over and said, "I met a really powerful person who was analyzing. I have followed the method she said in the past few days to coax Yueyue, which is really effective. Now I will answer Yueyue when I call Yueyue, and she will go to have a meal. I guess it is not far from reunion."

"So you've been busy with this matter these days."

Qin Guanglin was speechless. This guy was really unwilling to give up. "What's the use of getting back together? Isn't he going to break up later?"

"That won't be. I'm no longer me now."

"Who are you?"

"I am Sun Yat-sen 2.0, upgraded version, super-change form."

"Super perverted for short."

"Go, wait and see."

Sun Wen raised his head and sipped his wine again, remained silent for a moment, looked at Qin Guanglin with a silence, and then looked at the kitchen curtain, "Uncle Shao cooked a little slowly today."

"You ordered all the hard dishes." Qin Guanglin smiled.

As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Shao lifted the curtain with a plate of braised skeleton and put it on the table, "Today, the skeleton has a lot of meat, so eat hard."

"Okay, thank you Uncle Shao."

Seeing Uncle Shao return to the kitchen and continue working, Sun Wen picked up a skeleton and chewed it for a few bites, nodding and complimenting, "It's still the old taste, I'll be fine with this one."

"Okay, the food has been served. Didn't you say something? You should say it if you should, and you have some moist words with me." Qin Guanglin saw that he kept talking and kept talking, but he just didn't talk about the serious matters, and he was a little helpless.

"well……"

Sun Wen sighed, sucked his teeth before speaking, "I'm short of money."

"How many are missing? I'll lend you."

"Haha, if I need to borrow it, I'll have to say that long ago?" Sun Wen shook his head and smiled, "If you don't help me, I'm not in a hurry to lack money. I'm poor, very poor."

"Then I can't do anything." Qin Guanglin smiled, "I'm poor, and I don't know how to become rich."

"I know." Sun Yat-sen said.

Qin Guanglin saw that he didn't say anything and waited for him to continue speaking.

Sun Wen pondered for a moment, put down the skeleton in his hand and lit a cigarette, "Today... I actually want to tell you about this."

"What's up?"

"You are so smart, I guessed it was already guessing." Sun Wen pointed at him with his hand holding a cigarette, his thick eyebrows slightly condensed, revealing a little helplessness. After a brief silence, he continued: "Do you think the company is good now?"

"At least I don't think there is anything wrong." Qin Guanglin nodded truthfully and asked back: "What do you think?"

"I think it's good, too, but..." Sun Yat-sen tapped the table with his fingers, paused and continued, "Don't you think it's better?"

"oh?"

"Have you known about the studio?" he asked Qin Guanglin.

“Aren’t we the studio?”

"No." Sun Wen shook his head, "It can be said to be a studio, a company, or it can be said to be either - the studio is too big and the company is too small."

"What do you want to say?" Qin Guanglin was surprised, not knowing what he was selling.

"It's very simple to build a studio. Three or five people rent a large single room or one-bedroom house in any residential area, and you can make the work - a rent of up to 1,000 yuan, plus some equipment, it doesn't cost much. Registering a company and holding the name of the company can be exempted from a lot of taxes. This is a normal studio."

"With our current studio address, rent alone is a big expense, and there are other ones with higher costs than ordinary companies... The most important thing is that Chen Rui only wants to make hand-painted fine products, which raises more people and has a terrible low output..."

Qin Guanglin listened quietly while eating peanuts, and already understood his thoughts in his heart.

"If you use computer drawings to batch use those templates to make the current mainstream passionate routines and follow the traffic path, even if the sales are not as good as the quality products he does, in terms of quantity, you can make more money than him and the cost is lower - I have been studying it for a long time, but he can't go through this path."

Sun Wen looked at Qin Guanglin seriously, "Otherwise, there wouldn't be more than a dozen people who are still developing so slowly. He thought so well, and had never understood the market trend at all, and just wanted to do what he wanted to do, he wouldn't do it."

"What then?" Qin Guanglin asked.

“We can do it ourselves.”

"Take half of the company with you?"

"Yes, I arranged them in." Sun Wen emphasized, "It's not enough to have us alone. We'll deal with everything other than painting."

Qin Guanglin sighed, "Is this OK?"

“…”

"Your idea is right, but is this practice... OK?"

Sun Wen was silent for a moment, picked up the bottle and drank a sip of wine, "I guessed that you would say so, so I haven't told you."

"But if I don't do this, what can I do? Where can I find a group of people who are willing to follow me?"

"What is good or bad, and what principles are not principles are not important. Chen Rui doesn't care about money, but we care. I don't want to enjoy high-end office buildings, people who don't want to wear every day go to work in the building for five or six, and I don't want to sit in a comfortable boss chair. I would rather he convert these to me into money, and I can draw pictures in a doghouse." He said with his efforts to suppress his emotions.

"As a poor person, his ambition is short. I have to find a way to keep myself poor. We are all time to get married and start a business. Have you ever thought about Linzi? Have you seen the current housing prices? You can always have a mortgage for 20 or 30 years. This salary is not enough. I don't want to go back to the mountains, and I don't want to be suppressed by mortgages for decades. I can only breathe a sigh of relief when I am about to get buried in the 50s and 60s."

Sun Wen took a big sip of cigarette, threw the cigarette butt at his feet and crushed it, then raised his face to look at Qin Guanglin.
Chapter completed!