Volume Four [Wolves Surrounded by Tigers] NO.9 Depressed Entanglement
[Third update! Urban myth group: 1914632]
Bianca Daniel is the head of Aegean Instruments in China. Her name may sound resounding, but her main job is actually the care and maintenance of high-end musical instruments. She was already a qualified professional when she was ten years old.
He is a senior tuner and has his own unique insights into the improvement of various strings.
He has published six important papers in American Pop Music Weekly, which have been very helpful in the improvement of popular musical instruments in recent years.
Although she is Italian, she was actually born in Dublin, Ireland. Perhaps because of this, she always makes people feel like she is doing things like a North Sea breeze, full of energy.
Unlike the lazy French and Italians, she is very pragmatic.
Therefore, in the past two years, Aegean Music Co., Ltd. was shocked by the high profits of its two stores in China. The company subsequently adjusted its market investment and opened a third store in the Chinese capital.
Zhang Bi interrupted Renault's discussion about whether to sell the crystal piano. Renault apologized and assured Zhang Bi that their shop would definitely be able to repair the crystal piano.
This is a crystal electric guitar from the late 1980s or early 1990s. I forgot to mention that this is a left-handed guitar, which means it is prepared for left-handers.
On the front of the instrument, there is a classic personal logo laser-etched, a chameleon from the African island of Madagascar.
There are a lot of floating dots on the back. Zhang Bi doesn't know what they are for. There is also a personal signature, also laser etched, in English: Stevenson.
Generally speaking, electric guitars do not have a resonance box, but Zhang Ben's crystal guitar has a small groove on the guitar body to form a resonance box. At the same time, the sound pickup is a Lesbauer type.
This makes the sound of this piano definitely very strange, even weird.
Of course, Zhang Bi's knowledge of musical instruments is almost zero. Only his grandfather Zhang Sanxian in the family can play the erhu with two hands, and Zhang Bi has disliked the sound since he was a child.
"Reno! Where is Jean? Where is Jean?"
Bianca is a tall woman with fiery red hair, which is really fiery red. When she walked in, she immediately saw the crystal piano on the counter, and excitedly moved over to it. After a long time, she murmured: "
Oh, my God, it really is. It’s a sound picker, a Lesbauer type, with a hand-polished auxiliary resonance box..." She gently plucked the strings, and the sound was loud and clear.
It sounds very ordinary.
"The guy who took care of this instrument is an asshole!"
Bianca used Chinese... OK, she said that on purpose. She turned to look at Zhang Bi, and then said seriously: "Sir, although I can't comment on how you dispose of your personal belongings, I must not
I don’t want to remind you that since you have a good piano, you should take good care of it."
Zhang Bi looked at her and said depressedly: "I can't play the guitar."
"What?!" Renault and Bianca both stared.
Such a good piano fell into the hands of a guy who knew nothing?
"Reynold, take off the strings. By the way, straighten the neck a little. Forget it, I'll do it."
Bianca took out a pair of glasses from the jacket pocket of her small suit. After putting them on, she said without looking back: "Sir, how far do you want to repair them?"
"I just want to ask if you can help me repair it. It'll be fine." When this woman said this, Zhang Bi felt that he had not taken good care of the piano. In fact, Zhang Bi thought that as long as the piano was left alone, it would be fine.
Actually it's nothing.
The sorrow of laymen.
The strings of electric guitars are all steel strings, so the pressure on the neck is actually very large. If it is not adjusted for a long time, the sound will go out of tune.
"Sir, you intend to sell this..."
"No!"
Zhang Bi interrupted her, "No need to ask this question, I won't sell it."
Bianca sighed helplessly. If she learned a Chinese proverb, she would definitely lament: Pigs have lost all the good cabbage.
At this time, many people gathered around the store, including foreigners. Two Japanese teenagers also looked at this side and blurted out: "Crystal Qin!"
In fact, if the crystal piano is made in China, it can usually be purchased for a few thousand yuan. The better ones that come off the assembly line only cost four to five thousand.
But Zhang Bi's piano was obviously not a piece of street food. As for that Stevenson, he had never heard of it in his life.
"Wow, Stevenson's crystal piano." The two Japanese teenagers also recognized it at a glance, and a tall old man next to them also continued: "This is one of the two left-handed pianos. What a pity.
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Without exception, everyone's eyes were on Zhang Bi with contempt and hostility. It was really not easy to ruin such a good piano like this.
Zhang Bi blushed a little, always feeling as if he had done something bad.
After a while, a foreign girl who was buying rock CDs in the store asked him in a low voice: "Sir, can you sell me this piano of yours?"
This girl is dressed like a ghost, with purple and black lip gloss, stockings, a black skirt, black smoky makeup, and a hairstyle that looks like Ben Wallace.
There are a lot of trinkets on his body, and a silver skull cross hangs on his chest. This kind of clothing does not look like a human being at all.
Compared to this scary girl, Zhang Bi suddenly felt that Xia Zhenzhen's girlish madness was actually pretty good.
"Sorry, not selling."
Zhang Bi said apologetically.
The girl seemed a little insistent and actually said: "Sell it to me for ten thousand US dollars!"
"Not for sale!"
"Fifteen thousand US dollars!" the girl gritted her teeth and said.
"I won't sell it! I won't sell it even if you offer 150 million US dollars!" Zhang Bi replied impatiently.
The girl's eyes were dim and disappointed, and then she suddenly revealed a sad look, and then said in very fluent Chinese: "Actually, I have a seriously ill brother, and he likes the piano made by Stevenson very much. I hope to be able to play it before he goes to heaven...
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"Your lying acting skills are really bad. The story of the street beggar who turned right for 500 meters when he left home is a hundred times more miserable than yours. At the same time, his tears will fall very naturally instead of being squeezed out.
At the same time, the pupils will not look away, but the eyes will become dull, and the beating of the heart will even gradually become chaotic..."
Zhang Bi did not hesitate to ridicule the girl's inferior deception. Wanting him to sell the piano? There is no way!
"Ha, these damn unsympathetic Chinese!"
"That's right...but do you think he would sell it if I offered him $20,000?"
"..."
Bianca looked at the piano fondly, then rolled her eyes and said to Zhang Ben: "Sir, it's like this. This piano needs major repairs, which will take about two months, because we have to find a suitable one."
Crystals, you know, the frequencies of crystals are different..."
"Can!"
Zhang Ben didn't want to worry about it for a moment, and immediately agreed. As long as the piano is repaired, it doesn't matter if it takes two months.
"How much?"
"You pay 30% in advance, six thousand yuan."
Zhang Bi was stunned: Damn, it costs 20,000 to repair a piano?
But now I don't necessarily have to turn around and leave. I bite the bullet, spend 6,000 yuan, sign an agreement, get the joint invoice, and leave angrily. And the weird girl keeps asking: "Hey, you...
Unsympathetic Chinese bastard, are you really not going to sell your piano?”
Zhang Bi left the piano store without looking back, getting rid of the depressing entanglement.