The key is that he feels that he has not paid anything. He can earn close to 30,000 yuan by taking photos with other people's equipment in two days. When did it become so easy to make money?
Photography is awesome!
I love photography!
It took a few seconds for Chen Xing to react. He stepped forward with a smile on his face, shook hands with them one by one, and said, "Thank you for giving me the opportunity. I will definitely work hard to produce the best results and live up to your trust."
Chef Bu stood up and laughed loudly as he shook hands with Chen Xing.
"Young man is very good. If all the dishes I make can be photographed with the same effect as before, let alone 30,000 yuan. Even if you want more, there will be no problem."
"Ahem."
Manager Wang coughed twice.
More bullshit, the company has approved a total of over 30,000 yuan. Chen Xing is important here, but design and typesetting are not?
The person who took photos of the old menu a few years ago was a well-known photographer in Guangdong, and this guy named Chen Xing looked like an ordinary student. If the company hadn't just taken a fancy to the effect Chen Xing took, let alone the two
Not even eight thousand or eight thousand.
But after all, Manager Wang was socializing a lot, and he had all kinds of thoughts in his mind, but his face remained unmoved.
"Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Chen. Chef Bu will cooperate with you these two days. It's quite late today. We have prepared a room for you and your friends."
Manager Wang waited for Chen Xing to continue chatting with Bu Yongfeng for a while, then led the three of them to a hotel inside the mall to check in.
Zhou Peng and Chen Xing were not arranged in the same room. Chen Xing wanted to take a shower after returning, but before he could take action, there was a knock on the door.
Opening the door, Zhou Peng and Quan Jing stood outside.
Zhou Peng rushed in all of a sudden.
"Chen Xing, have you been transported through time? When will you take pictures?"
Chen Xing was thrown onto the bed by him, strangled by the neck and shaken. Quan Jing followed behind and nervously came in and closed the door - she was just a little girl who had just turned 18, and she had never thought that at this age she would have to fight with the society.
People do transactions, and the money is close to 30,000.
Such a big office and such a fierce Manager Wang.
Chen Xing stretched out his hand to scratch Zhou Peng's waist. He laughed and retracted his hand to protect him, but Chen Xing turned him over and pressed him on the bed.
"You don't know? Then you used to compliment me on my beautiful photos."
Zhou Peng kept struggling, but Chen Xing, who was getting stronger, was holding him down and couldn't get away. He replied: "Can it be the same? I have always thought that you are good at taking pictures, but you are just a little better than us. How could you have expected that?"
It’s so good that someone specially invited you.”
Quan Jing said anxiously: "Oh, don't fight me anymore!"
Chen Xing looked at her in surprise, then got off the bed with a sigh.
"Oh, it's good to have a girlfriend to protect you."
Seeing Chen Xing's slumped face, Zhou Peng became proud again and said, "Who told you to dump someone else? If we are still together, don't you think we will meet again this time when we go back?"
"What do you mean by dumping me? It was obviously her who broke up with me, right?"
"Okay, okay, you two have a problem. I don't want to talk about it now. I just want to know how you practice taking pictures. Please teach me. I also want to make 20,000 yuan in two days like you. The key to the profession of photographer is
It sounds very artistic, and I want to be one."
You probably want to be a pornographer, right?
Chen Xing shook his head: "When did you see me practice? This is talent. Do you understand talent?"
If he had known that he had this talent, he would have gone to learn photography long ago.
It would be nice if he could look at other people's attributes. He wanted to know what kind of talent Zhou Peng had and help him determine his future path.
It is difficult for students who come from schools like them to have a certain life.
When visiting relatives every Spring Festival, relatives would talk to Chen Xing's parents about his future. Young Chen Xing felt that his future was far away, but as he got older, he felt that the future was very close to him.
You can see the head at a glance.
Work, marry, have children, and then spend the rest of your life busy for your children.
Chen Xing and Zhou Peng played around for a while, and after being forced to treat guests to a big dinner in southern Yunnan, they were sent out and took a good bath.
It’s been a long time since I’ve had such a comfortable shower. The environment in the dormitory is incomparable to that of a hotel.
Tonight, Chen Xing did not play with her mobile phone until late at night. She went to bed very early and was woken up by the alarm clock at five o'clock the next morning.
Guangzhou Restaurant is actually a shop that sells morning tea. Local people love to come here to have morning tea. Only tourists from other places often come here for dinner.
Some people in Guangzhou don't even know that Guangzhou restaurants also sell dinner.
Without disturbing Zhou Peng, Chen Xing went directly to the restaurant. Manager Wang stood at the counter and gave instructions to a waiter. When he saw Chen Xing, he asked the waiter to go and come to greet him.
"Good morning, Mr. Chen, do you want to start now?"
"Well, where is the camera?"
"office."
He took Chen Xing to get the camera, and then went out to receive some regular customers. He only asked a waitress to take Chen Xing to a private room, which was a shooting spot prepared by the hotel, and professionally placed a patch.
light.
Chen Xing studied the camera for a while.
An entry-level Canon, the pictures taken are warmer than reality, so I will have to adjust it after a while.
After a few minutes, Manager Wang opened the door and asked: "Are you ready, Mr. Chen? When they are ready, I will ask them to start serving the food."
"No problem." Chen Xing nodded and said.
The first dish has arrived.
The waitress who brought the food in smiled at Chen Xing and introduced: "These are crispy shrimp fried spring rolls. Chef Bu asked me to tell you that he will cook most of the dishes today. You can
Have a taste of his craftsmanship.”
"Thank you."
I happen to be a little hungry.
But the presentation was so good that he didn't even want to destroy it.
A plate with blue and white on the inside and ink on the outside. Six spring rolls are neatly stacked on the right side, arranged in a triangle. On the left side facing Chen Xing, there is red sauce, which is filled with white butterflies. The other part is placed
I picked up a begonia flower.
It was early in the morning, and Chen Xing had not yet entered the state. It took him a while to find the best angle.
After taking the photo, he picked up a piece of spring roll with chopsticks and said to the waiter: "Okay, let's take one next."
She took the plate out and Chen Xing licked his lips and bit off half of it.
So tender shrimp meat!
The shrimp meat is smashed into puree and put inside the spring roll. It is also served with diced carrots, vegetables, and a salty and delicious taste. It is fresh and tender in the mouth.
These dishes are definitely not cheap.
Before Chen Xing could finish the spring rolls, the second dish came.
"This is the fragrant Bantang horseshoe cake."
tasty!
“These are crispy cheese shrimp dumplings.”
Delicious too.
“This is cured taro cake with enough ingredients.”
It's such a big piece, it feels like a nine-inch meat pizza. Cut it into small pieces to taste.
tasty!
"This is Hakka brown sugar walnut bun."
It smells so good! But I can’t eat it anymore!
Zhou Peng and others came down at nine o'clock, and they also ate a lot.
But I didn't eat for long until I couldn't hold it anymore. No matter how much Chen Xing persuaded me, I wouldn't eat.
He thought that these dishes were all gone after they were brought out, and felt that it was a pity. However, when he saw more and more waiters burping and having oily lips, he realized that none of the dishes were wasted.
That's right, this kind of food is cooked by the chef himself, and wasting any leftovers is disrespectful to the chef.
