After listening to Liu Lang's words, Lu Chunzhong somewhat understood, but he immediately replied.
"Then you have to ask my factory. I have no control over human relations issues. If the factory says I will be transferred, I will leave. If the factory says no, there is nothing I can do!"
"Haha, Master Lu! We are an individual company, not a public company. If you come to work with us, you won't be able to work at the art factory. Your human resources relations will be placed in our company, and we will be responsible for you.
All the problems have nothing to do with them anymore.”
Liu Lang said with a smile.
"What? Doesn't that mean I've been fired? That's no good. If I'm fired, who will pay me a salary? How can I live without a salary?"
This shocked Lu Chunzhong.
"Of course we are responsible. You currently earn 48 yuan per month, and we give you 150 yuan per month. This is only temporary. Soon your salary will reach 200 yuan per month.
Yuan, and there will be performance pay at the end of the year, at least five hundred yuan!"
Liu Lang directly used his "killer trump card".
"One hundred and fifty yuan per month? Can it reach 200 yuan, and there will be a performance salary of 500 yuan at the end of the year? You... you are liars!"
The other party's words almost made Mu Xiaohu angry.
"I said you, old man, really don't understand what I'm saying. Who are we? Even your boss Song He listens to me and does what he wants to do. If he doesn't want to do it, some people do it and are liars?"
Mu Xiaohu felt a little anxious that the other party's words had insulted him.
"Brother Xiaohu, don't interrupt!"
Liu Lang glared at Mu Xiaohu.
"Master Lu, listen to me...!"
Before Liu Lang could continue, there was a loud noise outside.
"Where is Liu Lang? Let me see!"
"Let me see this child prodigy and teach my children how to learn!"
"Let me see if Liu Lang has three heads, let me see!"
Suddenly, seven or eight people, old and young, rushed in, all wanting to see Liu Lang's "honor".
It turns out that just now Lu Chunzhong's daughter-in-law told her neighbors about the arrival of a child prodigy, and the news spread instantly. Many people came at once, and others were still on the way and would arrive soon.
"Ouch! Be careful, don't kick my dye bucket...be careful with my paintings!"
The house was small to begin with, and there was no way it could accommodate so many people. Lu Chunzhong’s painters all suffered.
"He is Liu Lang, he came to see our Lao Lu!"
Lu Chunzhong's daughter-in-law was very proud and felt very honored that the child prodigy came to her home.
"Lao Lu, what is the prodigy looking for you for? Do you want you to paint for him? I just said that our Lao Lu's paintings are beautiful. You see, even the prodigy has come to see him!"
Lu Chunzhong's daughter-in-law showed off loudly.
"What about painting? They asked me to work for him and said they would give me 150 yuan a month. Isn't this nonsense? I think they are liars!"
Lu Chunzhong shook his head and said.
"One hundred and fifty a month? I...Okay, okay, why are you all coming to my house? Get out, get out, get out!"
As the head of the family, a woman's desire for money is much stronger than that of a man who doesn't care about anything. As soon as she heard the word money, Lu Chunzhong's daughter-in-law immediately became energetic, became "alert", and immediately pushed and shouted.
He pushed the people who rushed into the house out and then locked the door.
"Prodigy, what did you say? Why do you give me one hundred and fifty yuan a month?"
The other party turned around and walked up to Liu Lang to ask.
"Don't tell them nonsense, can this be true?"
Lu Chunzhong didn't believe this was true at all.
"Just stay here for a while. I am a child prodigy. How can I lie to you? Even if you have a brain that lasts eight lifetimes, it will not be as good as one of mine. Besides, what are your abilities? If you don't have money, you can draw. From morning till morning
Late in the evening, my eyes are almost blind from exhaustion. I have been drawing for a lifetime and I have never been able to draw anything like Ziwu Maoyou. What are you lying to? I think you are just a nerd!"
The woman scolded loudly.
If an adult comes up and wants to give you money, anyone who is not a fool will think that the other person is a liar, but the other person is Liu Lang! Liu Lang is known to the whole country, and even the country's top leaders personally meet with the child prodigy, he can lie to people?
And no one will pretend to be Liu Lang, his age and figure are the best ID cards.
"you……!"
Lu Chunzhong really couldn't refute his wife.
"Auntie, we have set up a company that also involves painting. Master Lu is an expert, so we have to invite him to come. As long as he comes, the minimum is 150 yuan per month, and there is also performance pay at the end of the year, which is 500 yuan.
, this matter is absolutely true, we can sign it, and if we deceive you, you can ask the police to arrest us."
Liu Lang explained.
"Go! Go, it's 150 yuan a month, and there will be 500 yuan left at the end of the year. This year, it will be more than 2,000 yuan. If you don't go, you will be a fool!"
The other party answered immediately.
"Someone would give us money for nothing? I think you are the fool."
Lu Chunzhong is actually "smart" now.
"Is he really mad at me?"
Mu Xiaohu is so angry! Why doesn’t this guy believe it?
"If you take this money, it will be regarded as your salary in advance. Do you believe it this time?"
Mu Xiaohu took out a wad of "Great Unity" from his wallet, which contained more than five hundred yuan, and threw it directly on the table.
"this………!"
Now both of them are stupid. The scammer can't give them money.
"What the hell is going on?"
Lu Chunzhong's IQ is completely unable to understand what is happening now.
"Okay, Master Lu, take a look at these things first!"
Liu Lang also carried a cloth bag. He opened the bag and took out the Transformers he drew inside.
"Now we are going to publish a kind of...a kind of villain book, which is these images. These villain books will be sold abroad and can make a lot of money. And what you have to do, Master Lu, is to make the images I designed according to my design."
Draw the story into a comic book, it’s that simple!”
"Draw a little book!"
This time Lu Chunzhong understood something.
"Let me see!"
Lu Chunzhong took the papers and read them one by one.
"Well, even though they are all simple paintings, my painting skills are pretty good!"
In terms of professionalism, Lu Chunzhong had nothing to say. It was immediately obvious that Liu Lang's painting skills were comparable to those of college students who graduated from fine arts majors.
"This...what are these?"
Lu Chunzhong has been painting for the art factory all his life, including characters, animals, flowers, trees, etc., but the content is very simple. It is nothing more than stories of history, fables, and revolutionary struggles. He has never seen the image of Transformers.
, simply cannot understand it.
"Let me tell you this story... This is a group of robots, but they have the same life as humans, except that their bodies are made of machines. This group of robots lives on other planets and came to our planet for some reason.
, of course, this story is set more than 20 years later. At that time, our country was already very prosperous and powerful, with unimaginable technology. For example, there were cars everywhere and there were very few bicycles. For example, everyone had a phone.
, you can make calls just by holding it in your hand...!"
"That's the story!"
Liu Lang told the story briefly.
This story overturned Lu Chunzhong's world view. Where is this story? Is it obviously a legend? However, this story is indeed attractive, and both Mu Xiaohu and Lu Chunzhong's wife were fascinated by it.
"You just want me to draw this story?"
Lu Chunzhong asked.
"Yes, it's that simple!"
Liu Lang replied.
"It's easy! It doesn't even cost that much money!"
Lu Chunzhong is a practical person. He thinks this is very simple, simpler than his current job. He currently earns forty-eight yuan, but the other party suddenly gave him one hundred and fifty yuan. He feels that it is not worth the price.