My 1991

The important matter of signing the contract was settled, and the three parties involved, Lu An, Yu Guanzhi and Chen Quan, all breathed a sigh of relief.

Even Zhou Kun, who watched the whole process without saying much, breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhou Kun's idea at the moment is very simple, although his painting skills are not up to Wan Zhi's eyes.

But I am also the matchmaker for both parties. This is equivalent to establishing a relationship with Lu An in advance. If he really takes off in the future, I will benefit more or less.

In the art world, connections are money connections, and they are the most rare.

After putting the contract away, Yu Guanzhi counted out 2,000 yuan from the bag and put it on the coffee table:

"This is Mr. Lu's salary for December."

Looking at the brand-new banknotes and smelling the unique fragrance of the banknotes, Lu An was moved, but she said:

"December is already halfway over. I deserve it. Miss Yu, please don't hurt me."

Yu Guanzhi smiled: "This is the hidden rule of Haibo Gallery. You are not an exception. As long as the painters who join the gallery that month will be paid full-month salary."

He was skeptical.

But now that people have given me the steps, Lu An is no longer polite. He is an adult now, and he wants to save face, right?

Of course, the main reason is that his bag is too flat and needs money to fill it.

Putting the signing agreement and 2,000 yuan back in the bedroom, Lu An looked up at the sky outside and said, "It's getting late. Are you hungry? I'll treat you all to a bowl of vegetarian noodles."

Unexpectedly, Yu Guanzhi said yes.

Luan: "."

He just said it politely, why do you still take it seriously?

You're so beautiful, so you're not afraid of me sneaking poison into your face.

Yu Guanzhi made the decision, and Chen Quan naturally didn't refute anything. He went to the kitchen with peace of mind and watched Lu An busy in the stove.

Water cooks noodles very quickly.

As soon as the water boils, sprinkle the noodles in loose shapes, wait for about 4 to 5 minutes, add some oil and salt, and take them out.

Yu Guanzhi asked: "Is this handmade noodles?"

Lu An was right: "I bought it at the entrance of the alley. It's cheap and strong. It tastes good. You can try it later."

Putting four bowls on the table, Lu An sprinkled the noodles with chopped green onions in a familiar manner, finishing them in one go.

When holding the chopsticks, Yu Guanzhi looked at the chopsticks carefully, and then started eating in small bites under the gaze of the three grown men.

She laughed and said, "Ever since I was a child, this is the simplest noodle I have ever eaten, and it tastes surprisingly good."

Well, is it true that the noodles taste good? Isn’t it because of my face?

Lu An thought to herself that a city woman dressed in international famous brands from head to toe would be eating noodles in a shed with a country boy. This style of painting seemed weird no matter how you looked at it.

Chen Quan took three big bites in a row and echoed: "Not to mention, I am used to eating delicacies from mountains and seas, so eating a simple meal like this does have a different flavor."

Lu An nodded her head yes, and she praised her with all her strength. Anyway, I am a thick-skinned man who likes to hear it.

Zhou Kun was in the most complicated mood. Wan Zhi had never been able to eat at his house before, let alone such white noodles.

After finishing the supper, Yu Wanzhi and the other three said goodbye.

Lu An personally delivered it to the gate of the hospital.

When the car left, Li Dong, who had been looking around on the second floor, slipped out with a whoosh.

He asked impatiently: "Brother, what is it like to eat noodles with such a woman?"

Lu An turned back and entered the hospital: "The dishes and chopsticks she ate are still in the kitchen and have not been washed. You go and experience them."

Li Dong's face fell, "You bitch, try to kill me."

Lu An joked: "You are both good and fun-loving. When I kiss Wu Aini one day, I will tell you the taste of her saliva."

Li Dong was unhappy and swore to the sky: "If you can kiss Wu Aini, I will drink up the water from the Zijiang River outside, and there will be no water left."

Lu An glanced at him, took out a pen and paper, put it in front of him, and said angrily: "What you say is unfounded, how about we establish written evidence?"

Li Dong jumped up and down in anger: "Damn, you're not serious about coming, are you?"

Lu An sat down and asked: "Your father and your brother are both very good men. Why have they changed when you come to them? They only love beautiful women, but they still fall in love with each one they see."

Li Dong complained: "I'm not the one who was hit by you. Every time I walk with you, girls like to talk to you and don't pay much attention to me."

Lu An was stunned, "Is this happening? Why didn't I notice it?"

Li Dong was very depressed: "You are so used to soaking in honey every day, how can you even notice me?"

Lu An laughed and said consolingly: "Next time we go out with some girls who look similar to each other."

Li Dong was reluctant: "Why are you looking for someone who is not good-looking? You know so many good-looking girls, so you should look for someone who is good-looking. This is my only hobby in life."

Lu An said: "Girls like to chat with similar people, and they almost get along with you because of your looks."

Li Dong was so angry that he jumped up and down again: "Asshole! You're ridiculing me again. I'm not done with you tonight!"

the next day.

After early self-study, Lu An first called the hospital.

"Hello, who are you?" A strange female voice.

"Hello, I'm Lu An. I'm looking for Meng Qingchi. Please call her for me. Thank you."

"Oh, it's you. Qingchi went to the first floor. Just wait, I'll call her."

Apparently he had heard the name "Lu An" from Meng Qingchi's mouth, and his attitude suddenly improved a lot.

About two minutes later, another voice came from the phone, this time it was from Meng Qingchi: "Xiao An, have you had breakfast?"

Lu An said: "No, I haven't had time to eat. I can't wait to call you right after class."

Meng Qingchi put down the document in his hand and asked urgently: "You are so anxious to find sister, has something happened?"

Hearing the worried tone of the other party, Lu An slapped his forehead with his right hand and said hurriedly: "Ah, don't think too much, I have a good thing to share with you."

Meng Qingchi was curious, "A good thing?"

"Well, good thing."

With that said, Lu An told the story of the agreement he signed with Yu Guanzhi.

When he heard that 2,000 yuan was being paid every month, Meng Qingchi was stunned for a while. Later he came to his senses and asked, "Have you read the contract carefully? Is there anything wrong with it?"

Lu An replied: "Don't worry, Sister Qingchi, I looked at it three times and it should be fine."

Meng Qingchi was still a little worried, so he thought for a while and asked, "Where are you making the call?"

Luan said, "The school concession stand."

Meng Qingchi asked: "You go to the school gate and wait for me. I will take a taxi to pick you up."

Lu An originally wanted to say no, but after being together for a lifetime, he knew the characters of these sisters, so he agreed immediately.

Putting the receiver back, Lu An reached out and asked the boss, "Boss, how much does it cost?"

The boss glanced behind him and said, "No, someone has already paid for you."