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"I don't have a studio, and even if I had one, I wouldn't bother to take care of it." Su Chen was very distressed.

It was because he was too busy that he planned to find an artist for support. Now, in order to get the help of the artist, he had to build a studio first. Isn't it putting the cart before the horse?

and……

What kind of brain circuit are those two painters?

I haven't said anything yet, and I'm going to check in with my bags?

You don't bring such a familiarity if you are familiar with it?

"Does Teacher Mao Xuewang have no time to manage the studio?" Wang Runhe asked cautiously.

Su Chen: "Yeah, I asked your artist for help because I was too busy. I have to draw comics every day when I get home from work. I really don't have any other time."

"What! You mean, painting is just a part-time job?!"

Grasping the point of the conversation, Wang Runhe was dumbfounded.

What the hell?

Your old man is about to become a legendary painter in the painting world. Whether it is the plot details of comics or the outline of illustrations, you can be called a king.

Such a king is actually just a part-time painter?

How can you embarrass those full-time cartoonists?

He had already started to be secretly startled.

The current achievement is only a part-time job, so where is your main battlefield?

Fairy enterprise?

After being surprised for a while, Wang Runhe couldn't hold back his inner curiosity, and asked, "Then what is your occupation?"

Su Chen smiled faintly in front of the screen, and typed: "Oh, I am a senior service consultant in food production and catering operations."

"Huh? You said... what... and what?"

Wang Runhe was a little confused.

Good guy, this is a long title, it just sounds awesome.

Could it be the big shareholder of some food company? Painting part-time at the same time? Have you accidentally become a painting genius?

Damn, it's the standard template for a winner in life!

He started a Demiurge-style brain supplement, imagining the life of the successful person on the other side.

"Oh, maybe you don't quite understand what I said, so let me keep it simple." Su Chen pursed her lips, "Actually, it's the kind of waiter in a coffee shop. Buying a cup of coffee comes with a set meal and a small cake as a gift."

"???"

Wang Runhe stopped thinking.

Can this Nima talk a little more?

Children, do you have many question marks?

The real identity of the popular cartoonist is a waiter?

Then, his first reaction was disbelief.

"The clerk in the coffee shop? Haha, is Teacher Maoxuewang joking?"

Yeah, well-known cartoonist is just a waiter?

Isn't this a fool?

No, the ghost may not feel any fluctuations in his heart when he hears it, and even wants to give you a wall to calm down the whole ghost.

This is like those urban soldier kings who are very powerful in the circle and are invincible in the industry. But in fact, in real life, it is just a street kebab shop, and it is the kind of thief discount that buys five skewers and gets one free.

Such a disturbing unfolding...

It's impossible, okay?

Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is not the way to eat it, is it?

"I'm not kidding, I've been working in this store for several months, and now I can make all kinds of coffee in the store."

Su Chen's tone was extremely serious, even a little proud.

This made Wang Runhe almost vomit blood.

So, the coffee shop isn't your own yet?

The famous teacher Mao Xuewang is actually an ordinary wage earner who works for others?

He felt that ten thousand alpacas were galloping repeatedly in his heart.

Su Chen: "Anyway, I have to work in a coffee shop, and I also have to draw comics and illustrations. I don't have time for any studio."

——Still working like a ghost!

The old man makes a bold guess, your one-month comics are directly divided into income, which is enough to buy ten coffee shops, right?

Wang Runhe nearly vomited blood.

He was manipulated by Su Chen, the outside was charred and the inside was tender, tender and juicy, delicious and not greasy, with a unique taste that melted in the mouth...

But even so,

He still didn't give up the idea of ​​persuading Su Chen to set up a studio.

"Teacher Maoxuewang, even if you are busy with part-time work... er, I mean work... even if you are busy with work, you just need to find someone in charge to manage the studio with your name on it."

The more Wang Runhe talked, the more energetic he was, like a pyramid schemer pulling you by the street.

"In this way, you will be able to act in the name of the studio in the future. Maybe there will be orders from different companies asking you to draw illustrations, design vertical paintings, supervise art, etc. At this time, you only need to hand over the list to an assistant with decent skills , You can count money lying down."

"In this way, the painters we went to Leijian Library, in the name of assisting in learning, learned something, and by the way, it can also help your studio to transition smoothly and avoid shortage of manpower. How about it?"

What Wang Runhe said, Su Chen understood all the truth.

But the problem is, if he opens a studio with his current reputation, if he recruits in the society or on the Internet in the early stage, he will definitely attract a lot of applicants who come here because of his reputation. By then, there will be so many people working together, and he has no management experience. Not to mention the experience of reading people.

Moreover, as the other party said, he did not have a trustworthy person in charge.

Now his social circle is full of friends who have close contacts on the Internet.

One of them is either the author, such as Mr. Dan, Sansan...

Either an editor, like Xinlan, Baiyu, Mingyou...

Or it's an anchor who faces fans every day, like King C, Zhixun, Chef Ma...

There is simply no one who can be the person in charge of himself.

This also leads to, if you open a studio now, there is a very high possibility of a chaotic star effect phenomenon. A mixed group of people apply for the job with their heads smashed. If you can't find a suitable assistant, you may even have your personal information leaked by someone with a heart. , is simply not feasible.

Su Chen also told Wang Runhe about this point.

In the end, Wang Runhe was not surprised, as if he was waiting for him to say this.

He patted his chest directly and said: "If Teacher Mao Xuewang can be trusted, I can take the position of the person in charge of your studio! From now on, I will follow you to conquer the world."

"oh……"

Su Chen pondered for half a second, then...

"I can't believe it, but I refuse."

Resolutely reject this old plan.

Because the other party's persuasive tone was exactly the same as those scumbags who said "I can't get in", Su Chen had a stressful reaction and subconsciously refused.

The sudden refusal made Wang Runhe dumbfounded again.

He felt that today was the most dumbfounded day in his life.

Meow!

Why didn't you play the cards according to the routine?

Our Thunderbolt library is so sincere that we sent you two painters and encouraged you to open a studio, but then I, a widowed old man, can’t even go there to get painting experience?

Isn't this too ruthless?

Wiping his face wanting to cry without tears, since Mao Xuewang didn't like him so much, he had no choice but to stay in the headquarters of Leijian Library and study with Teacher Xiao Su who taught live every day.

"Okay, then I won't make trouble for Teacher Mao Xuewang. Then, you can make an appointment. Our two painters plan to meet with you and discuss the work process in detail."

Wang Runhe felt a little helpless and depressed, but in order not to leave a bad impression on Su Chen, he still typed calmly.

"Meet?"

"Yes, yes, it shouldn't be a problem just to meet up, right?"

— By the way, he really wants to meet the teacher Mao Xuewang who has always been respected.

Feeling melancholy, he stroked his beard, Wang Runhe typed.

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