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403, each has its own colorful

Wan Changsheng has a little reflection. Why didn’t he encounter such a thing when he was traveling abroad?

Maybe there are beautiful girls around you at any time.

He just thought about it funny and urged Ma Zhenyu to turn grief into strength and do these two lessons well.

The friends who gathered in the cafeteria one after another, besides teasing Ma Zhenyu, who was a little haggard and Wan Changsheng who was hugging left and right in Pingjing, had already touched all the places around him who could inquire.

After all, there are quite a few people who rent houses outside and are very familiar with the various construction conditions around.

The Academy of Fine Arts is surrounded by the old city, mainly relying on the former railway locomotive section and power plant factory area.

There are no large-scale office buildings and commercial centers like the new development zone.

For a venue that may not have many people to work, and some things may be that one or two thousand people are flexible in scale, it is difficult to find.

It has two or three warehouses, which look similar to the classroom, but the light is much different, and the scale of repair is relatively large.

I can only choose temporarily. Wan Changsheng asked these friends who took photos to ask for photos and prepared them to pass them to Du Wen.

As a result, when one of them flipped through the photos, he casually said to the person next to him: "This teahouse is quite stylish, but the business is not very good. The boss asked me if I would take it over. I said we are building an office space, why do we want this..."

Wan Changsheng took a look at it, but inexplicably fell in love with it. The artistic style of the bar where Lao Tong and his party gathered. The old ones were a bit antique. The main reason was that there was a large courtyard outside, and several bamboo huts were built, with one or two eight-immortal tables placed inside. You can eat, drink, and chat and drink tea for a few friends. However, the area is much larger, so there is no sense of intimacy like a small bar. Ordinary students are not at this level of consumption, so it is definitely difficult for business to be prosperous: "How could there be a yard? There are few places like this around you."

My friend explained: "The roof is just opposite the school gate, a row of roofs on the roofs... Well, it's the terrace you set up above the bar sometimes between the bar and a distance of more than ten meters."

Huang Min also looked at it: "Oh, I've been there. The business is not good, the price is not cheap. The boss doesn't seem to be doing it seriously, and I don't know what to think."

Wan Changsheng suddenly became interested: "Let's go and take a look. If we make it into an office, we will continue to be used as a teahouse and bar. But if we have something to do, it will be very convenient."

When everyone stood up, they were still confused: "A place like a teahouse is different from renting an office for us. The price is not cheap."

Wan Changsheng has a young master style: "Compared with our team size of two or three thousand people, this venue cost is nothing. Besides, the offices on the training school are also switched to restaurant storefronts, and the effect is so good."

Everyone’s business ability is polished bit by bit: “That’s different. Damei Training School is conspicuous on the street, that is, advertising. Even if you have tens of thousands of yuan in rent every month, you will come back if you attract two or three more students. This has nothing to do with the performance of our Damei Society.”

Wan Changsheng took the lead in setting out: "It is for everyone to be convenient. Going out of school is our own place. Just rely on this, it is also worth spending more money. Ten, hundreds, thousands of people spend more money on transportation costs and time coming and going, and it is not only this, only if you spend it, you will make money!"

Speaking of this, everyone suddenly felt more: "That's right. Sometimes in the office there, I can only take a taxi with a little late, and I have to take a taxi. There are seven or eight or ten people who have to have several more cars!"

"I suddenly felt very crowded when I came in this freshman year. If there were hundreds more people next year..."

"How many hundred? This year's national unified recruitment registration is more than 2,900. Before the Shumei school entrance examination, it will be more than 3,000. Let's see how many of our people will be admitted to Shumei next year!"

Speaking of this, Huang Min finally felt something, and quietly looked at Wan Changsheng and stopped talking.

It is indeed very close. Just go out to cross the road at the gate of the Academy of Fine Arts, which is closer than Lao Tong and the others to go home. The stairs between the two commercial institutions are wide and artistically designed, with the flavor of white brick walls. There is also a recommended brand-name package at the corner. But when you walk into the teahouse upstairs, there is no guest who eats a simple meal at lunch. There is only a waiter sitting by the counter and playing with his mobile phone bored.

Seeing that at least twenty or thirty people came up, the boss didn't have the attitude of greeting him enthusiastically, and he must have wanted to slap him when he saw this lazy person.

The bamboo huts on the terrace vary in size, and some rockery, stone tanks, fish ponds, etc. are decorated with wooden lattice screens, which will not be affected by the street. They are quite open and comfortable. The various green plants are full of various kinds of green plants, which create a sense of tranquility in the streets.

Wan Changsheng confirmed his approval, so he handed over the matter to Huang Min: "Tell me about the boss here, how to rent or buy it specifically, and ask Du Wen and... The boss who opened an art supplies store has been open on this street for many years and must be more familiar with the market. I will pay for the contract, so of course I should try to be cheap and good."

My friends were shocked by the tyrannical posture of Wan Changsheng: "It's so simple"

Wan Changsheng nodded: "Just to train everyone's abilities, you won't experience it when you have to do it yourself in the future. I will go to the training school. I will take more than ten days to take the joint exam and can't relax."

Huang Min hurriedly signaled to her friends, followed Wan Changsheng out a few steps, and whispered in a corner of the stairs: "This... is to completely draw a clear line between the training school and the Damei Society."

Wan Changsheng smiled: "How to figure it out clearly and not be so complicated. If you put this office near the teaching area and find a large warehouse, it will be comfortable. It is very hard for everyone to run and don't like to go there normally. That is called a waste, just to facilitate everyone to get together to work and study."

The girl really needs to have more ideas, half-believing and half-doubting: "I'll ask Dudu to go."

Wan Changsheng nodded quickly and said yes.

As a result, when he walked down and went out, a gentle middle-aged man came up, and both of them nodded politely and smiled.

It is probably because there are too few business upstairs.

Wan Changsheng has a kind of intuition, this is the boss.

But he really could let go. He went downstairs to the bus stop and went to the training school. The group was filled with conversations and asked him if he wanted to go back to meet the boss. He said no, and everyone just needed to use their collective wisdom to bargain and negotiate things.

In front of Guanyin Temple, the ten yuan chapters can be persevered in coaxing people to 100 yuan. Now, I take over the teahouse of at least two or three hundred square meters, but I am so careless about buying a pair of green onions in the vegetable market.

First, go to Damei’s office to check the registration details of the joint examination. In fact, there are already 3,000 students. At this moment, art candidates and parents are waiting in this café-like office area to temporarily turn around and strengthen.

The two teaching assistants are specifically responsible for checking the homework level of this kind of transfer students. If they only start learning from scratch now, it will definitely be too late, but most of them have a foundation, especially if they have hobbies, they may be able to see miracles in a month.

The cash flows here really rolling in. Finance has asked how to deal with such a large amount of capital flow.

Advertising and teaching expenses are the biggest expenses, and they can't even keep up with the amount of cash inflows.

Wan Changsheng, who was walking towards the teaching area, thought about this matter a little.

He denied the idea of ​​preparing to pay for the Damei Society office space by himself, and he still borrowed money from the Damei Art Exam.

Even Huang Min could feel sensitively that he was starting a new job, and Wan Changsheng didn't want Lao Tong, and Lao Cao and the others felt that they were making small plans.

Rather than tinkering with concealment, such things are more open and open.

So I sent a message to Lao Tong and told me to meet at the bar tonight

There was a good one.

Wan Changsheng focused all his attention on the training school.

I was busy until almost five o'clock, so I drove to the Medical University before the evening rush hour.

The guards seemed to have recognized this luxury off-road vehicle, and they didn't ask much to let it go. Wan Changsheng thought he should get an entry and exit certificate.

Usually, I drive in because I have to bring something.

Today I brought up a large red and white striped snakeskin pocket. When I carried it through the campus, I looked a bit like a young man who had just come from the countryside, but his pocket was a little new.

I stopped and sent a message to ask if Huanhuan was in the dormitory.

As a result, when Wan Changsheng walked downstairs to the girl's dormitory, Huanhuan replied that she was still in the laboratory building: "You...can't be back, hahaha!"

It seems that all the calculations and fatigue of Wan Changsheng outside will be gone as soon as he returns to Huanhuan, and only the ease from the bottom of his heart will come.

"Okay! I know which building it is, I'll wait for you downstairs..."

Huanhuan was also excited: "Hehe, it just happened to be right. I just learned something to give it to you!"

Wan Changsheng wondered what learning can be given to him in the medical school.

I still dragged my big pocket to the teaching building, and I couldn't help but wonder if one day the beautiful training school could also be expanded to such a scale.

Have plans to prepare for the future.

With this idea, the doctors passing by him were very curious. The big red and white pockets were so eye-catching.

Wan Changsheng, who had become popular in the gossip recently, had to lower his head and cover his face slightly. As a result, there were girls curiously around and looked at it. It was really lively.

Of course, the most lively one is Jia Huanhuan, who whistled out of the experimental building in a white coat. Behind her, there was a group of classmates who were obviously her, following her, as if they were not all Huanhuan’s roommates.

However, today Jia Huanhuan's movements were quite strange. She clenched her fists and ran over carefully, but she did not jump as much as before.

Wan Changsheng was waiting for a horse stance, but Huanhuan rushed closer, and there was no smile in his eyes. Then he held his small fist with another palm and blew it seriously at his fist. It was probably because his hand was soaked with soap bubbles, and he actually blew a big bubble out. As he held the bubble with his other hand, he moved away, such a big bubble!

Colorful in the evening sunset.

Jia Huanhuan was extremely proud and held it with both hands to Wan Changsheng: "Give it to you!"

Wan Changsheng was also depressed to find that the colorful stainless steel cat he had worked hard to make was not as pure as Jia Huanhuan's soap bubble.
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