Zhang Chen came down from the Wulin Hotel, looked up at the hazy sky above his head, sighed, and felt a little confused. He looked at the time. It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon. Xiao Zhao was on morning shift today and had already gotten off work. She was still in the Hongqi Hotel, waiting for Zhang Chen to go back together.

Zhang Chen looked at it that day and it was about to rain. He thought, if he would not go to other places today, he would go back to Hongqi Hotel first. He didn't bring rain gear when he came out in the morning and walked slowly. He was afraid that the rain would rush in front of him.

The company that Zhang Chen went to just now was a decoration company. The boss himself was a designer. After reading the works brought by Zhang Chen, he thought it was good. Unfortunately, what they lacked is not design, but business.

Zhang Chen sat there for more than ten minutes, and the boss suffered more than ten minutes of bitterness with him. From his words, Zhang Chen knew completely why there were so few decoration companies in Hangzhou and it was so difficult to find a designer job. In this industry, there was too little market demand in Hangzhou, which was completely different from Haicheng.

At that time, home decoration in Hangzhou was completely blank. It was not that no one could do it, but that no one needed it at all.

The people of Hangzhou lived in either the houses of the Housing Management Council or the houses of the unit. Who would decorate the houses of the Housing Management Council and the houses of the unit? Isn’t that a waste of money? When I assigned the houses, I would at most someone to paint paint on the walls, mush wallpaper, and hang a few chandeliers to wish you a house.

Some units also tried first and had already started housing reform, but because people generally did not pay attention to home decoration at that time, no one needed to find a special decoration company to decorate their houses too conspicuously.

Even those new houses that are preparing to get married will find a few friends to paint the walls, paint the floor, or lay a layer of floor glue. If you have a higher-end pursuit, you will just buy a few rolls of wallpaper and paste the walls, and it will be over.

Even plumbers and electricians also asked plumbers from their units or friends to help, so the plumbers and electricians in the unit were more generous at that time because everyone needed them, so they didn’t know when they asked for help.

Some large projects, such as foreign-related hotels, large shopping malls and hotels, don’t believe it or look down on local decoration companies in Hangzhou. They all want to invite companies from Shanghai, Guangzhou, Shenzhen, and even Hong Kong companies to do it.

As for the various companies in Hangzhou, they rented in hotels of all sizes at that time, and there was no need to be renovated. They were just those units that had their own office buildings. If you look at a very grand building outside, you will see the desks and chairs in the office inside. They were still from the 1970s and 1980s. If anyone decorated his office, it would be corruption, which was the point of being a thousand men.

In other words, some small commercial stores still need to be decorated, but when they submit approval, they either took away these decoration businesses by the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, or by people introduced by various relationships from the Taxation Bureau or the Health Bureau. Even if the owner of the store wants to do it for you, he will have no choice but to be like the Emperor Gaozu of Han, Liu Bang.

When the boss was talking, Zhang Chen thought of the new city decoration company, where there was no worry about business, but no one was doing business seriously.

Zhang Chen rode to the Hongqi Hotel and pushed the bicycle into the gate. He heard Xiao Zhao calling him: "Come on, come on, Sister Guihua has something to tell you."

Zhang Chen quickly locked the car and went over. Xiao Zhao and Zhang Chen said, Sister Guihua has something good, please sit down quickly.

Zhang Chen sat down in the duty room. Sister Guihua looked at Zhang Chen and smiled. She said that it was not a good thing. There was such an opportunity. You came and went by Sijiqing every day. Have you ever seen the water pump factory building a house?

Zhang Chen said that he saw it, he should be creating a market, right?

"Yes, it's just building a clothing market." Sister Guihua said to him, "Hegen and his former vice president of the market went there to be general managers. He and Hegen were very good, so they took Hegen over and asked him to be deputy general manager."

"That's great, congratulations to Brother Haigen!" Zhang Chen said quickly.

Sister Guihua smiled and said, "Thank you, thank you, but it's not about Hagen's business, but about your business. After Hagen arrived there, they were allocated a stall in one person. You also know that Sijiqing's stalls now require a lot of people, so they stipulate that one person can only have one place in one person.

"I haven't thought that it was Hegen who told me that he said you seem to be very interested in clothing. He has seen you in the market, right?"

Zhang Chen's face couldn't help but turn red. Hegen saw him in the market. He was caught by the female boss in the market that day, saying that he had stolen the version. After that, Zhang Chen was a little afraid to enter the market again and never went in again. He said that he was very interested in clothing, so where did he start?

Zhang Chen secretly glanced at Sister Guihua and Xiao Zhao. Neither of them delved into why he went to the market. What happened in the market again. Zhang Chen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He understood in his heart that Brother Haigen just told Sister Guihua that he met himself in the market, and did not tell her how he encountered it, otherwise Sister Guihua would definitely tell Xiao Zhao.

Zhang Chen said vaguely: "Yes, sometimes I look at it too early. After buying newspapers at the newspaper booth there, I will go around it."

"That's great, I learned some, right?" said Sister Guihua.

"I know a little." Zhang Chen replied. He told himself in his heart that this is the case, and it is not all that Brother Heigen taught him.

"Oh, why did you get out of the way after talking?" Sister Guihua saw Xiao Zhao feeling a little anxious, and she laughed. She said:

"After Haigen talked to me, I was thinking, yes, Xiao Zhao's belly will grow bigger every day, and it will be not good to wash and wash every day. Also, what should I do after the child is born? You are different from us, and there is no elderly person to help you take care of you. I have to take care of your own rules, right?"

Zhang Chen nodded. He hadn't thought so far, but when Sister Guihua said, he thought that this was the case. Even if Xiao Zhao gave birth, they wouldn't be able to go back to Yongcheng, let alone put the child at home and ask his parents to help him take care of him. The child had to be breastfeeded, but he was weaned. He thought that no matter he was himself or Xiao Zhao, he would definitely not be willing to let the child go away.

His mother would be willing to come to Hangzhou to help them take care of their children, but when his mother comes, what should his father do at home? His father is usually at home, but he doesn't even help the soy sauce bottle. He has to help arrange and take care of everything. If his mother is not here, let alone anything else, even eating will be a problem.

If their parents all come to Hangzhou, where will they live? Zhang Chen has no fixed income, no matter how many people are, Xiao Zhao’s salary is not high. Although he had an additional salary last month, the prices are also rising. They are still able to live in a good life now, and they will be nervous when they have children. If they have to rent a big house and let all four adults live in, it will cost at least seven or eight hundred.

Xiao Zhao and his parents' retirement wages are added up, which is only enough to pay rent. Children should not eat milk powder? Adults should not live anymore?

Their deposits cannot be used casually. As long as they start, there will be no bottom. The number on the passbook will shrink quickly and will not last long.

They can't afford to hire a nanny, so of course the children can only be taken care of by themselves.

Zhang Chen nodded.

Sister Guihua said: "This unit is the unit, and it still has its own rules. Besides, we as waiters cannot say that we come to work with a child on our back every day, so that we are not afraid of disturbing ourselves. If the annoyance is a guest, the guest will have to write opinions on the opinion book. I just thought, isn't there such a chance? So just go out and do it yourself.

"Be your boss, I don't care about you. Xiao Zhao can take the children to the stalls every day, feed the milk, do business, and take care of the children. There are so many people in Sijiqing who take children to do business. How good is this?"

Zhang Chen finally understood that Sister Guihua meant to give herself the stall of Brother Haigen and let herself and Xiao Zhao go to the clothing market to open a store to sell clothing. Zhang Chen quickly said thank you Sister Guihua, Brother Haigen!

He knew that Sister Guihua and Brother Haigen were both kind-hearted, and they were all thinking about them, and he also knew that Sijiqing's stall was very popular.

No need to ask, you will know where you have been. If you have been in such a good business, everyone will definitely squeeze in if they break their heads. I and Xiao Zhao, sister Guihua and Haigen are not related to each other. Whenever they have such a good thing, they think of them. How could Zhang Chen not be grateful?

What made Zhang Chen feel nervous was that he had visited Sijiqing and he knew how they did the business.

He thought that when he asked him to discuss projects with others, especially when discussing his own plans or designs, he certainly had no problems and could talk freely, and he could talk for half an hour or an hour as soon as he said it.

But I have to stand at the door of the stall like them or them, shout at the top of my voice, look at it, they are all popular products, Zhang Chen feels that he can't open his mouth, especially to compete with the stall next to him to have a voice.

Zhang Chen thought of himself as he was painting alone by the West Lake, and was full of confidence, but when the students from the Academy of Fine Arts appeared, he felt that he had lost his courage and became shy. Why, he himself didn't know why. Although Teacher Qu thought he was better than them, Zhang Chen himself thought that he must be better than them.

Zhang Chen remembered that day, he was still panicked and ran away from there. Although they were mocking him from behind, he still didn't look back. He just thought about it. As long as he could leave there, he would breathe a sigh of relief and be relieved.

Zhang Chen felt that he wanted to stand at the door of the stall and look at the people coming and going in front of him. Before he could speak, as long as someone at the stall next to him spoke, he would instantly wilt away.
Chapter completed!