Meng Yan was really unwilling to accept the bad start.

He thought of an idea and said: "Boss, can you help sell on behalf of me? Maybe you can meet Bole who knows the goods."

The boss thought for a while and said: "It's okay to sell on behalf of others. However, if you want to display it for sale, the calligraphy must be framed first. How about this, you give me 500 yuan, and I will use a good silk scroll to frame the calligraphy."

Frame it and hang it in my shop. You have the final say on the price. After selling it, I will get 500 yuan as hard work fee."

"In order to sell the co-authored words, I have to put in 500 yuan first." Meng Yan was speechless.

“If it’s not framed, how can it be displayed? You can’t put rice paper on the glass!”

What the boss said makes sense.

Meng Yan hesitated repeatedly, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, I'll ask the boss to help me frame it. The starting price of this calligraphy is 5,000, and we won't sell it if it's lower. We will split the part over 5,000 in half."

All beginnings are hard.

If you want to make money selling words, you have to take this step sooner or later.

He could still afford the five hundred yuan for the mounting fee, so why not treat a dead horse as a live doctor? What if you meet someone who knows the goods?

"Okay! After mounting it, I will hang it in a conspicuous place in the store." The boss agreed happily.

"What do you call the boss?" Meng Yan asked.

"Mei Liang."

After paying 500 yuan and leaving contact information with both parties, Meng Yan left Qingmeizhai.

He also had several works in his pocket, with different styles, including Han Li, European style, Yan style, Liu style, etc., so he took these works to try his luck and went to all the calligraphy shops along the street.

See if you can meet someone who knows the goods.

As a result, the owners of these calligraphy shops have no knowledge of the goods at all. Their knowledge is far inferior to that of Mei Liang, and they cannot see the beauty of the works at all.

Meng Yan wanted to ask them to sell it on his behalf, but was coldly rejected.

"It's not easy to make money selling calligraphy. I used to keep things simple. Even if the wine smells good, I'm afraid the alley will be deep!"

It was getting late, and Meng Yan left Jingxiu Street.

While walking along the way, when he passed Ji's calligraphy shop, he saw Ji Xiaomin playing with her mobile phone inside, with a pretty face.

After thinking for a while, he walked into the store.

"Meng Yan."

This time, Ji Xiaomin remembered Meng Yan's name.

"Want to buy something?" she asked.

I can't afford your stuff, so I just want to get close to you... Meng Yan paused and said, "I want some better brushes and some water-based writing cloths."

It's almost easy to be annoying if it's just a set. It's better to buy something.

Ji Xiaomin picked out several different types of writing brushes for Meng Yan, and took some pieces of water writing cloth. She calculated them with a calculator and said, "There are 512 in total. You can give me 500."

Holy shit, it’s just a few brushes, and they cost 500 yuan.

I know the items in your store are expensive, but this is too exaggerated.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come in.

I went to Jingxiu Street and lost a thousand yuan, which made me feel so sad.

Helpless, Meng Yan could only bite the bullet and settle the bill.

After giving the money, he was ready to find a topic to chat, but unexpectedly Ji Xiaomin looked at the time, shrugged and said, "It's getting late, I'm going to close the shop and go home."

Meng Yan's teeth were sore.

The five hundred yuan I spent was meaningless.

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Leave Jingxiu Street and walk home.

With nothing to do, I simply spread out the water to write on the cloth and picked up the brush to practice calligraphy.

Or copying famous paintings.

Once you reach the calligraphy master level, your data will increase very slowly.

I wrote until two o'clock in the morning, a full five hours of writing, before the calligraphy master improved to 100/800.

At this rate, if you practice calligraphy for five hours a day, you will need to practice for eight full days to reach the full master level.

Progress was rapid before, but now it's moving at a snail's pace.

In addition, Meng Yan found that his mental strength had dropped a lot.

When you reach the master level, practicing calligraphy takes a lot of energy.

Five hours, 5 points of mental energy was consumed.

[Mental Power:5/13]

When there are only 5 points of mental energy left, people are very tired, as if they have worked hard all day, and they are in urgent need of rest.

Logically speaking, Meng Yan should go to bed in time at this moment, because tomorrow is Saturday and he has to go to work at nine o'clock in the morning.

But he suddenly had a whim and wanted to try using a jade pendant to replace sleep.

Looking at the jade pendant can also restore mental strength, and the effect is excellent. His intuition told him that the jade pendant should be able to replace sleep.

If this method is feasible, he will save a lot of sleep time and be free to do other things every day.

Of course, it still needs to be tested to see if it works.

Meng Yan is a man of action and does whatever he thinks of.

He simply stopped sleeping and looked at the jade pendant to regain his energy.

Of course, Meng Yan will not be reckless.

If he feels any physical discomfort, he will stop immediately and sleep honestly. He will never make fun of his body.

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Eight o'clock in the morning.

Meng Yan woke up.

Being in a full mental state is indeed better than sleeping.

Open the curtains, the sunshine outside is very good, and the feeling of spring is getting stronger.

For him, eight o'clock means getting up early.

Get up early and the world will be brighter, and then go to work.

Wash, change clothes, dress neatly, skip breakfast as usual, and head all the way to the company.

As soon as I arrived at the company, I met the team leader Wang Hao.

When Wang Hao saw Meng Yan, he immediately asked with a straight face, "Why didn't you come to work yesterday?"

"I asked for leave." Meng Yan frowned.

"I didn't receive your leave request, and I didn't approve your leave."

Meng Yan: "I asked for leave from the Human Resources Department. It's sick leave!"

"I didn't receive your leave request here, so I arranged a class for you and asked you to take charge of the intensive math class last night, but you didn't come. This is an act of absenteeism on your part, and I will treat it as absenteeism."

Damn it, Wang Hao, you are causing trouble again in this shitty day.

The class fee for the intensive mathematics class is relatively high. Wang Hao would never arrange for him to be in charge of the intensive mathematics class. Why did he change his gender yesterday?

This guy clearly knew that he had asked for leave, so he deliberately arranged it.

Taking sick leave will only deduct performance wages at most, while absenteeism will not only deduct performance wages, but also impose fines.

"Do you have any objections?" Wang Hao looked at Meng Yan and said arrogantly: "If you have any objections, you can report it to the company. Or, you can also write a resignation report."

"I will respond to the company. I believe there will always be someone to uphold justice." Meng Yan was too lazy to waste words with people like Wang Hao. The other party was obviously deliberately trying to mess with him, and nothing he said was of any use.

The two of them started spending time together in July last year.

In July last year, the company recruited two interns, one of whom was Meng Yan and the other was Wang Hao's cousin.

The internship lasts for two months, and only one person can become a full-time employee in the end.

Meng Yan was proficient in both English and mathematics, and could teach English and mathematics. He also graduated from a 985 college and had very good academic qualifications. Therefore, at the end of the internship period, Meng Yan successfully became a full-time employee, and Wang Hao's cousin was dismissed.

At this point, Wang Hao hated Meng Yan.

Speaking of which, Wang Hao's cousin is really a loser. I heard that he still hasn't found a suitable job.

Wang Hao had always wanted to get his cousin into the education and training company. He was looking for trouble and targeting Meng Yan everywhere. His purpose was to squeeze Meng Yan away and make room for his cousin.
Chapter completed!