The sun was high up in the sky.
Since the shop had been closed for the past few days, there were not many people who wanted to be apprenticed to Zhang Zian. There were only two or three people left, and they immediately surrounded Zhang Zian.
"Master Zhang, please accept me as your apprentice! I have been waiting here for days! "
"Master Zhang, I am willing to teach you. How about one hundred thousand yuan a year? Two hundred thousand yuan? As long as you can teach me how to fight against seven people at the same time, I am willing to pay more! "
Zhang Zian cleared his throat and said, "I am sorry. A country has its laws, and a family has its rules. In order to avoid misleading your apprentices, my family has a rule that no apprentices can be accepted before the age of 40. Besides, I am not the only one who knows martial arts in this world. Please find someone else. "
Those people were not willing to give up. They asked again, "Master Zhang, are you just brushing us off? Don't you already have two apprentices? "
Zhang Zian clarified, "Who said that? Those two people are not my apprentices. They are just workers in my shop. Don't get me wrong. "
They looked at each other and thought, "Who are you trying to fool? They must be the so-called" registered apprentices, "which means they are candidates for official apprentices."
"Master Zhang, do we also want to work in ICBC?" they asked. "It's free work."
Zhang Zian didn't want to talk to them anymore. He pointed at the shop and said, "My shop is not hiring right now. Please go back." He waved his hand and ignored them.
When he was about to go back to the shop, he saw Xiao Yan's Mercedes-Benz approaching, so he stood still.
Xiao Yan parked the car on the side of the road. Zhang Zian noticed that there was a man with a ponytail sitting in the passenger seat.
She and the man with the ponytail got out of the car. Zhang Zian walked up to them. From the corner of his eyes, he repeatedly checked whether the person was a man or a woman.
The man with the ponytail was thin, had narrow shoulders, and had a sad look in his eyes. He was dressed very fashionably, and there were several Buddhist beads hanging on his wrist and neck. In one sentence, he looked like an artist.
Xiao Yan introduced, "This is Guo Dongyue, the director of Haitian Home Art Design. His company is responsible for the decoration of my shop. This is Zhang Zian, the owner of the Amazing Fate Pet Shop. I told you about him. "
Zhang Zian had mentioned to Xiao Yan that he wanted to use this opportunity to renovate the house, but he hadn't thought about how to renovate it, what style to use, or which decoration company to hire. He didn't expect Xiao Yan to be so efficient. She directly hired the people from the decoration company … and it seemed that they were quite high-class, which made him a little worried about how much money he would have to spend.
"Hello, I'm Zhang Zian, the manager of this shop." He took the initiative to shake hands with him.
"Guo Dongyue, Dong as in winter, Yue as in mountain." The man with the ponytail didn't shake hands with him. He just nodded coldly.
Zhang Zian withdrew his hand awkwardly, and Xiao Yan smiled as if she was used to it.
"Yan, this is the shop you're talking about? This shop is too small! "Guo Dongyue complained in front of Zhang Zian. From his tone, he seemed to be quite familiar with Xiao Yan.
"Yue, don't talk nonsense. Do me a favor and go in and have a look first," Xiao Yan said.
She walked two steps behind Guo Dongyue and whispered to Zhang Zian, "Don't mind him. He's just like that."
Zhang Zian understood that people had different temperaments, especially those who were more like artists. Their temperaments were often different from ordinary people.
Guo Dongyue walked around outside the shop, looking up and down, and muttering something. Then he walked into the shop, still looking up and down, and patting the wall from time to time.
"His decoration and design skills are quite good. I heard that he studied in the UK," Xiao Yan stood outside the shop and said to Zhang Zian.
"No wonder," Zhang Zian expressed that he understood. Guo Dongyue was a top student who had studied abroad.
Guo Dongyue walked out with a lack of interest. He kept complaining, "This shop is too small. It's like a pigeon's nest. I can't use it at all!"
"You are being modest again. Don't you always brag that you are good at 'building a training field in a snail's shell'? Are you really bragging? "Xiao Yan joked.
"Hey, are you looking down on me? Fine, if you say so, then I'll take this job. "He said, unconvinced.
"You are the store manager, right?" he said to Zhang Zian.
Zhang Zian nodded.
"Tell me what you want. But don't give me too much trouble!" Guo Dongyue muttered.
Zhang Zian couldn't pretend to be mute anymore. He said, "First of all, open a back door on the first floor of my shop. That is the most important thing."
Xiao Yan interrupted confusedly, "Why?"
Zhang Zian couldn't say that it would be convenient for him to practice martial arts on the green field in the future. He just said, "In case something like this happens again, if there are many people on the other side, we can at least escape through the back door."
Xiao Yan nodded to show that she understood. After all, even if Zhang Zian was a martial arts master, if there were too many people on the other side, or if they were armed with knives and guns, he would have to retreat temporarily.
Zhang Zian continued, "The size of the back door is the size of a normal door. I plan to install a standard anti-theft door. I won't open it normally, but I will open it when I need it. As for the rest … please come in. "
He led Xiao Yan and Guo Dongyue into the shop and went up to the second floor.
"The second floor doesn't need much decoration. We just need to break down the wall between the living room and the second bedroom."
Guo Dongyue walked to the wall, patted it, and observed for a while.
Xiao Yan asked, "Is it a load-bearing wall?"
Guo Dongyue shook his head, "No, we can tear it down. But I suggest we don't tear it down completely. It's better to leave a part of it."
Zhang Zian said, "Okay. You can do that."
"What about the other rooms? No changes? Let me remind you, if you want to change, just say it in one go. Don't wait for me to change my mind halfway. " Guo Dongyue looked to the other side. It was the master bedroom and the storage room of Zhang Zian's parents. The door was closed.
Zhang Zian also had a headache.
Xiao Yan was confused, "What's wrong? Is there someone living in that room? "
"No, it's my parents' bedroom. It's been kept the same since they passed away. I haven't decided what to do with it yet," Zhang Zian said honestly.
"Uh …" Although Xiao Yan was a decisive woman, she couldn't make a decision for Zhang Zian at this time.
"Wow, I didn't know you were so filial!" Guo Dongyue looked at Zhang Zian for the first time since he came here.
"Forget it. It's a special discount for you. You can think about it." Guo Dongyue walked back downstairs briskly. He looked at the layout of the first floor again.
"What is this for?" he asked, pointing to the bathroom.
"For pets to bathe," Xiao Yan answered for Zhang Zian.
"Oh, what about this one?"
"Yes," Zhang Zian said.
Guo Dongyue touched his chin and hummed. He seemed to be thinking about something.
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