Chapter 175 Design Artist

Three strokes in the day.

Since the door was closed to thank guests for the past few days, there were not many people who were looking for apprentices outside to talk to each other. The only two or three left immediately surrounded Zhang Zian when they saw Zhang Zian come out.

"Master Zhang, please accept me as your apprentice! I have been waiting here for several days!"

"Master Zhang, I am willing to pay for teaching. Is it 100,000 yuan a year? 200,000 yuan? As long as you teach me the real kung fu of fighting seven, no amount will do!"

Zhang Zian cleared his throat and said, "I'm sorry, the state owns the state laws, and the family has family rules. In order to avoid misleading my children, my family rules stipulate that no apprentices are allowed before the age of 40. Besides, I am not the only one who knows martial arts in this world, please Please be clever."

Those people were not reconciled, and asked again: "Master Zhang, are you perfunctory us? Don't you already have two disciples?"

Zhang Zian clarified: "Who said that? Those two people are not my disciples at all, they just work in my shop, don't get me wrong."

They glanced at each other and thought to themselves, who is it? It must be the so-called "registered disciple", that is, a candidate for a formal disciple.

"Master Zhang, do we want to work part-time too?" They asked, "No money, just free work."

Zhang Zian didn't want to entangle with them anymore, he pointed to the shop and said, "The shop is not hiring for now, please go back." He waved his hand and ignored them.

He was about to go back to the store when he saw Xiao Yan's Mercedes-Benz approaching from a distance, so he stood still again.

Xiao Yan parked the car on the side of the road, Zhang Zian noticed that there was a ponytailed...man sitting in the passenger seat?

She got out of the car with the ponytailed man, and Zhang Zian went up to meet him. From the corner of his eyes, he repeatedly confirmed whether the man was a man or a woman.

The ponytailed man has a thin figure, narrow shoulders, melancholy eyes, trendy clothes, and several strings of Buddhist beads hanging on his wrists and neck. In one sentence, he is a proper artist.

Xiao Yan introduced: "This is Guo Dongyue, the director of Haitian Home Art Design. Their company is responsible for the decoration of my store. This is Zhang Zian, the owner of Qiyuan Pet Shop. I told you."

Zhang Zian mentioned to Xiao Yan before that he would use this opportunity to redecorate, but he hadn't considered how to decorate, what kind of decoration style to use, and which decoration company to hire. He didn't expect Xiao Yan's efficiency to be so fast, so he directly People from the decoration company were invited... and it seemed that the grade was quite high, which made him a little worried about how much it would cost.

"Hello,

I'm Zhang Zian, the manager of this store. "He offered to shake hands.

"Guo Dongyue, Dong in winter, Yue in the mountains." The ponytailed man didn't shake hands, but nodded indifferently.

Zhang Zian withdrew his hand in embarrassment, Xiao Yan smiled indifferently.

"Ayan, is this the store you're talking about? This store is too small!" Guo Dongyue complained in front of Zhang Zian. Judging from his tone, he is quite familiar with Xiao Yan.

"Ayue, stop talking nonsense, give me some face, go in and have a look first." Xiao Yan said.

She was two steps behind herself, and whispered to Zhang Zian, "Don't worry, he's just like this."

Zhang Zian can understand that people have different temperaments, especially those who are more artistic, often have different tempers than ordinary people.

Guo Dongyue turned around outside the store, looked up and down, and muttered something in his mouth. Then, he walked into the store, still looking up and down, left and right, and reaching out to pat the wall from time to time.

"His ability in decoration design is still very good. I heard that he came back from studying in England." Xiao Yan stood outside the shop and said to Zhang Zian.

"No wonder." Zhang Zian expressed his understanding. He was still a top student of the sea turtle and had drunk foreign ink.

Guo Dongyue came out without interest, and kept complaining, "This shop is too small, almost like a pigeon's nest, it can't be used at all!"

"You're being humble again. Don't you often brag that your best thing is 'making dojos in snail shells'? Is it really bragging?" Xiao Yan joked.

"Hey, you look down on me, don't you? Well, since you said so, then I will really take this order." He said very unconvinced.

"You are the store manager, right?" He said to Zhang Zian.

Zhang Zian nodded.

"Tell me what you want - but don't cause me too much trouble!" Guo Dongyue said thoughtfully.

Zhang Zian couldn't keep pretending to be dumb anymore, he said, "First of all, open a back door to the first floor of my shop, that's the most important thing."

Xiao Yan interjected suspiciously: "Why?"

Zhang Zian couldn't say that it was convenient for him to go to the green area to practice martial arts in the future, but he just said: "In case similar things happen again in the future, if the opponent has a large number of people, at least there is a back door to escape."

Xiao Yan nodded to express her understanding. After all, even if Zhang Zian is a great master of martial arts, if there are too many people on the other side, or if they have swords and guns, they can only retreat temporarily.

Zhang Zian continued: "The size of the back door should be as big as a normal entrance door. I'm going to install a standard anti-theft door, which will not be opened at ordinary times, but will be opened when there is an emergency. As for the others...please come in and talk about it."

He led Xiao Yan and Guo Dongyue into the shop and up to the second floor.

"There is no need to decorate the second floor, as long as the wall between the living room and the second bedroom is opened."

Guo Dongyue walked to the wall, patted the wall, and observed it.

Xiao Yan asked: "Is it a load-bearing wall?"

Guo Dongyue shook his head, "No, it can be dismantled, but I suggest not to dismantle all of them, it's better to keep some."

Zhang Zian said: "Okay, you can figure it out."

"What about the other rooms? Don't need to change? Let me remind you, if you want to change it, just say it in one breath, don't wait for me to make half of it and then change your mind." Guo Dongyue looked to the other side, where Zhang Zian's parents advocated. The bedroom and storage room are closed at this time.

Zhang Zian also had a headache.

Xiao Yan asked with some puzzlement: "What's the matter? Is there someone living in that room?"

"That's not true. It's my parents' bedroom. They kept it as it was after they passed away. I haven't decided what to do with it yet." Zhang Zian confessed frankly.

"Uh..." Although Xiao Yan was a strong woman who acted vigorously and decisively, she couldn't make up her mind for Zhang Zian at this time.

"Ah, I don't see how filial you are!" Guo Dongyue looked straight at Zhang Zian for the first time since coming here.

"Forget it, it's just a special discount for you. You should think about it slowly." Guo Dongyue walked back downstairs briskly, and looked at the layout of the first floor again.

"What's this for?" He asked, pointing to the bathroom.

"To bathe pets." Xiao Yan answered for Zhang Zian.

"Oh, what about this reservation?"

"Reserve." Zhang Zian said.

Guo Dongyue stroked his chin and hummed a few times, as if he was thinking about something.