Chapter 182 The future can be expected
Xiao Tang sent her to the entrance of the gallery and drove back.
Wen Rui stood still and looked up at the four big characters of Lingxi Gallery. She named it "Lingxi". Firstly, she hoped that everyone could draw their own spiritual works, and secondly, she hoped that everyone would have a good understanding and unite.
"Good morning, boss." The security guards at the door were also two young men, and they took up their duties in security uniforms today.
Wen Rui nodded slightly and smiled at them. Thinking of her future life, she only felt that she walked a lot more easily.
Entering the studio, several people were already sitting and waiting, and they seemed to be more attentive than her.
In addition to Wen Le and Ye Gaojie brothers and sisters, Wen Rui recruited seven more people yesterday. What gave her a headache was that they were all male compatriots, so when Xie Yanqing asked her staff yesterday, she hesitated and dared not tell the truth. The oldest one was in his early thirties, named Lin An, and Wen Rui had the deepest impression on him.
When we first met yesterday, she was really surprised. I don’t know if it’s because of the art or something. The man’s hair is left to the neck, and the bangs are also very long, covering the eyebrows and eyes, and there is a bunch of hair that is neither long nor short. With a long beard, wearing a suit of gray clothes, the whole person is very sloppy.
Now she took a closer look at him again. Lin An was completely different from yesterday. He said that both of them believed it. He had short hair cut and a shaved beard, revealing his original face. Although his facial features were not handsome, he was good-looking. Absolutely correct.
Lin An noticed Wen Rui's gaze, and he felt uncomfortable all over, so he said how nice it was, his wife insisted on making him dress up like this, and said that the boss felt better when he saw it, so he clenched his fist and coughed: "Boss, morning good."
Others also reacted and greeted quickly.
Wen Rui nodded with a smile, took out the contract from her bag, and gave a copy to each of them. Except for Ye Zhiqiu, who was an assistant, the contracts were different, and everyone else's were the same.
Several people took it, and they were all checking it carefully. Only Bunle didn't even glance at it, and directly picked up a pen and signed his name at the signature place.
Wen Rui looked funny, sat on her chair and asked him: "Aren't you afraid that I'll sell you?"
"Female—" Before he could say the word God, thinking of Wen Rui's order yesterday, he quickly changed his words, puffed up his chest and said, "The boss is such a nice person, I believe you, the most important thing between people is trust. "
Don't look at what he said so serious on the surface, only he himself knows that he is talking nonsense, what he really wants to say is: Goddess, sell me quickly, it's best to sell me to you!
"Is there something wrong with the contract? Why didn't you sign it?" Wen Rui couldn't help asking, looking at the few people who didn't move.
"This...boss, this contract..." Someone stumbled and said.
Several people looked at him unanimously. This contract is indeed very beneficial to them, taking into account their various interests. No matter how you look at it, the boss is a bit at a loss.
Lin An was the biggest among these people, and he spoke first: "Boss, aren't you afraid of losing money?"
Wen Rui's bright eyes turned slightly, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "I gave this price because you are worth it."
She glanced at the faces of several people, paused and continued: "I believe that each of you can draw your own good works. I look forward to your success and hope that you will become famous painters and be able to do better. Give back to the gallery.”
The corners of the eyes of several people were sore when she said that since they found a gallery to cooperate with, it meant that they could not do well in other places. Maybe they were not lacking in talent, but they had no connections, no resources, and no trust from others.
Some of them may have sold paintings on the street and were scolded as poor painting sellers, or some of them may have been squeezed out by their peers, or they may have betrayed their own hearts in order to survive, or...
There is too much helplessness and sorrow, no one has ever said that they believe in them, but the young girl in front of them gave them such trust and dignity, so they believed her.
"Don't be moved, just sign before signing. The contract is a monopoly agency for signed works. If you sign a consonance, you can't go to another house!" Wen Rui blinked, her tone was slightly mischievous, and the atmosphere was lively.
Wen Le was the first to yell: "Don't worry, boss, I'm your man by birth, and your ghost when I die! Ah bah, slip of the tongue, I'm born a man of consonance, and die a ghost of consonance!"
There is a word in his name, he lives up to his name, he is very lively, he is simply a pistachio.
Everyone was amused by him, but they nodded and agreed with what he said very much. They looked at each other, tears flashed in their eyes, and they all called the boss willingly, then bowed their heads and quickly signed the contract own name.
For a while, everyone was happy. Although the gallery has not yet started, but following such a boss, the future must be limitless, and the future can be expected!
【Boundary line
Thanks to Waiting for the monthly pass, and thanks to the fairies for the red beans and tickets, I love you~
I’m so nervous today, I only released it until now, I always feel that I have a lot of professional mistakes, everyone, please don’t be too particular, check the information and add me to make it up, fairies just watch it~
Fairies, good night~
Also, I forgot to write the title in the last chapter. I’m out of my mind. I don’t have the permission to change the title, so I can’t add it. I hope the fairies will tolerate it, and I will check it later~]
(end of this chapter)