half-baked life

Chapter 69: How about having a boyfriend, but not scoring goals if you have a goalkeeper?
That was three years ago. Gu Xia had just graduated from college. His classmates were taking public exams, postgraduate exams, and most of all, they were worried about their jobs. They were sending resumes everywhere and preparing for interviews, but Gu Xia was there "whimsical" and only focused on I want to start an independent designer home brand.

Starting a business requires spending money, lots and lots of money.

Gu Xia's cuteness, cobbled together, and finally saved a small amount of 50 in start-up capital. However, this small amount of money completely hit the bottom after he bought the materials and equipment and completed the warehouse renovation. The monthly living expenses are gone.

Gu Xia had been eating noodles with olives for a week, and was reluctant to even crack a poached egg. However, he was full of enthusiasm every day. He was designing, planing wood, and contacting consignment and decoration online stores, and he was changing. Fa'er earns money by doing odd jobs, including modeling, greeting guests, and setting up stalls at night markets. As long as he doesn't break the law, he can do whatever it takes to make money.

Even though he was already so busy, Gu Xia didn't forget to take time out every day to tinker with the brand's official account. From choosing topics and taking photos to typesetting and special effects, he did everything by himself.

But the problem is that he has been writing exhaustingly for almost half a year. He has published fifty or sixty long articles that he believes have both industry depth and design ingenuity. None of them has more than 10 views, and the one with the highest number of reads is not even one. It was less than [-] yuan. As for the furniture he designed, not a single piece of furniture was sold, and not even a single person inquired about the price.

Gu Xia was hit hard, but he couldn't bear to let the money he invested go down the drain. He felt like he was riding a tiger.

"I have a pop-up event here, I need a few NPCs, six hours a day, five thousand a week, do you want to do it?" Just when Gu Xiashan was at the end of his rope, a senior brother with whom he had a good relationship contacted him. This move was a timely help. Gu Xia thanked him profusely and hurriedly agreed.

Gu Xia had seen a lot of pop-up shops and the like when he was in school, but it was the first time for him to look back at this futuristic technological neighborhood with a glass-and-reinforced steel frame structure built through the renovation of an old commercial street. See.

When he arrived that day, the sun was setting in the west. Under the gorgeous sunset, there was a sparkling glass dome. In a trance, there was a wonderful illusion of a different dimension and simple reality. Everyone except Gu Xia took out their mobile phones to take pictures. , and Gu Xia, who was walking quickly, had only one thought in his mind at that time, and that was, "How much will this cost?"

Gu Xia was ten minutes later than the agreed time, and his senior brother anxiously asked him to go to the back door of the block.

"What's the matter with you? Are you not active in making money? When you come here, be sure to avoid those with blue work badges. Those are all 'Party A's dads,' you know?"

"Oh." Gu Xia responded lazily and followed the sign to the back door.

Gu Xia was not late on purpose. He was planing wood in the operating area until almost three o'clock the night before. He was obviously tired and sleepy when he was lying on the bed, but he couldn't fall asleep. The various thoughts in his mind were as chaotic as wood planks. Son, one piece at a time, one layer on top of the other, wishing that his whole body was submerged.

He stretched out like a corpse on the bed until after 8 o'clock. Finally he felt a little sleepy. The door was banged again. The industrial park sent someone to collect the management fee for the second half of the year. Gu Xia persuaded the other party to agree. Give him half a month's grace.

After all this fuss, Gu Xia no longer wanted to sleep.

He contacted more than a dozen home furnishing stores at once, and more than half of them immediately said that they would not conduct consignment business for the time being.

Of the remaining three families, two of them approved a large number of his designs, saying bluntly that "there is no spirituality or creativity, only clumsy imitation." Only one family welcomed it uncharacteristically.

"Since our establishment, Conjuring has been committed to supporting young independent home designers in China. If you want to consign, of course there is no problem."

After hearing this, Gu Xia thanked her repeatedly, and Conjuring quickly sent over the consignment agreement. Gu Xia happily opened it, only to find that the agreement clearly stated that Conjuring would charge 55% of the selling price of the consignment products as service fees.

He kindly reminded the other party that they forgot to add the decimal point. After receiving a negative answer, he replied speechlessly, "Why don't you just go and grab it?"

As a result, the other party shamelessly started to PUA Gu Xia with the high profile of an experienced person, saying "Young people should be down-to-earth" on the left and "Don't always think about reaching the sky in one step" on the right. Gu Xia was too lazy to listen to those bullshit and hung up the phone directly, but still gave I was so angry that my head was dizzy and my eyes were dazzled.Because it was still early before the appointed time, Gu Xia thought about writing some tweets, but ended up facing the computer and holding it in for more than an hour before he managed to write out two lines of words.

He was so depressed that he simply leaned on the sofa and tried to squint for a while, but he actually fell asleep. When he woke up, he found that it was almost 5 o'clock. In order to rush for time, Gu Xia didn't even bother to eat and just left. After just a few steps, I was so hungry that I wanted to swallow a cow.

You had to swipe your card at the back door of the block to enter, so Gu Xia had to stick to the wall and wait for his senior brother.

He was so hungry that he felt sick to his stomach. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, thinking about smoking one to quell his hunger. But he found that he didn't bring any fire. Gu Xia raised his eyes and glanced around, thinking about borrowing it from someone, but he happened to see someone heading towards him. Jiang He strode over.

Gu Xia still remembers that scene clearly until now. It was like an upgraded literary and artistic movie scene, so beautiful that it was a mess.

At that time, Jiang He was wearing a milk tea-colored Tencel trench coat, paired with a simple white shirt and brown wide-leg pants. The hem of the trench coat followed her lightly, and suddenly a gust of wind ruffled her long curly hair on her shoulders. , Jiang He, who was talking, grabbed a handful and put it to his right ear, then stood still, frowning slightly and turned slightly to look at the person beside him.

Gu Xia noticed that she had a lollipop in her mouth, and her teeth were nibbling on the white paper stick.

"...It doesn't matter, the scheduled schedule remains as usual, I will take care of the rest." When Gu Xia heard Jiang He say this, the people next to him left in a hurry. Jiang He turned around and threw the paper stick into the trash can next to him and touched it. She took out a cigarette and just took out her lighter to light it when her cell phone rang.

Gu Xia noticed that Jiang He became nervous as soon as he looked at the phone screen. She looked around like a thief before answering the call.

"...I don't smoke...Of course, I quit a long time ago...Really, why did I lie to you?"

Jiang He held a cigarette and lied openly. Gu Xia couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing. Jiang He turned back in confusion and was obviously shocked when he saw Gu Xia.

Gu Xia quickly raised the cigarette in her hand. Upon seeing this, Jiang He immediately made a silent gesture to him, and then handed over the lighter in her hand. She turned around and continued talking to the unknown person on the other end of the phone, with a look on her face. There was a very gentle smile from beginning to end.

Of course Gu Xia knew that the tenderness was not for him, but he wanted it.

"...You brat, you must not be late again tomorrow, do you understand?"

The senior brother suddenly wrapped his arms around Gu Xia's neck from behind, pushed his upper body down hard, and rubbed his head several times to relieve his anger. Then he hugged the person and planned to lead him to the block, "There is still some time, I will take you in for a walk first." lock up."

"Who is that woman?" Gu Xia didn't move at all, staring straight at Jiang He's walking back, unwilling to even blink.

"What do you mean? You are not attracted by lust, are you? Xiao Xiazi, I advise you to save it. That is Mr. Jiang, Karon's brand director. He is at least 10 years older than you, and he has a boyfriend. We’ve been together for many years!”

"I don't think she's too old...Besides, what if she has a boyfriend? If she has a goalkeeper, she won't score goals?"

Gu Xia played with the lighter in his hand, which was a red disposable lighter commonly seen in convenience stores. He faced his senior brother's shocked gaze and raised the corner of his mouth angrily, "It's not like you don't know that I like this kind of challenge. Sexual.”

(End of this chapter)