"Does Sister Si like comics?"

Si Sheng nodded slightly, "It's okay."

If she doesn't like this job, she won't be able to draw.

Si Shang's heart skipped a beat and asked again: "Do you want to be a cartoonist?"

?

Si Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

Normally, when you are interested in comics, you usually ask popular and classic comics from the perspective of readers, and rarely ask them from the perspective of "comic artist".

Pressing doubts in his heart, Si Sheng said 'um' and said carelessly: "I thought about it before."

Not a lie.

I did think about it before, but now it is 'already'.

However, her response fell into Si Shang and Cheng Youran's ears, as if she had thought about it before, but it had not implemented it so far and had given up.

Cheng Youran was disdainful, but didn't say anything, so he picked up the soup bowl and drank it in small sips.

"oh."

Si Shang roughly has a bottom.

Based on the storyboard that looks very similar to zero style, she has several speculations: one is Si Sheng, but the possibility is close to zero; the second is Si Sheng is a cartoonist, and his style imitates zero; the third is that the storyboard is not Si Sheng's, but it is just for her to be temporarily placed.

Now the first possibility is completely ruled out.

The second type can basically be eliminated. After all, according to Si Sheng, he should choose to give up.

Only the third type...

It was probably drawn by her friend, and it was just put here by chance.

Moreover, Si Shang believes that "Si Sheng's friend" is a newcomer. After all, many imitate zero, but the style is so similar and the visual impact is so strong... There is no such thing as yet. If there is, it would have been famous for a long time.

Si Shang smiled slightly and asked Si Sheng friendly: "I have a signing party at the City Convent next month. Do you want to come and have a look? There are a few colleagues here at that time. If you are interested, I can introduce you to you."

Thinking of the comic exhibition mentioned by Chu Luo, Si Sheng asked back: "Mid next month?"

Si Shang was slightly stunned, "Do you know?"

"Um."

Si Sheng responded faintly.

Even the comic exhibition is so coincidental...

In Si Shang's words, they are indeed quite destined to be.

When I picked up the chopsticks, Si Sheng picked up the food and ate, he appropriately guided the topic.

...

The sky gradually darkened.

Si Sheng, who finished eating in advance, walked out of the private room first on the grounds of "having something happened".

"Miss Si."

The waiter who passed by greeted her respectfully.

Si Sheng nodded and walked downstairs.

Swipe the coin in your hand upwards, and when it falls, sweep your hand and grab it in the palm of your hand.

Judging from the chat with Cheng Youran and Si Shang, Si Shang is a famous lady from a wealthy family. Her father started a business and started a company. The family is engaged in the antique industry. She is quite famous in the lockdown and is considered a family with background.

Si family, Si Shang...

It's almost nineteen.

*

front desk.

As soon as he approached, the front desk lady showed a bright smile, "Miss Si, come and get the express delivery?"

"Um."

"Manager Shang is not here, but he asked me to tell you that the things you asked are being done and everything has been sent out. Before the first day of next month, we can ensure that all arrangements are in place."

After she reminded her, Si Sheng realized that he remembered the "zero forwarding lottery".

Nodded, she said, "Oh."

The front desk lady quickly found a courier box for her.

Not big, can be grasped by one hand.

The front desk lady said, "This was sent by Boss An, so I specially picked it out for you. The rest were brought to you by someone to move the car."

"Um."

Si Sheng threw away the express box, raised his eyebrows at her, and turned around and left.

Walk along the way, demolish it along the way.

When he got on the bus, Si Sheng had already opened the packaging box and it was a wooden box the size of a palm.

After fastening the seat belt, Si Sheng did not rush to leave, but opened the wooden box with a little confusion.

The wooden box is quite classy and is made of mahogany and has a special fragrance.

There is an item inside.

It is an antique token with the words "Baixiaotang". However, this is not wood, but jade. The three words "Baixiaotang" are surrounded by the words "Baixiaotang". The jade token is carefully carved. The jade token is held in the hand and feels cool, has a delicate texture and a transparent luster.

The price of this piece of jade itself is not low, plus the name of "Baixiaotang"...

What Boss An said before was bankrupt is indeed correct.

He took out his cell phone and Si Sheng called the phone.

“The express delivery was received?”

As soon as the phone was connected, Boss An had a clever plan before she could speak.

"Um."

"Is it classy?"

Si Sheng narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "You have been running outside recently for this jade tablet?"

Boss An chuckled, "It's quite a bit of trouble to find it when you're wandering outside."

Si Sheng didn't know much about Bai Xiaotang's affairs, but he also knew about the loss of Bai Xiaotang's token. It is said that it was stolen and sold by the grandson of the former master's grandson, and disappeared afterwards. For so many years, Bai Xiaotang has not found this jade token. Now that Boss An can find this jade token, he is probably not only using Bai Xiaotang's eyeliner, but also using her connections in the northwest.

However, the process is not important anymore.

Playing with the jade tag with his fingers, Si Sheng curled his lips, "My birthday gift is this brand that originally belonged to me?"

"Well, you're lucky, otherwise you won't be able to catch up..." Boss An smiled helplessly, and then changed the subject, "I'm in Yangzhou now. I just met Mr. Lin. I used the drawings I found in your store to ask him to make a special bamboo flute for you. However, the production cycle will be a bit long, and it will arrive one or two months later. It will be your birthday gift."

The 'Mr. Lin' that Boss An also knows Si Sheng. He is a stingy flute, Xiao, who is a craftsman of production. It is said that he is a national flute player and has worked as a professor at the National Conservatory of Music...

However, when Si Sheng knew him, he was just a stubborn old man who opened a snack bar and was so untreatable that he could not say anything about it.

Si Sheng was not interested and said, "I will blow it, what do I want that thing to do?"

If she was given a 2-hu, she would still be worthy of her certificate.

"I told him that you practice every day and every night, just to blew two sounds for him, he nodded in agreement."

"Did he believe it?"

"No believe."

“…”

Boss An chuckled softly, "He is also itchy. Recently, he received a batch of good bamboo. I want to find an excuse to fiddle with it. If you don't learn it, you can be used as a toy or ornaments."

"The old man will go crazy." Si Sheng murmured, his eyes falling to the night view of the street outside the window. Suddenly, he thought of something, stuffed the Bluetooth headphones into his ears, and said, "By the way, you ask him to make another one. I have a friend's mother, who is from the National Music Group. He used to want to make a bamboo flute, but he was not happy. You said I would sell him a favor and make another one."

"Is it your favor, or the favor of the Lord Baixiao?"

"Mine."

The title of Baixiao Hall Master sounds particularly high-end, but she has no shame to say it out.

"I always find it incredible. You young man in your twenties, where can you get so many favors to sell?" Boss An was helpless, "but they still eat this set."

"After all," Si Sheng chuckled in a low voice, and then frankly, saying word by word, "I have the final say in the whole Northwest."

"Okay, a domineering northwest."

Boss An sighed, unable to refuse.

However, Si Sheng was not wrong. In the vast northwest, the people on the road had to act according to the face of the heroine.

*
To be continued...