Chapter 52

That evening, Jiang Xiaoyuan finished her day's work and called her grandmother back.

Jiang Xiaoyuan: "Why don't you come over and talk to me

Grandma said, "I won't go. It's too expensive to stay with you. You earn a pot of vinegar money a month, so you should keep it for yourself

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaoyuan's heart was as clear as a mirror, knowing that she wanted to come.

If an elderly person is genuinely unwilling to come, they will give real reasons, such as "there are no people they know over there, so they are not interested" or "the buildings in the city are too narrow for me to live in". And when grandma said these words, it meant that she had seriously considered moving to the city with Jiang Xiaoyuan, carefully considered how to live in the city, and even calculated the cost of living and the future pressure on her granddaughter, which forced her to refuse.

Jiang Xiaoyuan pinched her fingers and calculated that with a grandmother, she could neither stay in school nor work in a studio. In the future, she would at least rent a house herself, not to mention buying a house.

In addition, she must ensure a stable income. When she has no money left, she can still make do with finding someone to eat or even go hungry, but how can she bring a grandmother?

If a stable income cannot be guaranteed, she must have enough savings, at least enough to cover their living expenses for three to four months. If we also consider the elderly grandmother's medical expenses for headaches and fever, then this should continue to cover about half a year's living expenses to meet emergency needs.

Wait for me for six months, "Jiang Xiaoyuan promised her grandmother." After six months, I'll save up money, tidy up the house, and bring you to the city for winter. There's heating here, and life will be convenient, okay

Grandma just smiled, didn't say anything good or bad.

So, before achieving her ultimate goal of sweeping across Asia, Jiang Xiaoyuan had an urgent short-term goal - to rent a house within six months and save 20000 yuan before renting.

In order to balance both short-term and long-term goals, Jiang Xiaoyuan transformed into a female superhero.

Half a month later, Jiang Xiaoyuan packed her simple bags and moved to the second floor of the "Nirvana Styling Studio", where the studio officially opened.

Jiang Xiaoyuan first consulted Qilian, who had worked as a media person for a period of time, and devoted herself to researching for a period of time. Then, she registered her marketing account as a member online, bought some followers, and contacted several other marketing accounts through some channels. After some bargaining, Jiang Xiaoyuan picked out a small amount of advertising fees from Teacher Jiang's pale face and asked him to forward it.

At the same time, Jiang Xiaoyuan also deliberately followed several cosmetic purchasing accounts for a long time. Once someone posted a new list of purchasing products, she would go through them one by one, circle the purchasing agents, and write a beauty director's Weibo below to evaluate the products and explain the relevant beauty techniques of using those products. This can also be considered as indirectly promoting them. In this way, eight out of ten times, they could be forwarded by the purchasing agents.

In order to ensure the activity of this account, Jiang Xiaoyuan brushes her presence every day. She wakes up at four o'clock every morning, turns on all the lights in the house, and then starts to tinker with her face, taking pictures of every step. She learns from the jokers how to write vulgar articles, loads dry goods into them, and forms soft articles to post on her account.

At first, writing a decent soft article took her at least four or five hours of effort, but later she became a skilled worker and two or three hours were enough - she could also wake up after 5:30 in time.

Who would have thought that Jiang Xiaoyuan, who used to be tired of reading books, would one day become a literary comedian?

So things are really unpredictable.

After finishing this homework, it was already dawn and Jiang Xiaoyuan began her day's work.

The job responsibilities include repeatedly communicating various plans with clients and finalizing them, booking tickets and itineraries, and other miscellaneous tasks.

Prepare courseware for Teacher Jiang when he is invited to give a lecture.

Negotiate, collect, and urge payment from various partners, and after the funds are received, go to the tax bureau and bank to handle relevant matters.

And essential - argue with Jiang Bo over the phone, argue with Jiang Bo in person.

In short, she is both a technical assistant and a life assistant, as well as an accountant and an administrator.

At the same time, the short-term task of saving money hangs high above Jiang Xiaoyuan's head. The studio's early income situation is like this, which is neither warm nor full. It often requires public relations expenses, and sometimes doing a job is not enough to make people tired. There was no other choice, so she had to squeeze out her spare time to go out and take on private work on her own.

Amateur time is also a monster, even if every minute and second is arranged to go somewhere, if you really want to squeeze, you can still squeeze.

At first, someone approached Chen Fangzhou through her wife, but later she unexpectedly gained a small reputation.

Jiang Xiaoyuan is not picky when taking on tasks, as long as she gives money and enjoys it.

But she also knew that her time and money were equally precious, and it was not possible to relax her dream of sweeping across Asia just to make short-term money.

She shouldn't waste a second, so Jiang Xiaoyuan treated every private task as a big job. After each communication, she would practice on the marketing account. When a set of styling was completed, she would privately show it to Teacher Jiang and receive his sarcastic criticism before filling it in her own notes.

Then she also had to memorize words before going to bed or chat with Qilian for a few words - both of these activities rarely have a beginning and an end, because she always falls asleep halfway through.

She promised to do a good job in the studio to Teacher Jiang, Qilian, and herself.

Within six months, she saved enough money to bring her grandmother over. It was her promise to her grandmother not to go back on her word on either side.

So, she lived for over three months in a row, spinning around continuously.

One day, Teacher Jiang suddenly said to her, "The registration for the stylist competition is about to begin. You can also register. Anyway, one more spot gives you one more chance. Please give me your ID card later and go back to organize your own works in the next few days

Jiang Xiaoyuan responded with determination and raised her leg to go upstairs to get her documents, but unexpectedly stepped on them with one foot.

She felt that the process of losing consciousness was very clear, her mind seemed to have stalled, and her eyes were gradually darkening. Jiang Xiaoyuan felt like she was trying to grab a railing, but her brain gave the command, but her hand did not execute it. By the time she finally understood, the person was already lying on the ground.

It doesn't hurt, because the pain has also subsided, and my body is numb.

Jiang Bo: "..."

He hurriedly threw the mold in his hand and ran over with two steps, showing impressive performance - he didn't scream in panic.

Three minutes later, Jiang Xiaoyuan, who had been dragged onto a lounge chair, finally breathed a sigh of relief and slowly restarted, feeling that something was wrong with her forehead - it was both cold and hot.

Reaching out to touch, I realized that a layer of skin had been wiped off.

Jiang Bo's face was covered in cold sweat and composed. He wiped the wound on her forehead with a cotton swab, applied a band aid, and roared, "Are you pretending to be dead? Can you fall yourself to death even if you go upstairs

Jiang Xiaoyuan leaned back on the sofa and reminisced for a while before coming to a conclusion: "It may be low blood sugar... What did I eat in the morning? Oh, it seems like I forgot to eat it

Jiang Bo: "..."

He took a deep breath and thought for a moment, perhaps because he could never find a more reliable assistant than Jiang Xiaoyuan in his life, and he would never dare to exhaust her. So he made a difficult decision: "Give you two days off

Jiang Xiaoyuan was stunned. Has the iron tree bloomed?

Jiang Bo: "What are you looking at? Don't thank me yet

Jiang Xiaoyuan: "Thank you, Teacher Jiang. Can you give me these two days off and cut off one-third of your heart, liver, and lungs

At least she ate a little, and under Jiang Bo's urging, she climbed up to the second floor of her studio like a dead dog - her cramped abode - and lay dead.

Jiang Bo heard that there was no movement upstairs, so he started cleaning up the downstairs by himself. Then he picked up his coat and walked out the door. More than an hour later, he came back with a pile of ready to eat snacks in his hand and quietly stuffed them into the refrigerator.

Then he pulled out a small pot for making soup from the cabinet, washed it clean, put almond milk and a small piece of ready to eat bird's nest in it, and cooked it. When it was ready, he thought for a moment before leaving and grabbed another handful of rock sugar and threw it inside.

Jiang Bo glanced upstairs, frowned and smiled, and hurriedly left quietly as he had come.

He felt that in his lifetime, he probably didn't deserve to love women or men, so he had to be a proud narcissus flower, shining by the water and occasionally blooming a cold little white flower.

He has a hundred zhang peak in his heart, only revealing a stubborn stone one foot high, with a thousand layers of waves, only revealing two or three droplets.

Just finish these tasks until the end, as long as you know the rest, there's no need to announce it to the world.

No one knows the twists and turns of Teacher Jiang's heart. Jiang Xiaoyuan lay down for more than an hour, but she couldn't lie down anymore - she hadn't had a leisurely life in a long time. At first glance, she felt a wave of anxiety rising in her heart.

At this moment, a phone call suddenly came in from a customer who had been received privately.

The other party said apologetically, "I know I should have booked this with you in advance, but there's nothing I can do. My classmate's stylist who was scheduled to come tomorrow really won't be able to come. Look

Jiang Xiaoyuan: "Uh

The other side quickly said, "I know you can't make up your schedule. Can they add 100 yuan to the original price for a complete set

Jiang Xiaoyuan: "Okay

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Xiaoyuan raised her hand and pressed it against her eyes. Her forehead was icy cold, and she seemed to lack motivation. She no longer had enough metabolism to support her body temperature. The first time she caught a cold in the small black room of the hair salon, she silently had a fever and cried bitterly. Although she was cold on her body this time, her heart was not desolate because she had money to take.

Jiang Xiaoyuan wrapped herself in a blanket and chuckled "hehe", feeling like she had slipped into the money's eye.

She was immediately full of motivation, her head no longer dizzy and her hands no longer trembling. First, she asked for the contact information of the bride's house, communicated the time and plan, and then got up in one breath and ran downstairs. Coincidentally, the bird's nest that Teacher Jiang had cooked on time was ready. Jiang Xiaoyuan opened it up and said to herself, "This product is just a day away

She sent a text message to Jiang Bo: 'What did you cook?'

Jiang Bo replied to her after a while, "Almond bird's nest, I can't go back now because of something. You can eat it

Jiang Xiaoyuan gladly followed the imperial decree, afraid that he would change his mind, and immediately served it to eat. Her mood became even happier, and it was rare for her to take advantage of Empress Dowager Chiang once.

The bride's makeup usually starts to be applied in the middle of the night. The next day, Jiang Xiaoyuan climbed up with stars and moon shining, feeling a bit weak. She rummaged through the fridge and unexpectedly found a packet of brown sugar among a pile of snacks bought by Teacher Jiang.

Jiang Xiaoyuan was stunned for a few seconds - Jiang Bo couldn't say psychologically, but physiologically she shouldn't need to eat this thing. A strange thought flashed through Jiang Xiaoyuan's mind, and she thought, "Can't you buy it for me

In the next moment, she rejected her own self indulgence. Jiang Bo was a good and independent person with a fragile personality. She never harmed others or benefited herself in big matters, and never made people happy in small matters. How could he suddenly be so sweet?

But after buying everything, Jiang Xiaoyuan didn't show any courtesy towards him. She dug it out and poured a large glass of water into it, exposing herself to the darkness and frost.

She was busy all day, collected the money, and was satisfied.

At the wedding venue, the client also arranged a seat for her, and Jiang Xiaoyuan wanted to make a quick decision - because the bride had to change her clothes, there was a young girl next to her who didn't know whose relative she was. She didn't use chopsticks when she went to the table, but used her phone to scan the heat of the food on the table one by one, carefully and cautiously deciding where to put the chopsticks down like a landmine. After finishing, he kept muttering, "Sweet and sour pork spine, 293 calories per 100 grams... Oh my, this can't be eaten

As the words fell, Jiang Xiaoyuan caught a chopstick of sweet and sour pork tenderloin and stuffed it into her mouth without any restrictions.

The girl looked at Jiang Xiaoyuan in surprise and said, "Alas, those who can't get fat are just stubborn

Jiang Xiaoyuan curved her eyes and smiled at her - she used to have this problem too. A good figure was not easy to maintain, but later it disappeared because when she was busy, she had to eat one meal after another, and every meal seemed like she was in a hurry. Over time, she no longer knew what fullness meant, so she had to eat the highest calorie food in the shortest possible time.

She has evolved for millions of years and returned to the primitive state of life.

After finishing the final styling for the model, the client settled the bill. Jiang Xiaoyuan didn't linger much, packed her toolbox, and left the hotel. Unexpectedly, she ran into Qilian in the outdoor parking lot at the entrance.

Qilian was smoking a cigarette with a frown on his face, while flipping through his address book with annoyance on his face, as if he hadn't found it. He frowned and turned off his phone, staring straight at his face as if he was planning to have a fight with someone.

After a while, he closed his eyes slightly, as if calming his emotions, and dialed a phone call: "Give me a chauffeur number... Hmm, I'm outside, drinking

Jiang Xiaoyuan observed beside him for a while, and as she walked over, she indeed smelled a smell of alcohol. She reached out and patted his back, saying, "Hey? Looking for a chauffeur

Three minutes later, Jiang Xiaoyuan drove Qilian's car out.

Her whole life was turned upside down by a car accident, but strangely enough, after a long time, Jiang Xiaoyuan didn't have any psychological barriers when she touched the car again. She had to admit that she might have been a bit heartless.

Jiang Xiaoyuan drove the car smoothly and commented on Qilian, "Your car is a bit sluggish

Qilian leaned his head against the backrest and half closed his eyes in response, saying, "Good meat points, don't worry

It can be seen that he is not in a high mood. Jiang Xiaoyuan didn't say much, just asked, "How can I get to your house? I don't know how to go from here

Not going home. "Qilian pinched his forehead hard, showing a very painful expression. Perhaps he had really drunk too much. After saying these three words, he cut off the article and didn't continue.

Jiang Xiaoyuan: "..."

She had to rely on navigation and herself to go there, but her inaccurate memory determined a rough direction and explored the past.

Qilian remained silent, and Jiang Xiaoyuan thought he was asleep. However, at a crossroads, he suddenly feigned death and said, "Don't go straight, turn left

Turning left is a wide road. Qilian asked Jiang Xiaoyuan to park her car next to an intersection, and then she stumbled out of the car, holding onto a utility pole. Her face turned pale, as if she wanted to vomit, but she covered her chest and didn't vomit.

Jiang Xiaoyuan had to dig out a bottle of mineral water and chase after it.

Qilian took a sip, waved his hand, and sat down on the roadside curb.

Jiang Xiaoyuan: "You can't drink so much, have you won a big prize

Qilian glanced at her, her clear eyes with a few inconspicuous blood streaks. She didn't say a word. After a while, he tightened the bottle cap and pointed to the intersection ahead, saying to Jiang Xiaoyuan, "That's where I bumped into Xu Jingyang

Jiang Xiaoyuan followed his gaze and glanced at him.

Qilian stood up unsteadily and said, "Do you know what I was planning to do if I hadn't hit him

Jiang Xiaoyuan crouched on the ground, watching him stand against the light. She held back a few times, as if reason had told him to speak less. However, alcohol pushed the words out, causing him to struggle fiercely in his swollen throat.

She watched with fear and trepidation.

Ten seconds later, the alcohol won, and Qilian looked down at her from a high position, with a gentle gaze but a hint of horror in her words.

I was planning to kill someone, "he said.