novel-bin Chapter 285 Only 1
Chapter 285 Only 1
Chapter 285 Only accepts [-]
Chapter 285 Only accepts [-]
An hour later, Chu Feng returned to the main hall and placed the repaired trumpet in front of Luo Zhengming.
Luo Zhengming looked at the trumpet in disbelief, held it up tremblingly, and tried to blow it.
When the clear and loud trumpet sounded, Luo Zhengming couldn't bear it anymore, covered his eyes and shed tears of emotion.
Mrs. Luo also burst into tears while handing her husband a handkerchief.
When Luo Zhengming finally held back his tears, he took out a check for 50 yuan from his breast pocket and solemnly placed it on the table.
"Mr. Chu Feng, please thank us. If it is not enough, please tell me how much more is needed."
After working hard for an hour, he earned 50 yuan, and Chu Feng immediately felt flattered:
"I don't need so much at all, just give me [-] to [-] yuan."
"No, this is not a simple repair job, please accept our intentions."
After Luo Zhengming finished speaking, Yan Jiahe walked in, and his eyes lit up when he saw the check.
"Chu Feng, since Mr. Luo insists so much, just accept it." He didn't want to miss such a good thing.
Seeing that Yan Jiahe had said so, Chu Feng had no choice but to help his subordinates.
Luo Zhengming and his wife carefully put away their trumpets and thanked Chu Feng again and again before leaving the studio.
Yan Jiahe sent them all the way to the car. After returning to the studio, he saw Chu Feng looking at him with a dark face, looking very dissatisfied.
"What's wrong? Do you think the payment is too little?" Yan Jiahe tried to joke to lighten the atmosphere.
"Less? Do you think this is called less?" Chu Feng picked up the check and slapped it in front of Yan Jiahe.
"Oh, this thing can't, but from a technical point of view, it also depends on emotion and meaning, right?" Yan Jiahe tried to explain.
Chu Feng shook his head and said, "I don't think so. I think we must set a business price."
"Then... How about repairing 50 yuan once?" Yan Jiahe opened his mouth loudly, and Liu Ju rolled his eyes and said:
"At least five thousand, at most one hundred thousand."
"One hundred thousand is too little, and if people insist on giving more, can you not do it? That's too stupid!" Yan Jiahe said angrily.
Chu Feng looked at him firmly and said: "At most one hundred thousand, if you can do it, if you can't do it, you will break up."
"Well, you Chu Feng, you still dare to threaten me!" Yan Jiahe was a little angry.
But Chu Feng didn't buy it at all, and his attitude was still tough. After a while, Yan Jiahe still chose to compromise:
"Okay, okay, from next time, I will charge according to the standard you said. You decide how much to charge, okay?"
"You must keep your word." Chu Feng spoke righteously.
Yan Jiahe nodded, he comforted himself not to pay too much attention to the immediate interests, but to pay attention to the willingness of contacts that business can bring.
"By the way, someone else is coming in the afternoon. Please prepare yourself. How about you take a nap first?" Yan Jiahe said.
Chu Feng's eyes widened in surprise: "Is there anyone else coming? Where are there so many customers?"
"Of course it was introduced by Young Master Jiang." Mentioning this matter, Yan Jiahe was quite proud.
Chu Feng shook his head helplessly, and suddenly realized that the business is too good to be such a happy thing.
At about three o'clock in the afternoon, a young boy walked in pushing an old woman in a wheelchair.
The young boy introduced Chu Feng: "This is Ms. Ruan Xiangyun, and I am his personal assistant Mo Yubin."
"Hello, I am the master craftsman here. I am the one who repairs everything. My name is Chu Feng."
Facing the guests, Chu Feng immediately cheered up.
Ms. Ruan Xiangyun looked very kind, but she just didn't say a word.
Mo Yubin walked up to Ruan Xiangyun and gestured to her in sign language. Only then did Chu Feng understand that Ruan Xiangyun was deaf-mute.
Mo Yubin took out a faded metal box from his pocket and said:
"This is an old-fashioned alarm clock belonging to Ms. Ruan Xiangyun. Although it is not a valuable thing, it is a relic of her wife."
"Ms. Ruan Xiangyun has been looking for someone to repair it, but all the masters say it can be repaired, but they can't find the matching parts."
Chu Feng opened the box and took out this alarm clock that was only the size of the palm of his hand. It was smaller than ordinary alarm clocks.
"Can't find a suitable part?" Chu Feng asked himself, then put the alarm clock back into the box and said:
"Try it. If I can't fix it, I can only ask you to find someone else."
Mo Yubin understands this truth. He nodded slightly and said, "Sorry to trouble you, Mr. Chu Feng."
Chu Feng entered the workshop again, first skillfully opened the back cover, and then saw the parts that were too old to be used any longer.
Those parts are really rare, plus they are old gadgets from decades ago, so most people really can't find them.
But this part is not irreplaceable, Chu Feng thought about it, and the production process of spare parts appeared in his mind.
Soon, he found a suitable material from tool materials and began to make a replacement for this part with his bare hands.
Time passed by every minute and every second. Although the process was complicated, it was finally overcome by Chu Feng.
He carefully and solemnly replaced the new accessories, put in a new battery, and before closing the back cover, the alarm clock resumed working.
When Chu Feng placed the repaired alarm clock in front of old Ruan Xiangyun, her eyes flashed with surprise, and then tears overflowed from her eyes.
She couldn't put it down and held the alarm clock in her arms, looking at the rotating hands, as if she had returned to the time before her husband passed away.
Mo Yubin took out 20 yuan in cash from his bag and pushed it to Chu Feng: "Thank you, this is the reward that Ms. Ruan Xiangyun asked me to give you."
These guests were all too self-righteous. Chu Feng shook his head with a bitter smile, picked up 20 of the [-] and said:
"I can only charge you so much, this is the rule of our studio."
"Please be sure to accept the money, otherwise it will be my negligence." Mo Yubin gave an irresistible reason.
But Chu Feng would not compromise so easily, he said calmly: "Can you help me translate a few words for the old man?"
Mo Yubin nodded and said, "Of course, please tell me."
Chu Feng sat opposite Ruan Xiangyun, looked into her eyes and said:
"Although I have never met your wife, I believe that you must have a deep relationship with him."
"I also have someone I like very much. Your arrival made me see the future of the two I want."
"So I also want to thank you deeply. Please respect my wishes so that we can become good friends."
After finishing speaking, Chu Feng held up the 1 yuan, and then pushed the remaining 19 yuan over.
After Mo Yubin finished translating, Ruan Xiangyun showed a loving smile, and she gestured and said:
"May you and the person you like grow old forever and never be separated."
She finally accepted Chu Feng's proposal and took away the 19.
After sending Ruan Xiangyun away, Yan Jiahe sat in the yard with a displeased face.
"Why, don't you think it's a disadvantage if you don't make any money?"
"You are too stupid, I don't want to talk to a fool." Yan Jiahe rolled his eyes and turned around.
"Hey, I don't want to keep discussing the same thing. I'm leaving first." After saying that, Chu Feng left the studio.
(End of this chapter)