travel starts with photography

Chapter 8 Starting Your First Job

This is more than 2?

Chen Xing was shocked.

The point is that he felt that he didn't pay anything. He could earn close to 3 yuan by taking photos with other people's equipment for two days. When did it become so easy to make money?

Photography is awesome!

I love photography!

It took several seconds for Chen Xing to react, and with a smile on his face, he stepped forward to shake hands with them one by one, and said, "Thank you for giving me the opportunity, I will definitely try my best to produce the best results and live up to your trust."

Chef Bu stood up and laughed as he shook hands with Chen Xing.

"The young man is very good. If all the dishes I cook have the same effect as before, let alone 3 yuan, even if you want more, there is no problem."

"Cough cough."

Manager Wang coughed twice.

More farts, the company approved a total of over [-] people, Chen Xing is important here, design and layout are not important?

A few years ago, the person who took pictures of the old menu was a well-known photographer in Guangdong, and this man named Chen Xing looked like an ordinary student.If the company hadn't taken a fancy to the effect of Chen Xing's shooting just now, let alone [-], [-] would not have.

However, after all, Manager Wang had too much socializing, and he had all kinds of thoughts in his mind, but his face remained unchanged.

"Then please trouble Mr. Chen. Chef Bu will cooperate with you in the past two days. It's quite late today. We have prepared rooms for you and your friends."

Manager Wang waited for Chen Xing to continue chatting with Bu Yongfeng for a while, and then led the three of them to a hotel inside the mall to check in.

Zhou Peng and Chen Xing were not arranged in the same room. Chen Xing wanted to take a bath after returning home, but before he could do anything, there was a knock on the door.

Opening the door, Zhou Peng and Quan Jing stood outside.

Zhou Peng rushed in all at once.

"Chen Xing, you've been time-traveled, haven't you? When will you take pictures?"

Chen Xing was thrown onto the bed by him, shaking with his neck strangled, Quan Jing followed behind and came in nervously and closed the door - she is just a little girl who just turned 18, she never thought that at this age, she would have to get along with the society. There are people doing transactions, and the money is close to [-].

Such a big office, such a fierce Manager Wang.

Chen Xing stretched out his hand to scratch Zhou Peng's waist. He laughed loudly and withdrew his hand to protect him, but Chen Xing rolled over and pressed him on the bed.

"You don't know? Then you used to praise me for taking good pictures."

Zhou Peng struggled all the time, but Chen Xing, who had become stronger, held him tightly and couldn't get rid of it. He replied: "Can it be the same? I always thought that you are only a little better than us in taking pictures. How could you expect that?" It’s so good that someone specially invited you.”

Quan Jing said anxiously on the side: "Oh, stop fighting!"

Chen Xing looked at her in surprise, then got off the bed with a sigh.

"Oh, it's good to have a girlfriend to protect you."

Seeing Chen Xing's drooping face, Zhou Peng became proud again, and said, "Who told you to dump someone else? If we're still together, don't we see each other again this time?"

"What do you mean I dumped, obviously she broke up with me, okay?"

"Okay, okay, you both have problems, I don't want to talk about this problem now, I just want to know how you practice taking pictures, teach me, I also want to earn [-] in two days like you, the key to the profession of photographer It sounds very artistic, and I want to be it too."

I'm afraid you want to be a colorist?
Chen Xing shook his head: "When did you watch me practice? This is talent, do you understand talent?"

If he had known that he had this talent, he would have gone to learn photography.

It would be great if he could look at other people's attributes. He wanted to know what kind of talent Zhou Peng had, so as to help him determine his future path.

It is difficult to determine the life of students who come out of such schools.

Every year when visiting relatives during the Spring Festival, the relatives would chat with Chen Xing’s parents about his future. The young Chen Xing felt that his future was far away, but as he got older, he felt that the future was very close to him. You can see the head at a glance.

Work part-time, marry a wife and have children, and then be busy with children all your life.

Chen Xing and Zhou Peng played around for a while, and after being forced to treat guests to a big meal in southern Yunnan, they were sent out to take a good bath.

It's been a long time since I took such a comfortable bath. The environment in the dormitory is not comparable to that of a hotel.

Tonight, Chen Xing didn't play with his mobile phone until late at night, and went to bed very early, and was woken up by the alarm clock at five o'clock the next morning.

Guangzhou Restaurant is actually a shop that sells morning tea. Local people love to come here for morning tea, and only tourists from other places often come here for dinner.

Some Guangzhou people don't even know that Guangzhou Restaurant also serves dinner.

Without disturbing Zhou Peng, Chen Xing went directly to the restaurant. Manager Wang stood at the counter and gave orders to a waiter. After seeing Chen Xing, he asked the waiter to do the work and came over to greet him.

"Mr. Chen, do you want to start now?"

"Well, where is the camera?"

"office."

He took Chen Xing to get the camera, and then came out to receive some frequent customers. He only asked a waitress to take Chen Xing to a private room, which was the shooting spot prepared by the hotel, and also put a supplement in a very professional way. lights.

Chen Xing studied the camera.

An entry-level Canon, the pictures taken are warmer than reality, so I have to adjust it later.

After a few minutes, Manager Wang opened the door and asked, "Are you ready, Mr. Chen, I'll let them start serving the dishes when you're ready."

"No problem." Chen Xing nodded.

The first dish is served.

The waitress who brought the food in smiled at Chen Xing and introduced: "This is fried spring roll with crispy shrimp. Chef Bu asked me to tell you that he will cook most of the dishes today. Get a taste of his craft."

"Thank you."

Just a little hungry.

But the presentation was so good that he didn't want to spoil it.

A plate with blue and white inside and ink on the outside, six spring rolls are neatly stacked on the right side, arranged in a triangle, red sauce is placed on the side facing Chen Xing on the left side, which is filled with white butterflies, and the other part is placed I planted a crabapple flower.

Early in the morning, Chen Xing hadn't gotten into shape yet, so he found the best angle after searching for a while.

After taking the photo, he picked up a piece of spring roll with his chopsticks and said to the waiter, "Okay, let's get the next one."

She went out with the plate, Chen Xing licked his lips and bit off half of it.

So tender shrimp!
Shrimp meat is smashed into spring rolls, served with diced carrots, vegetables, salty and fresh, and it is fresh and tender in the mouth.

These dishes certainly don't come cheap.

Before Chen Xing finished eating the spring rolls, the second dish was served.

"This is Qingxiang Bantang Horseshoe Cake."

good to eat!

"This is crispy cheese shrimp dumpling."

Also delicious.

"This is full-flavored taro cake."

It's a big piece, it feels like a nine-inch meat pizza, cut it a little and taste it.

good to eat!

"This is a Hakka brown sugar walnut bun."

It smells so good!But I can't eat it anymore!
Zhou Peng and the others got down at nine o'clock and ate a lot afterward.

But he couldn't last long after eating, no matter how much Chen Xing persuaded him, he wouldn't eat it.

He thought it was a pity that these dishes would be gone after they were served, but he saw that more and more waiters were hiccupping and the corners of their mouths were greasy, so he realized that all the dishes were not wasted.

That's right, this kind of chef made it himself, and wasting a little residue is disrespectful to the chef.

(End of this chapter)