Wonderful Appreciation of Jinpin Pawnshop

In the midsummer of 2005, in August, Longjiang City was in the hot sun, and the sun was like fire.

"Well, it's really hard to find a job!" Fan Ji, who was in a hurry, stood on the street, wiping the sweat on her forehead helplessly and painfully saying to herself: It has been more than a month since graduation. He has been looking for a job everywhere these days, but he still hasn't landed.

Seasonal mortals, as the name implies, look ordinary and ordinary. Height 1 m 78, weight 65 kg, the whole person is tall and thin, with exaggerated glasses on his white face.

If I had studied harder, I wouldn't be in this situation today. After studying hard at the cold window for ten years, every teacher who has taught him has almost the same evaluation of him: the child is smart enough, but it is a pity that he is not in the right place.

Fan Ji has a wide range of interests and hobbies. He was obsessed with calligraphy, painting and games since he was a child. Because of his profound knowledge, he was nicknamed "Dr. J" by his classmates during his college years.

Fan Ji is a devout calligraphy lover, who has a wide range of knowledge about Biography of Cao. He reads his mail every day, but there is no mail that day. Fan Ji believes that calligraphy is alive and flowing, full of hints and expressive force of life, and every word, article and pair can be innovated, changed and even personalized. If his handwriting is like chasing the wind, flowing and mysterious, it is unique. Therefore, the calligrapher thinks that his handwriting is inconsistent with tradition and he doesn't know where the source is. In this regard, Fan Ji has his own rules: calligraphy is not the formal beauty and decorative beauty of general patterns, but a meaningful form in the true sense. It should be the synthesis and reproduction of different mothers, not the "scanning" and "cloning" of one model at a time. He appreciates the painter Han Yu's "naive" understanding of calligraphy, that is, he only knows that he will not die.

If Fan Ji's calligraphy is unique, then his paintings are natural. Growing up in the countryside, he cherishes the mountains, stones, grass and trees in his hometown. He picked up a picture book, and a picture only took half a day. He first studied oil painting, the texture of objects and the brightness of objects, and he studied hard. Later, he became fascinated with Chinese painting and devoted himself to landscape creation. His paintings are thick in ink, clever in splashing ink, breaking Mo Miao and beautiful in artistic conception.

Comparatively speaking, his go attainments are higher. He has shown great talent in Go since he was a child. From primary school to middle school, he participated in various Go competitions on behalf of the school, and the awards and certificates he got alone were thick. Amateur Liuduan, Longjiang City, won the title of champion of three consecutive inter-school Go competitions, which is by no means something anyone can do.

"Give me a bottle of mineral water, it's cold!" Fan Ji took out the only ten yuan in his pocket. "Hey, hey." After drinking a bottle of water, my brain suddenly woke up a lot. Try your luck again!

According to the address provided in the job advertisement, Fan Ji trudged to the Sheng Da pawnshop in Zhengyang Street. Looking at the big word "dang" at the door, Fan Ji couldn't help but think of the scenes in the old movies: gloomy facade, high counter, shopkeeper sitting high inside in robes and mandarin jackets, wearing glasses, pulling abacus beads and an elusive smile on his mouth. No matter how good leather clothes are, they all say they are cheap.

When he entered the room, Fan Ji suddenly felt that Huo Ran was bright and there was no shopkeeper in it. The service hall is spacious and bright, and the pawn rules and the promise of warm service are conspicuously posted on the wall. There are several smiling salesmen sitting behind the service desk. Everyone has a laptop in front of them, and there is a monitor on the luxurious roof.

"hello! Welcome to Sheng Da Pawnshop. Excuse me, what can I do for you? " A young pawnbroker stood up and asked Fan Ji. She looked puzzled and smiled.

"hello! I am here to apply. " The female pawn teacher is handsome and elegant, and Fan Ji can't help looking at her carefully. I saw her wearing a long, elegant shawl, a cicada's head flying with moth eyebrows, bright eyes and white teeth, beautiful and moving.

"Ah, you have applied for a job before. Please consult the Human Resources Department directly on the second floor. " The beautiful pawnbroker, the Earl, replied with a smile, her lips blowing.

"Thank you!" Fan Ji walked up the stairs in fear and trembling and came to the second floor. After listening to his purpose, Miss Mi, the person who received him, said please wait a moment, then picked up the program-controlled telephone on the desk and immediately reported to the boss. Fan Ji was deeply impressed by this company's warm service and efficient and convenient efficiency.

"Please come with me!" Fan Ji followed Miss Mi to the door of the manager's office. "Please come in, our manager Cheng is waiting for you inside!"

The door was unlocked, so Fan Ji stepped forward and knocked on the door. "Please come in!" A crisp middle-aged man's voice came from the room.

Fan Ji pushed open the door and crept into the room. A middle-aged man in the manager's office is busy reading documents at his desk. "Just find a place to sit."

"ok!" Fan Ji sat on the leather sofa not far from the platform and waited patiently.

For a long time, Wu Wenyuan finished processing the documents at hand, and then he looked up and looked at Fan Ji carefully. His clothes are neat, but they are a little white and faded. He knows that he bought a bargain at a street stall and looks plain. His eyes through thick lenses are mixed with three points of confidence and seven points of fear.

"Hello, Wu Jingli! My name is Fan Ji, and I am a fresh graduate of Longjiang College majoring in accounting. This is my resume and academic certificate, please have a look. "

Wu Wenyuan took Fan Ji's personal data, glanced through it, and then put them on the blackboard. Seeing his indifference, Fan Ji couldn't help feeling heavy. It seems hopeless this time.

"I read the personal materials you submitted and got a general understanding of your situation. Objectively speaking, from the material point of view, your qualification is ok, which meets the requirements of the accounting position recruited by our company. But I want to know your actual working ability and economic level. Here are two accounting entries for you to make. " Wu Wenyuan looked at Fan Ji and said quietly.

Fan Ji was very surprised at Wu Wenyuan's words. He thinks he is completely hopeless this time. He didn't expect a turn for the better. This is really a god never shuts one door but he opens another. He looked at Wu Wenyuan's question, which was not very difficult. It was easy for him, so he picked up a pen and answered quickly.

"Well, fast and accurate! And the words are good. " Wu Wenyuan looked at Fan Ji's beautiful imitation of Song style and affirmed with satisfaction: "Fan Ji, can you type?"

"Not bad." Fan Jiqian replied falsely.

"I have a document here. I'll give you 10 minutes to type it word for word. Can you do it? "

"I'll try!" Fan Ji didn't put the words too full.

"You can play with my computer!" Wu Wenyuan said, pointing to a brand-new laptop on the blackboard.

Fan Ji moved a chair and sat at the conference table, carefully turning the computer screen to himself. "That's great! The latest IBM notebook has just been on the market for less than two months and costs 37,000 yuan. " Fan Ji commented enviously as he opened the folder.

"Good eye!" Wu Wenyuan can't help but put away his contempt for the young man in front of him. He likes it a little more, and his face inadvertently shows appreciation.

This kid is typing too fast. Under Wu Wenyuan's slightly surprised eyes, the document was completed in less than four minutes.

"Congratulations, Fan Ji, you have successfully passed the examination of the company and been officially hired by our company." Wu Wenyuan extended his hand to congratulate you.

"Thank you, Wu Jingli. I will cherish this opportunity and work hard. " Fan Ji heart hanging a stone finally fell to the ground, excitedly holding Wu Wenyuan's hand and said.

"The first month is a probation period with a monthly salary of 800. After the probation period expires, it will rise to 1000, and the company has Chinese food. This is the agreement in duplicate. Take a closer look. If you think there is no objection, sign it and you can officially come to work in the company tomorrow. "

Fan Ji roughly looked at the agreement and thought there was no problem. He signed the agreement with great pleasure.

"Fan Ji, from now on you are a member of the company, and your clothes and manners have always represented the image of the company. You are a clever man, what should you do? I don't think I need to say more! " Before leaving, Wu Wenyuan stared at Fan Ji's clothes and said.

"Don't worry, Wu Jingli, I know what to do." Fan Ji blushed and said tacitly.

The work has finally fallen behind, but how can we get through the immediate difficulties? Standing at the gate of the pawnshop, looking at the nine dollars left in his pocket, he was always optimistic and couldn't help worrying.

As the saying goes, a penny can crush a hero. Fan Ji is now facing this embarrassing situation. It is a problem to eat this money tomorrow, and this month's rent has to be paid. The landlady came to urge him several times, and he couldn't help thinking about it. He comes from the northeast countryside, and his parents are farmers who have been farming for generations with their backs to the loess. In recent years, the meager income earned by farming at home has been reluctant to give myself a college education. Now that he has graduated from college, he can't ask for money from his family as before, which adds a burden to his family. Suddenly, he looked up and saw the huge word "when" on his head, and had a brainwave.

Pawnshops in Hong Xin are located in the bustling downtown area, which is in sharp contrast with the shops with prosperous business around them. In the empty service hall, only one male pawnbroker was lying on the table, fast asleep.

"Excuse me, how much can this Yu Pei sell?" This is Fan Ji's third question. Seeing that the pawnbroker was indifferent, Fan Ji couldn't help raising his voice.

"Ah. . . . . "The pawnbroker opened his hairy eyes, stretched himself lazily and yawned, as if he was unhappy with Fan Ji's surprise and worry about his dream. He gave Fan Ji a white, "noisy. . . . . What are you arguing about? "

"Eldest brother, show me how much this Yu Pei can cost?" Fan Ji took off Yu Pei who had been wearing it for ten years with a smiling face, and some reluctantly handed it to the pawnbroker who was not much bigger than him.

This Yu Pei with a dragon pattern and a heavy ring was a birthday gift from Uncle Fan Ji, who is far away in Xinjiang, on his twelfth birthday. It is made of the best suet jade in Hetian jade (jade in water) and carved by carving technology. A dragon with a dragon ball in its mouth is lifelike, lifelike. The whole Yu Pei is smooth and delicate in texture, as white as jelly, with clear primary and secondary composition, tight inside and outside, proper lines, simplicity and fluency.

"One-stop Yu Pei, the price. . . . . One thousand yuan. " The pawnbroker shouted weakly in a long voice.