Three shots on the sun.

Since the door was closed and the guests were greeted these days, there were too few people outside who were asking for a disciple to talk. Only two or three left immediately surrounded Zhang Zi'an when he saw Zhang Zi'an coming out.

"Master Zhang, please accept me as your disciple! I have been waiting here for several days!"

"Master Zhang, I am willing to give you a teaching fee. Is it okay to have 100,000 yuan a year? 200,000 yuan? As long as you teach me the real skill of one-to-seven, no matter how much you want!"

Zhang Zian cleared his throat and said, "I'm sorry, the state has national laws and family rules. In order to avoid misleading people's children, my family rules stipulate that no disciples should be accepted before the age of 40. Besides, I am not the only one who can teach martial arts in this world. Please ask Gao Ming."

The people were unwilling to give up and asked again: "Master Zhang, are you perfunctory to us? Don't you already have two disciples?"

Zhang Zian clarified: "Who said that? Those two people are not my disciples at all, they are just working in my store. Don't get me wrong."

They looked at each other and thought to themselves who they were confused. They must be the so-called "registered disciples", that is, candidates for formal disciples.

"Master Zhang, do we also want to work?" they asked, "No money, it's useless for free."

Zhang Zian didn't want to get entangled with them anymore, and pointed to the store and said, "The store will not recruit workers for the time being, please come back." He waved his hand and ignored them anymore.

He was about to go back to the store when he saw Xiao Yan's Mercedes-Benz approaching from a distance, so he stood still.

Xiao Yan parked the car on the side of the road, and Zhang Zi'an noticed that there was a man with a ponytail sitting in the passenger seat...?

She and the man with the ponytail got out of the car, and Zhang Zi'an greeted him, repeatedly confirming whether this person was a man or a woman from the corner of his eyes.

The man with a ponytail has a thin figure, narrow shoulders, melancholy eyes, and fashionable clothes. He has several strings of Buddhist beads hanging around his wrists and neck. In one sentence, he is a complete artist style.

Xiao Yan introduced: "This is Guo Dongyue, the director of Haitian Home Furnishing Art Design. The decoration in my store is the one of their company. This is Zhang Zi'an, the owner of Qiyuan Pet Shop, I told you."

Zhang Zian had mentioned to Xiao Yan before that he wanted to take this opportunity to redecorate, but he had not considered how to decorate, what kind of decoration style to use, and which decoration company to hire. Unexpectedly, Xiao Yan was so efficient that he directly invited the people from the decoration company... and it seemed that the grade was quite high, which made him a little worried about how much it cost.

"Hello, I am Zhang Zi'an, the manager of this store." He took the initiative to shake hands.

"Guo Dongyue, winter in winter, mountain in mountains." The ponytail man did not shake hands, but just nodded coldly.

Zhang Zian withdrew his hand awkwardly, and Xiao Yan smiled slightly accustomedly.

"Ayan, what are you talking about is this store? This store is too small!" Guo Dongyue complained in front of Zhang Zi'an. He heard his tone, he was quite familiar with Xiao Yan.

"Ayue, stop talking nonsense, give me some face, go in and take a look first." Xiao Yan said.

She was two steps behind and whispered to Zhang Zian: "Don't care, he is just like that."

Zhang Zi'an can understand that people's tempers are different, especially those with more artist style, who often have different tempers than ordinary people.

Guo Dongyue turned around outside the store, looked up and down, and muttered something in a low voice. Then, he walked into the store, still looking up and down, left and right, and from time to time he reached out to pat the wall.

"He has a great ability to decorate and design. I heard that he came back from studying in the UK." Xiao Yan stood outside the store and said to Zhang Zi'an.

"No wonder." Zhang Zian expressed his understanding. He was a top turtle student who had drunk foreign ink.

Guo Dongyue walked out with no interest and kept complaining, "This shop is too small, similar to a pigeon nest, and it can't be used at all!" "You are humble again. Don't you often brag that you are best at 'make a temple in a snail shell'? Is it really bragging?" Xiao Yan joked. "Hey, you look down on me, right? Well, since you say that, I will really take this order." He said very dissatisfied.

"You are the store manager, aren't you?" he said to Zhang Zi'an.

Zhang Zi'an nodded.

"Say you have any requirements, but don't cause too much trouble for me!" Guo Dongyue said in a silence.

Zhang Zi'an couldn't continue to pretend to be mute. He said: "First, open a back door for the first floor of my store, this is the most important thing."

Xiao Yan interrupted in confusion: "Why?"

Zhang Zi'an couldn't say that it would be convenient for him to go to Greenland to practice martial arts in the future, but just said: "If something similar happens again in the future, if the other party has a large number of people, at least you can escape with a back door."

Xiao Yan nodded to express his understanding. After all, even if Zhang Zian is a great master of martial arts, if there are too many people on the other side, or with swords and guns, he can only temporarily retreat.

Zhang Zi'an continued: "The size of the back door is as big as a normal entrance door. I plan to install a standard security door. I don't open it normally, and open it when there is something wrong. As for the others... please come in and talk about it."

He led Xiao Yan and Guo Dongyue into the shop and went up to the second floor.

"The second floor doesn't need to be decorated, just open the wall between the living room and the second bedroom."

Guo Dongyue walked to the wall, patted the wall, and observed it.

Xiao Yan asked, "Is it a load-bearing wall?"

Guo Dongyue shook his head, "No, you can remove it, but I suggest not to remove it all, it is better to leave a part."

Zhang Zian said: "Yes, you can do this."

"Where are other rooms? Don't change it? I'll remind you. If you want to change, just say it in one breath. Don't wait until I'm half done before changing my mind." Guo Dongyue looked at the other side, which was Zhang Zi'an's parents' master bedroom and storage room, and the door was closed at this time.

Zhang Zian also had a headache.

Xiao Yan asked with some confusion: "What's wrong? Are there people living in that room?"

"That's not. It's my parents' bedroom. They have been kept as it is since they passed away. I haven't decided what to do about it yet." Zhang Zi'an told frankly.

"Uh..." Although Xiao Yan is a strong woman who is decisive and decisive, she cannot make any decisions for Zhang Zi'an at this time.

"Ah, I can't tell you are quite filial!" Guo Dongyue looked at Zhang Zi'an for the first time since he came here.

"Forget it, it's just a special offer for you. You should think about it slowly first." Guo Dongyue returned to the downstairs lightly and looked at the layout of the first floor again.

"What is this for?" he asked, pointing to the bathroom.

"I'm taking a bath for the pet." Xiao Yan answered for Zhang Zi'an.

"Oh, then this reserved?"

"Keep." Zhang Zi'an said.

Guo Dongyue touched his chin and hummed a few times, as if he was thinking about something.
Chapter completed!