It was after 2 months when I met jia han again.me and my childhood friend came to Beijing to try to make something ourselves . However, one night in late autumn , she commit suicide after having one last phone call with me. She told me that her manager at the office used to touch her inappropriatly from time to time . She sometimes told me that when she was helpless and other times she was sad , I always consoled her and told her if she can't take it anymore she should change her job....... Who knew that she left without turning my words into reality.
I used to blame myself and wanted to know the truth. I used to go in and out of her company trying to find any witness or someone who knows anything. And the consequences of my rush that had no end that I had been fired from work. And there wasn't any company in my business field dared to employ me because my reputation was terrible and so bad.
I read at the newspaper that put in her contract with the employing company that sa is banned. After that, the girl for mocked by the company and no company interviewed with her for 3 months. I had read that before , I would have laughed on it with disapproval . But at this moment I felt a deep feeling.
It's hard for a woman to ask for help in a that men dominates over woman . However , I'm still ready to fight for the justice my friend deserves.
And to earn money , I had to do weird jobs . I had received some practicing for art in college and volunteered to be a tour guide in museums , so I decided to try my luck in art museums in Beijing to work as an art dealer .
I took a deep breath and entered ze Xiao's gallery in chinchandi shopping district .
After taking some notes , it appeared to me that only one person works here.
The gallery was decorated with chic light blue colors.
There was about twelve paintings hanged in a area about 200 meter square . U carefully looked around me, and there wasn't price tags on the paintings . I knew , that either the gallery owner was either arrogant or he plays some tricks to foul us , so I decided to try .
When I was in college I had that " perfect performance" in selling paintings that r worth 20 dollars for 2500 dollars , in a fake auction.
That type of paintings that didn't have a good price for me so I unleashed my talent. On top of that , I had to prosecute for my friend.
While I was thinking , jian han appeared right next to me without me noticing it. I felt a shadow under my right hand. So I lowered my head in a rush.
I was kinda surprised. this time he was wearing a black suit with modern black glasses on his face . I didn't know the reason but I felt that his aura definitely harmonies with this scene.
He looked like he knew art well .
If my impression of him in Zhao yang garden is that he was a man from the neighborhood , this moment he felt like a professional.
I decided to show off a little.
" What a considence sir , we met again!"
He smiled cutely.
" I'm here to see the paintings , you too?"
He nodded.
" Are you here to buy a painting ? May I tell you of my opinion of this painting?"
He looked at me with big interest, which pleased me alot , then I decided to talk.
" The style of this painting somehow mimics Monet's style....look at this line, and this composition , and the colors. But it still has its own characteristics, because of the Chinese landscapes, haha!"
I blow up without thinking , after I saw the small house in the painting it looked like Chinese wing. ( I don't understand this part too) At that moment , it was impossible for me to think that I had met a professional.
He looked at me with a faint smile then looked behind my back . And after a while , one of the employees gave me a booklet. It turned out this painting was a copy Monet's painting " the basin of Argenteuil".
This is so embarrassing. I had to go ~~~~ this was what I was thinking of, he gave me a piece of paper " you have good eyes, AtLeast you knew it was a painting of Monet's"
I took the paper with trembling hands . I stared at him calmly . Why did he write it and not say it to me? There is only one reason , he is deaf.
Suddenly, I felt startled. I didn't know what I should do about confronting him? At the same time, I had a weird idea in my mind , he actually didn't hear anything from what I said in the garden . There is no doubt he is a very trusted friend ....bah! I despised myself . I stopped my tarun of thoughts and stood up to say goodbye to him.
At that moment , he pulled my hand and out another piece of paper in it " I need an art sales representative, will you be willing to?"
And that's how I became a sales representative at xi Xiao gallery . Jia han gave me a very good precentage of commissions . I was happy I could work here .
Jia han wrote his name to me. I curled up my lips " but what's your last name?" I suddenly realized that he can't hear, so I was searching for a pen in my bag to write for him.
He shook his head pointing to his lips , then looked at me again. I thought abut then asked him . " Can you understand what I say from looking at me?"
He nodded , then shook his head.
" Toy can understand some only?"
He got out his thump to show his approval. Jia han looked like he doesn't want to stay in this topic alot.he only pointed on the gallery name " ze Xiao" on the booklet then clicked on it.
" Ze Xiao , ze Xiao....." I clicked on it " can your family name be sun ( or son) ?"
He showed his white teeth . There was approval more than happiness on his face. And after some time , he game me another piece of paper. " I love to have a smart employee."
