Chapter 164 “Jasmine” Foundation

Author: Apricot and Pear

Chapter 164 “Jasmine” Foundation

When Gu Weijing put down his brush, Uncle Alai was still staring at the sketch paper in trance.

Art works are a bridge to connect the hearts of lonely people.

Art and music classes have always been an integral part of rehabilitation therapy for children with autism.

Some psychiatrists also recommend that patients suffering from depression or bipolar disorder attend more art exhibitions and art exhibitions accompanied by their family members.

"Do you like this painting? Uncle."

Gu Weijing noticed the look in the gatekeeper's eyes.

"I like it very much. Now I begin to understand why some rich people are willing to spend huge sums of money on certain paintings. The emotional comfort brought by this kind of art cannot be bought with any amount of money."

Uncle Alai leaned forward slightly, twisted his eyebrows, and nodded his chin slightly, as if he was looking for something in this painting.

"This is the feeling, yes, this is the feeling..."

"I really like it."

He thought for a moment, opened the drawer under the table, and took out a large handful of colorful Burmese coins from a metal biscuit box with some paint peeling off.

The janitor counted the banknotes over and over with his missing little finger, counted out a handful of money, and handed it to Gu Weijing.

"Huh?" Gu Weijing was confused.

"No, don't I follow the rules for taking care of you, my little brother? You can buy a painting for 30,000 kyats, which is about fifteen dollars, or do you want me to give the money directly to the director of the orphanage?"

Uncle Alai asked back.

Gu Weijing smiled bitterly.

"Why, that's too little? If I were worth hundreds of millions like that boss Chen, I would be willing to sell a mountain of gold without blinking an eyelid for this painting. Unfortunately, I'm just a janitor at an orphanage, earning only a few thousand dollars.

Free money. I am very poor, and it has taken me a long time to save fifteen dollars."

The uncle smiled, his face even a little cunning.

"If you want more, you can take the money in the cookie box. But apart from these worthless kyats, I can't offer any other conditions in exchange for this painting, nor will I offer any other conditions in exchange for this painting.

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Uncle Alai's face has returned to calm.

He stared into Gu Weijing's eyes and said in a playful tone: "Why, Brother Gu, you don't really intend to make me work for you just to paint a picture, do you? Isn't this price too shady?

some?"

Gu Weijing continued to smile bitterly.

Uncle Alai was indeed touched and moved by this sketch of his, but it was only touched and moved.

This painting is indeed a masterpiece,

That a middle school student can draw such a work is not only a masterpiece, it is simply a miracle.

However,

If you hold the idea and draw three views,

With just one pen drawing, Uncle Alai, who has experienced all kinds of things in the world and has been tempered like a retired monk, has new ideas.

Thinking that people will bow to you as soon as the tiger's body shakes,

It's too whimsical and naive to make people laugh.

Gu Weijing didn't know if there were any paintings that could achieve such an effect.

But a pen and ink drawing that is a first-time professional painter's "feeling from the heart" will definitely not work. Even if it is a perfect feeling from the heart, it does not have such magic power.

He is not so arrogant and had no such intention from the beginning.

Gu Weijing has other trump cards.

He shook his head and handed the sketch paper to the gatekeeper: "Uncle Alai was joking. He didn't want you to pay from the beginning. This painting was originally intended to be given to you."

"Send it to me? Actually, I think it's better to collect money...that's all, if Brother Gu insists on not wanting money."

Uncle Alai thought for a moment and took the sketch paper respectfully with both hands.

Then he actually stood up, took a small step back, and bowed to Gu Weijing seriously.

The concierge is small, and the concierge is extremely tall. When he bows respectfully, he feels like a hill is pouring down on you, which is very oppressive.

"Thank you, Mr. Gu Weijing, I am very honored to have this work of yours, thank you."

Gu Weijing hesitated for a moment and did not move away.

He knew that if he didn't let Alai bow, they would not accept the painting anyway.

Gu Weijing understood what kind of mentality this was. He had also been so wary.

This is how I deal with my bald subordinates when they come to visit me after the Spring Festival.

After collecting the fruit plate, you must scatter a cigarette of equal value.

If you can give money, give money. If you can't give money, you should express your thanks respectfully and sincerely.

Then the two will not owe each other, and the two will not be involved.

Don't give anyone a chance to get involved.

Perhaps except for the little girl Jasmine, Uncle Alai had such a very distant attitude towards everyone including Gu Weijing, including this world that disappointed him.

Think about it.

Even if he didn't say it explicitly, the reason why the uncle took the trouble to find the missionary's "Preaching Diary" for him in the first place was clearly to reward Gu Weijing for being willing to play with little girl Jasmine.

Clearly distinguish, any friendship will be returned immediately,

I don’t want to owe anyone any favors, and I don’t want to be coerced by favors to do anything. I just want to live as a gatekeeper.

Gu Weijing looked at Uncle Alai's pitted face and sighed again and again.

How desperate must such a strong man be for this world? That he would construct such a hard shell in interpersonal interactions to protect himself tightly.

"I've finished my story. Brother Gu, you are always welcome to come here to drink tea or play with Jasmine. As for other things... I won't say too much to avoid making both of you look bad. I don't want to refuse coldly.

You, because Jasmine really likes you."

Uncle Alai waved his hand and wanted to see the guest off.

"Why don't you listen first, uncle? As my assistant, what can I give you?"

"Haha, Brother Gu, don't blame me for looking down on you. I once had a product worth 390 million US dollars, but it didn't make me tempted. I'm afraid you can't offer a higher salary."

Alai's tone was a bit sarcastic.

Gu Weijing seemed not to notice the indifference on Uncle Alai's face.

He said to himself: "Money, I actually don't have much money. I may only give you a monthly salary of about five hundred US dollars during this period, which does not include food and accommodation. You can buy or rent a second-hand car and ask me for reimbursement."

Pick me up from Dulwich College and bring me to the orphanage after school..."

The gatekeeper originally had a cold face and refused to let anyone stay away.

Hearing this guy's conditions actually made him happy.

"Master, at this price, instead of looking for an assistant, you might as well go to the job market to hire a driver or a maid." The gatekeeper curled his lips and complained.

$500,

Is this sending beggars away?

Although this salary is five times the per capita income of Myanmar, it also depends on the job.

Being a driver is a skilled job, which is considered a better way out for local young people with low academic qualifications. At least they can earn more than lifting poles for foreign tourists.

It is not difficult for motorcycle drivers in tourist areas to earn two to three hundred US dollars a month if they work hard. Five hundred US dollars a month does not include food and accommodation, and they have to find and rent a car by themselves. Even experienced drivers may not be willing to do it.

Uncle Alai doesn't care about money, and he doesn't care at all how much money the other party can pay.

But at a price of $500...who are you looking down on?

"Uncle, we all know that if we want to impress you, money is never the key issue. It's just the money that allows you to maintain your daily life."

Gu Weijing was not disappointed either, he just smiled.

Everyone has the desire in everyone’s heart,

No matter what you seek is fame, fortune, or self-realization, just like the classic line from "The Godfather," everyone has a price they can't refuse.

The problem is,

What's Uncle Alai's price tag?

Ever since Gu Weijing heard about Uncle Alai's former identity, he understood that it was simply impossible for such a talented person who lived in seclusion in an orphanage to hire someone as an assistant with a high salary.

Even if money can really make all the difference, the wealth that is enough to tip the scales in Uncle Alai's heart is far beyond what Gu Weijing can afford.
To be continued...