Chapter 92: To help or not to help, this is a technical job
“No no no… That’s not how you work, kid.”
This time, Xiang Nuan decisively rejected Nuan Bao.
"Why? Did you just help her draw?"
"Your mother is the best teacher on this issue. Has she ever told you the difference between the three words 'teach', 'help' and 'replace'?"
Nuan Bao shook his head and looked down at the painting in his hand, not understanding what was different this time. Was the magic failing? Could it only be used once?
She looked at Xiang Nuan tentatively, but she still shook her head firmly.
[I was about to get mad, but after thinking it over, I felt that she was right. ]
[Damn it, I know she is right, but I still want to beat her up, what should I do? ]
[I hate people who think they are right and have principles the most. They are cold, selfish and heartless.]
[I support her. I am just that kind of person. There is a new girl in our company who often pushes her work to others under the pretext that she is new and not used to it, does not understand it, and is not familiar with it. I told her that if she can't do it, get out. No one should pamper anyone! ]
[Those who are still blaming Hani should come out and take a walk. They are both not helping others. What is the difference?! ]
If Xiang Nuan were to be ranked second among "fire-shooters", no one would dare to be ranked first.
Nuan Bao returned to Chen Jiayu listlessly with the painting. When Nuan Bao decided to help Mo Huaer, she found a place to rest in the tea shop next door, just like Xiang Nuan did before - watching from a distance.
"What should I do?" Nuan Bao held the painting in front of her mother: "If you were painted like this, what would you do?"
The impact of the picture came so suddenly that Chen Jiayu couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Return the money, leave, or even claim compensation."
I knew it was like this, Nuan Bao's little head drooped down. She had never encountered such a helpless moment, baby can't do it!
"Nuanbao! Is the painting ready? The customers are waiting for it!"
Across the path, Mo Huaer's life-threatening call could be heard.
Nuan Bao sighed heavily: "I seem to understand the difference between the three words 'teach', 'help' and 'replace' that Auntie Xiang Nuan said."
"Oh, is that what she said?" Chen Jiayu became interested: "Then what's the difference?"
"Ah - I'm helping you, not doing it for you!" Nuanbao pouted, looked at the painting in his hand, and went to "report" angrily.
He has some skills. It would be a pity if Xiang Nuan didn't work in HR. Chen Jiayu looked at Nuan Bao's angry and dejected back and smiled meaningfully.
"Why?!" Mo Huaer looked at the "returned" painting and couldn't believe it was true.
"This is your job, you can't expect others to do it for you."
Nuanbao looked at Mo Huaer seriously.
"You promised to help me, so you must do what you promised."
Mo Huaer tilted her neck and widened her eyes. She was right.
"Yes, I'm helping you. In the end, you'll still have to do it, but now the work has become someone else's. Aunt Xiang Nuan is right. This is not how work is done."
Humph! Mo Huaer stamped her feet, her face puffed up with anger. She snatched the painting back and looked at the "sample" Xiang Nuan drew for her and became self-reliant.
Nuanbao's face sank with grievance, his little mouth became flatter and flatter, and he simply squatted on the ground without moving.
"What's wrong, you two?"
Mo Jianing noticed something was wrong and ran over, but the two little guys didn't say anything and were both angry.
"Can you draw it? If not, don't waste my time."
The guests were also a little angry. It seemed that their precious time for sightseeing was being wasted. They would have been better off eating some delicious food instead.
"Do you think this will work?"
Mo Huaer showed him the painting.
"That won't do. I came here for this kind of effect. You are clearly trying to fool me." The customer would have been fine if he hadn't looked at the painting, but once he did, he simply stiffened his neck.
"Don't worry, this is also the first time my sister is learning to draw for others. I'm sorry for taking up your time."
The guest's anger was somewhat suppressed by the three aggrieved girls, but his dissatisfaction was still obvious.
"Never mind, your singing is still very good."
The guest shook his hand and turned his face away, and the three of them fell into the dilemma of staring at each other again.
"How much of our mission is left to complete?" Mo Jianing asked.
Mo Huaer reached into the money tube and rummaged around for a long time before pulling out two crumpled banknotes.
"Including the QR code payment, we..." She pinched her little finger and calculated like a celestial being: "We still need three more people, 60 yuan."
The two sisters sighed at the same time, looked at the people coming and going, and held up their cheeks.
[As expected of sisters, their expressions and movements are synchronized. 】
[I originally felt sympathy for Mo Huaer, but after seeing those paintings...I just couldn't do it.]
[If you don’t have some talent and skills, you really can’t do painting. After all, it costs real money, and tourists can’t just waste their money. ]
[The direction was wrong from the beginning. People can't choose the job they like, but at least they should choose a job they are good at, or at least they should be competent. Fortunately, there is no boss. If he met an employee who couldn't do the job at all, he would be at a loss. 】
[The program team has good intentions, to let everyone experience the difficulty of work, but they also need to consider everyone's overall situation. A four or five-year-old child should be reading fairy tales, but you insist on letting him watch a horror movie. Is this good? ]
"Come on, it's just painting!" Mo Huaer stood up and started to pack up her painting tools.
"Where are you going?!" Nuanbao asked anxiously.
"Set up the stall somewhere else."
She "left the stall" carrying her art folder, dragging her paint box and a small stool.
"Mo Huaer, we will truly lose if you give up." Mo Jianing also became nervous.
"Who wants to give up?!" Mo Huaer glared. She wanted to pinch her waist, but both her hands were occupied, so she could only stand like a compass.
"Do you need help?!"
It turns out that the little lion can roar like a lion in Hedong. Nuan Bao and Mo Jianing looked at each other and quickly followed.
Jiang Ranran was putting on makeup in an orderly manner. The two boys' makeup was relatively simple, mainly with clothes and hairstyles. But the two mothers' makeup was relatively complicated.
Xiang Nuan was listening to the makeup artist explaining the characteristics of Tang Dynasty makeup to Lisa when she heard a loud noise and a group of people rushed to the door.
The first one to rush forward was Mo Huaer. She was panting, staring at Xiang Nuan with her big eyes. Without waiting for anyone to react to what was going on, she dumped all her stuff on the ground.
Nuanbao and Mo Jianing were following closely behind. They ran so fast and had such great inertia that they almost couldn't stop and knocked down Mo Huaer.
Xiang Nuan shrugged and watched the scene in confusion.
Mo Jianing also shrugged and gave an awkward smile. She pointed at Mo Huaer, implying that this was the mastermind.
"Have you completed your task?" Ranran pushed the makeup artist away and jumped in front of Mo Huaer with half-finished makeup.
Mo Huaer looked at him, then glanced around the room, raised her head and asked, "Are you doing Andy's task for him?"
"Of course not. I am his supporting guest. He has to complete his own tasks."
Mo Huaer bit her lip and nodded, then suddenly tilted her head: "Are you also a guest supporter? Aunt Xiang Nuan?"
"Yes, Ranran and I are in the same group."
Xiang Nuan forced a smile, already anticipating what this little girl was going to do.
"Can you also be my supporting guest?"
“I’ve already helped.”
“Not enough.”
Mo Huaer said this and opened her stall again on the spot.
"Nuanbao said I have to do my job by myself. I do it myself, but I don't know how. Can you watch me and teach me?"
My God, this is not a request for help at all, it's like I won't stop until you teach me.
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