Chapter 10 The Arrogant Curator
early morning.
The brilliance of the morning glow shines in the museum, reflecting the splendor of the empty hall.
The various specimens and character models that were still alive in the museum not long ago are all standing motionless in their respective display windows.
All the rubbish and debris on the ground have been cleaned up, giving people a completely new look.
Almost all floors of the entire museum were silent except for.
“E=mc2”
"Einstein!"
"answer!"
"YES!"
"Comedian, the classic line is: If I never see you again, I wish you good morning, good afternoon and good night."
"Jim Carrey!"
"answer!"
Lango made a proud face at Teddy, and then continued to look at Megan who asked the question.
"The greatest No. 23 jersey in NBA history."
"Michael Jordan!!! Oh wow!"
After answering the last question, Lango jumped up from his chair excitedly, opened his arms and looked at Teddy and said, "All 12 questions are answered correctly! I am the god of word guessing games. If you lose, Teddy, wait." Just wash my socks for a month!”
"Fake!" Teddy muttered and said aggrievedly: "This is not fair at all. Why are all the people answering questions like Jim Carrey Jordan, but I have to answer Zhou Shuren?"
"Hey? Be respectful, buddy," Lange said seriously: "That's a great Eastern writer!"
"OK"
Just when Teddy was dejected, Megan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "You answered the last question wrong, Lango. My vocabulary shows that the greatest No. 23 jersey is LeBron James."
"Waterfa? LeBron?"
Lango shook his head in astonishment and said: "It's absolutely impossible to be him, great? He didn't even lead the team to win the championship alone!"
"Yes," even Teddy, who lost, agreed: "He is very strong, but he is definitely not great. I mean come on, he is not even as good as Kobe!"
"The guy who designed Meghan must be a LeBron fan," Lango said unhappily: "Damn designer, he mixed in too many private goods!"
After being screwed by Megan, Lango lost interest in playing anymore, and started discussing the topic of Kobe and LeBron 1V1 with Teddy.
Time passed by, and not long after, the revolving door of the museum was pushed open.
The exquisitely dressed and well-groomed curator walked in with style, holding a gentleman's stick.
"Well, well, well"
He first looked around carefully, and then asked loudly to Lango and others at the service desk: "How are you, gentlemen? Did you sleep well last night?"
Lango stood up from the chair with a smile and replied: "The curator was joking, Teddy and I stayed there all night. Not to mention dozing off, we didn't even go to the toilet a few times."
"I hope so."
The curator shrugged noncommittally and walked to the service desk. After looking at Lango for a few times, there was a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.
Originally, the security uniform that would have been somewhat loose when worn by others turned into a tight-fitting version for Lango, who has a strong body, outlining his perfect muscle lines.
Coupled with that handsome yet tough face, this guy is simply the perfect spokesperson for the museum!
And all this only cost him twenty dollars an hour, and he didn’t even have expensive dental insurance! The curator, who felt he had made a lot of money, patted Lango's shoulder encouragingly, nodded friendly to Teddy, and then walked straight to his office.
But when passing by Megan, he was stunned.
"What is going on?" The curator asked dissatisfiedly: "Isn't it stated in the security regulations that no unrelated persons are allowed to enter the museum after closing?"
Lango explained to him according to the previously designed routine: "Mr. Curator, you misunderstood. This is my sister. She just came over this morning to bring me breakfast."
"Breakfast?" The curator frowned in confusion, "Such a young girl brings you breakfast before dawn?"
"Yes, she has always been very sensible." Lange nodded seriously.
"OK"
The curator glanced doubtfully at Megan, who lowered her head and said nothing. Fortunately, it was a little girl and not an adult woman, otherwise he would really have to doubt what Lango was doing last night.
When he was about to leave, Lange suddenly sped up and walked up to him, and then said with some embarrassment: "Mr. Curator, there is actually one more thing I want to tell you."
"If it's a salary increase, then I advise you to stop talking."
The curator leaned on crutches and said dissatisfiedly: "Twenty US dollars an hour is definitely not low. If you don't believe it, you can go and look elsewhere. The normal security guard salary is only thirteen US dollars an hour! And you only got a raise one day after joining the job." Don’t you think it’s a bit excessive?”
"ah?"
Lange raised his eyebrows, then shook his head and said: "Believe me, I am very satisfied with the salary. What I want to tell you is not this, but"
Then he raised his finger and pointed at a group of debris in the corner, which Megan had been busy cleaning up all night.
"Waterhale???"
The curator's face turned bright when he heard that it was not a salary increase. When he saw it, he became furious and said: "I invited you here to guard the museum. Look what you did!"
Originally holding a gentleman's stick and showing off his style, he strode directly to the ruins. When he saw the piles of model remains, he became even more angry and said: "These are all handmade, and each one is worth thousands of dollars." ! What did you do to them?"
"I'm really sorry, curator," Lange explained sincerely: "I was just curious about how these models felt, so I opened the window and took a look, but accidentally..."
"But don't worry," he said solemnly: "I will compensate you for this money. Just give me a figure. No matter how much it is, I will definitely compensate you according to the price."
After hearing this, the curator glared at him angrily and was about to say a number.
But when he looked over Lango's shoulder and saw the little girl at the service desk, the amount of compensation he was about to say suddenly stuck in his mouth.
The outfit this kid borrowed during the interview probably cost a lot of money. Now in order to save money, he even asked his sister to deliver food to him before dawn. If he asked him to lose money again
This family was originally Wouldn’t it be even worse for families who are not wealthy?
The curator, who was thinking a lot, took a deep breath, looked at Lango with a sincere expression in front of him, glared hard and turned around to leave.
As he walked, he shouted: "Save some money to support your sister's education! I will deduct these losses from the loss fund. Also, go back from get off work quickly. I really don't want to see you again today!"
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Looking at his back, Lango, who was about to take out his checkbook, scratched his head blankly.
Why do these people think they are paupers?
Shrugging toward Teddy and Megan behind him, Lango unbuttoned the top button of his collar, moved his neck a few times and then relaxed: "Let's go! Go home from get off work!”
A few minutes later, looking at the already bright sky outside, Lange couldn't help but smile.
Time to explore the haunted house we just bought yesterday!
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(End of this chapter)