Chapter one hundred and eighty piles of antique furniture
"Brother Xiao Zhang, can you still get pork?" Yang Shankui asked with surprise on his face.
"Brother Yang, have you forgotten what I do? From now on, if you need anything, Brother Yang, just come to me directly!" Zhang Junping said with a chuckle.
"You are, alas! I really forgot about it!
This is also your fault, because you are so good at calligraphy and painting, I regard you as a professional calligrapher and painter.
I forgot that you are the chief of the Procurement Section of the Materials Bureau." Yang Shankui finally came to his senses, slapped his thigh and said with a smile.
"Brother Yang, I'm not bragging with you. I have a little bit of face. If you need anything in the future, just tell me.
I promise to get it for you." Zhang Junping promised, patting his chest.
Zhang Junping's blows made the honest Yang Shankui stunned.
Zhang Junping didn't leave at noon, so he ate in the canteen of the woodworking factory.
Although the workers have not seen meat for a long time, it does not mean that the leaders cannot eat meat either.
At noon, Yang Shankui arranged quite a sumptuous meal.
One stewed pork ribs with yam, one stir-fried pork with bean sprouts, one spicy and sour potato shreds, and one vinegared cabbage.
Four dishes, two meat and two vegetarian, which is already a very good standard.
Of course, it cannot be compared with large state-owned factories like steel rolling mills.
They are truly wealthy.
After a few glasses of wine, Zhang Junping revealed his plan.
"Brother Yang, I also have a Baylor Mansion over there. I plan to turn Baylor Mansion into a private venue for friends to gather.
I see that our woodware factory has a lot of ancient furniture from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, do you think you can sell me some of it?"
"What are you talking about? I'm giving it to you! How much do you want? You can find a car to drive it yourself!" Yang Shankui said with a generous wave of his hand.
"This is not suitable, I can't ask for it in vain!"
"Brother, listen to me, those furniture were all confiscated back then.
In the end, there was no place to deal with it, so they were all given to us.
So what if I give you the ill-gotten gains?" When Yang Shankui said this, his face was gloomy.
In fact, isn't he a victim?
However, Yang Shankui was smarter. When there was some trouble, he decisively donated the shares of the woodware factory to the country.
This saved him from suffering and kept his position as factory director.
"Okay! I won't be polite to you.
Later, I will send some more pork, beef and mutton to our woodwork factory. In addition, I will write you a note so that you can go to Hongxing Farm regularly in the future and buy a batch of eggs." Zhang Junping did not continue to decline, but just smiled and made a promise.
After lunch, Zhang Junping led five old carpenters and pulled a cart of Hainan Huanghuali boards to Dashilar.
According to Zhang Junping's request, all the doors and windows in the courtyard were replaced with Hainan Huanghuali.
Anyway, I just got enough ingredients, so I don’t have to worry about running out of ingredients and not being able to work on it.
"Master Ma, take this stick of cigarettes and smoke it." When they arrived at Dashilan, Zhang Junping did not rush to tell them how to work. He first took out a peony and handed it to the leader, Master Ma.
"Well, Chief Zhang, you are too polite! This cigarette is so good that we can't get used to it, so you should keep it and smoke it." Master Ma said a little cautiously.
"Master Ma, you share this cigarette. If you don't smoke it yourself, you can take it home and entertain guests." Zhang Junping said, glancing at the cigarettes Master Ma and the others were smoking.
Master Ma and the others smoked dry pipes, which were tied around their waists.
If you want to smoke, take it out, fill it with tobacco, light it and take a few puffs.
"Master Ma, I see that you all smoke pipes. It just so happens that I brought back some tobacco leaves from the Northeast some time ago.
I'll bring you some tomorrow and you can try it."
"Chief Zhang, you are too polite!" Master Ma was still a little embarrassed, but he smiled happily.
He felt respect for artists from Zhang Junping.
"Master Ma, please measure the dimensions of the window and door first. I will arrange to send some pork to your factory. Bayi Chinese Website
Your Factory Director Yang said you haven’t seen any meat in a long time.”
"Chief Zhang, you are busy with your business! Don't worry about us!"
"That won't work. I'll treat you to dinner tonight. It's a start-of-work banquet!" Zhang Junping said with a smile.
After leaving the courtyard, Zhang Junping rode his bicycle to the warehouse outside Guang'an Gate.
Just in time, it's time to restock Scarface.
With a wave of his hand, a pile of various wild goods filled the warehouse by two-thirds.
Then, he took out several hundred kilograms of pork.
More than 10,000 kilograms of beef.
These beefs were originally purchased at the bird market for zero yuan.
These are double-headed eagle beef imported from Africa.
After removing the outer packaging of the beef, there is no difference at all.
It was just a psychological effect and a guilty conscience. Zhang Junping did not dare to show it when he was in Xuecheng.
This time, it will be used to subsidize the Chinese people.
After locking the door, Zhang Junping rode to Caishikou Pigeon Market again.
"Master Zhang, you are here!" Scarface let Zhang Junping into the house.
"How are the preparations at Old Yangtou in Dashan?"
"In the past two days, Xiaoman has been accompanying Lao Yangtou everywhere to find people. Currently, more than 20 people have been selected.
Old Yangtou is still looking."
"Well! You tell Xiaoman to learn from Lao Yangtou. Lao Yangtou is a man of real ability."
"I know Master Zhang, I'll explain it to Xiao Man later."
"Dashan, this is a good opportunity.
Win over old Yangtou and the people he found.
In addition, some down-to-earth people will be arranged to study hard with Lao Yangtou and the others.
Next year, we will set up a construction company."
"Can a company be established in China?" Scarface looked at Zhang Junping carefully and asked.
"Look for an opportunity later, I will get you a Hong Kong household registration, go to Hong Kong for a while, and when you come back, you will be a Hong Kong businessman.
There is no problem in setting up a company," Zhang Junping said with a smile.
"Master Zhang, are you going to send me to Xiangjiang?" Scarface looked at Zhang Junping with surprise on his face.
"Well, it's not possible now, let's wait until next year! Next year I will find a chance to go to Xiangjiang and get this matter sorted out."
"Thank you, Mr. Zhang. I will go through fire and water for Mr. Zhang without any hesitation. If I violate this oath, I will be hacked to death, my wife will run away with someone else, and the children will belong to others." Scarface raised his hand and swore. .
"Okay, what nonsense are you talking about!" Zhang Junping pulled Scarface up and cursed with a smile.
"By the way, another batch of goods has arrived in the warehouse.
There are mountain products and a lot of beef. You can watch and deal with it.
Arrange for someone to send several thousand kilograms of mountain goods and several hundred kilograms of pork to the woodwork factory."
"Okay! I will arrange for someone to deliver it to the wood factory." Scarface agreed happily.
Another batch of mountain goods came, which meant that he could make a lot of money again.
"Do it well! You will never regret it." After Zhang Junping finished speaking, he patted Scarface on the shoulder, then stood up and left.
Back at Dashilan, Lao Wang had already brought the materials for the renovation of the courtyard.
"Old Wang, don't leave!
I’ll treat everyone to a meal later, which will be considered a work-opening banquet.”
"Thank you, Section Chief Zhang, then I won't be polite to you!" Lao Wang agreed readily.
"You're welcome! Speaking beautifully is better than anything else." Zhang Junping said with a smile.
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"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Zhenmo Division.
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