Seeing Scarface leaving with calligraphy and painting, Xing Xuejun couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
Xing Xuejun is a calligraphy and painting lover and is very obsessed with calligraphy and painting. It would be good to appreciate such works for a while longer.
Xing Xuejun sighed, stood up, came to his desk, picked up the phone and pressed it, "Xiao Li, please notify Wang Changmin of the Textile Industry Bureau and ask him to bring the leaders of the Kesi Weaving Factory."
"Yes!" Secretary Xiao Li agreed.
Zhang Junping didn't know what happened in Suzhou, he believed that Scarface could do a good job.
I just made a phone call and asked him to send Ding Zhaoxiang back because he had something to arrange.
After arranging this matter, Zhang Junping thought about it for a moment, then picked up the phone and called Director Wang of BJ Automobile Manufacturing Factory.
"Hello, I am Zhang Junping from the art company. Please call Director Wang!" Zhang Junping introduced himself and said politely.
The person who answered the phone was the secretary. He was stunned for a while before he remembered who Zhang Junping was.
Not daring to be negligent, he said politely: "Hello, Manager Zhang, please wait a moment! I'll see if Factory Director Wang is available."
When receiving the Volkswagen business delegation, Factory Director Wang’s secretary also participated in the entire process.
Naturally, we know who Zhang Junping is, and we also know how big a role Zhang Junping played in the entire inspection process.
Not only did the European Department of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs want people, but even Factory Director Wang wanted to transfer Zhang Junping to the automobile factory more than once and serve as deputy minister of the purchasing department.
That's a cadre at the deputy department level.
Unfortunately, the city government refused to release him.
Zhang Junping waited for a minute, and then the voice of Factory Director Wang came over the phone: "Haha...ha! Xiao Zhang, have you figured it out? Are you willing to work in the automobile factory?
My promise is still valid. The deputy director of the Procurement Department is yours! When Minister Liu retires, you will take over Minister Liu's position.
Or, you can go to other departments if you want! I think you know a lot about the automotive industry, so you can also go to the R&D department."
Factory Director Wang didn't give Zhang Junping a chance to speak at all, and just kept talking in a long and loud manner.
"Thank you to my boss for showing great importance to me. I am doing well now and have no thoughts of changing my job.
If you have any ideas in the future, I will definitely trouble you, Director Wang." Zhang Junping said politely.
"Tell me, what is the business of an art company?
The automobile industry is the career of men of my generation!" Director Wang said regretfully.
"Director Wang is really sorry. The city has also placed great expectations on the art company.
I don't want to give up halfway." Zhang Junping could only apologize.
"Forget it! Do you have anything to do with me?" Director Wang also knew not to force anything, so he asked directly.
"Director Wang, I told you before that I want to buy four BJ jeeps." Zhang Junping said his request with a smile.
In fact, Zhang Junping wanted to buy a Jinggangshan car.
The Jinggangshan brand car is China's first truly self-produced car.
The Jinggangshan brand sedan is 4100 mm long, 1560 mm wide and 1450 mm high. The engine is a four-cylinder horizontally opposed air-cooled engine with a displacement of 1.192 liters, a rated power of 36 horsepower and a maximum speed of 110 kilometers per hour. It is purely handmade.
The Jinggangshan brand sedan participated in the National Day Parade in 1958. Unfortunately, due to poor quality, only more than 150 units were produced and production was discontinued.
Therefore, Jinggangshan brand cars are very collectible.
"Okay! I promised you this, and I will arrange for someone to send it to you." Director Wang said cheerfully.
At the celebration banquet, Zhang Junping once took the opportunity to make an offer to Factory Director Wang about purchasing a BJ Jeep.
But later, because Zhang Junping was busy and the art company did not have access to a car for the time being, he never approached Director Wang to buy a car.
We are going to hold a symposium now, and how can we do it without a few cars to support the facade?
There are many cars in Zhang Junping's space, including jeeps and sedans, but unfortunately they cannot be used.
We can only ask Factory Director Wang to fulfill his promise.
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Junping rubbed his forehead, leaned on the chair and closed his eyes to rest.
"Master, are you tired? Let me give you a squeeze. My dad likes it best when I squeeze his shoulders." Li Wenjuan obediently stood behind Zhang Junping and squeezed his shoulders.
"Um!
Otherwise, it’s better to have a daughter, because a daughter is daddy’s little cotton-padded jacket.” Zhang Junping said with a smile.
"My dad said the same! At home, my dad likes me the most!" Li Wenjuan said proudly.
"You are so well-behaved and sensible, of course I like you!" Zhang Junping said with a smile.
Li Wenjuan is really sensible and discerning, and her sweet talk makes people happy.
There is no father who would not like such a daughter.
The master and apprentice had a conversation, and Xia Guoxiang came back with two large packages of invitations.
"Master, this is the best invitation letter in Dashilar!" Xia Guoxiang said as he put the bag on the coffee table.
"Well!" Zhang Junping opened the bag, took out an invitation letter, glanced at it, and then looked at Xia Guoxiang.
Good boy, I am really willing to buy it.
This invitation, coupled with his calligraphy, can be collected as a work of art.
"Not bad!" Zhang Junping smiled and nodded.
These invitations are all made of small-leaf red sandalwood chipped into wood chips, and the patterns on them are also hand-carved.
Such an invitation is a work of art in itself.
"Have you cleaned up their warehouse?" Zhang Junping asked with a smile.
"Master, how do you know that I found it from their warehouse?"
"These things are all from before the Republic of China.
After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the Liang family's famous invitations were nationalized, so they would no longer use the precious red sandalwood for famous invitations and invitations," Zhang Junping said with a smile.
BJ people in the Manchu and Qing Dynasties were very particular.
Just such a famous post, there are all kinds of tricks.
There are name cards made of ordinary paper, as well as name cards made of small-leaf rosewood, golden nanmu, Hainan huanghuali, gold foil and silver leaves.
Name cards are similar to business cards in later generations, but they are divided into several types.
For example, in TV dramas, especially Manchu and Qing TV dramas, there is often a scene like this: Go, take my film, go to the Yamen and tell me to release He San.
Also, when you want to visit someone, you always write a greeting note first, agree on a certain day, month, year, and time to visit at their house, and then arrange for someone to deliver it to the other person's house or give it to the housekeeper yourself.
And then there’s the invitation in front of me.
Zhang Junping took the invitation and walked to the desk and started writing the invitation.
Li Wenjuan started to study ink very discerningly.
Xia Guoxiang took the remaining invitations to the workroom and put them aside for easy access.
When writing an invitation letter, naturally you cannot use running script, cursive script or official seal script.
It must be written in regular script to show solemnity.
Zhang Jun's parallel regular script and official seal script are all alive.
Pick up a small brush and start writing the invitation letter according to the list.
After Zhang Junping finished writing one piece, Xia Guoxiang immediately took it away and put it aside. Li Wenjuan handed him a new one.
The three masters and apprentices cooperated tacitly and wrote more than 200 invitations in less than a day.
After finishing writing, Zhang Junping put down his brush, took the wet towel prepared by Li Wenjuan, and wiped his hands.
"Xiangzi, go and ask some interns to send these invitations to the addresses on the list.
There is no need to send the copies from Xiangjiang.
In addition, you and Juanzi from BJ will work separately and deliver it to them personally." Zhang Junping explained.
"You ask Lu Guozhong to get the keys, and each of you drives a jeep to deliver them." Zhang Junping added.
Li Wenjuan and Xia Guoxiang learned to drive from Niu Qingkui when they were in Northeast China.
When I was in the Materials Bureau, I often went to the small bus class and followed the taxi.
Even though I don’t have a driver’s license, I know how to drive.
"I know, Master!" Li Wenjuan and Xia Guoxiang happily agreed when they were asked to drive, and they couldn't wait to set off to send the invitations now.
But I also know it’s unrealistic. It’s already past three o’clock in the afternoon.
The two people took the invitation letter and left the office to find someone to help them mail the letter.
It would take the two of them just two of them to write so many letters, so they had to find a few people to share the task.
This is also Zhang Junping's training for them.
The biggest difference between studying with Master and school is that you will not be asked to sit in the classroom and teach in a rigid manner, but you will be taught subtly in your life and work.
When Zhang Junping wrote the invitation letter, he left it to them to deliver the invitation letter. This was an invisible teaching and exercise.
How much they can learn depends entirely on their understanding.
Zheng Dongmei acted quickly, and Pan Meng rushed to the art company to report on the third day after Zhang Junping made the call.
"Report to squad leader, Pan Meng reports to you!" Pan Meng stood in front of Zhang Junping, saluted and shouted loudly.
"Okay, this is not in the army, why are you shouting so loudly?" Zhang Junping smiled and stepped forward to hug Pan Meng.
Pan Meng also came to attend his wedding. Among the comrades around BJ, Pan Meng's workplace was the worst, so when there was an opportunity, he naturally followed him first.
"You go through the entry formalities first, and then you get your younger siblings and children over after you settle in." Zhang Junping asked Pan Meng to sit on the sofa and said to him with a smile.
"I listen to the squad leader!" Pan Meng grinned.
Zhang Junping picked up the phone, called Zheng Dongmei, and called her to the office.
"This is Zheng Dongmei, the chief of the personnel section, and this is Pan Meng, our new security section chief, who is also a soldier I brought out." Zhang Junping introduced the two of them with a smile.
"Hello, Chief Zheng!"
"Hello, Section Chief Pan! Welcome to join the art company!" Zheng Dongmei smiled and stretched out her hand to shake Pan Meng's hand.
"Manager, there must be nothing wrong with the soldiers you brought out. Now the safety of our art company is guaranteed." After greeting Pan Meng, Zheng Dongmei said to Zhang Junping with a smile.
"Haha! Chief Zheng, feel free to use the soldiers I brought out!" Zhang Junping said with an immodest smile.
Pan Meng was also a PLA soldier who had been on the battlefield and held human lives in his hands.
There is no problem in being the head of the security department in an art company.
"Chief Zheng, please take Pan Meng to go through the entry procedures first.
Then we will go together to select the security personnel of the security department." Zhang Junping told Zheng Dongmei after chatting for a while.
"Okay, the street just happened to call me and asked when they could arrange for someone to come over for an interview." Zheng Dongmei smoothed her hair and smiled.
“Then let’s do it today!
After the people from the security department arrive, I can arrange for Lao Lu to tear down the wall.
We are an art company and we are open for business, so it is really awkward to have such a wall." Zhang Junping said with a smile.
When Zhang Junping came to work in Nanxincang on his first day, he had objections to the fence and iron gate.
Just considering that Nan Xincang stores so many precious calligraphy and paintings, and the current social environment is a bit chaotic, and worried that it would be unsafe to demolish the wall, we did not request the demolition.
Now that the security department has been improved, it is natural to tear down the wall as soon as possible.
Not only that, Zhang Junping also plans to green the surrounding area and plant some ornamental flowers, plants and trees. He will plant flowers, plants and trees in all the available space on the periphery before occupying it.
"Okay! I will recruit all the people in the security department as soon as possible!"
“When recruiting, priority will be given to veterans who are disabled but can complete patrol duties.
If there are not enough, we will choose from those veterans with sound limbs." Just as Zheng Dongmei was about to leave, Zhang Junping stopped her and explained.
"I understand, manager! You are a good person!" Zheng Dongmei naturally knew Zhang Junping's intentions and respected Zhang Junping even more.
"Haha! You are the second person to say that I am a good person!" Zhang Junping laughed.
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Zheng Dongmei acted very quickly and filled up all the places in the security section that day. There were twenty-seven people in total, six of whom were veterans with disabilities, and the remaining nineteen were all with sound limbs.
The twenty-four people are divided into three classes, with eight people in each class and one class leader.
Responsible for the security of the entire Nanxincang.
The three extra people were specially requested by Zhang Junping and are the drivers responsible for driving.
One is given to Wu Xinping to be his full-time driver, and the other two are given to the office. Anyone who wants to use the car can apply to the office.
Zhang Junping's own car does not require a driver, he drives it himself.
After the personnel arrived at their posts, Zhang Junping directly called Lu Guozhong to the office and said, "Lao Lu, find someone to tear down all the walls around Nan Xincang, and don't even need the gate.
Also, find someone to plant all these places with flowers, plants and trees."
Zhang Junping took out a piece of paper, and the floor plan of Nan Xincang was drawn on it. Zhang Junping arranged for Xia Guoxiang to draw it.
Zhang Junping circled the paper and said to Lu Guozhong: "Put a few stone paths here and plant flowers, plants and trees in the rest. You can decide on the varieties.
It's best to use low shrubs, as too tall trees will block our office."
Zhang Junping really couldn't decide what kind of flowers, plants and trees to plant. This was not the future. Just make a phone call and there would be countless nursery stock companies vying to supply the goods.
In this day and age, it is not easy to buy suitable seedlings.
After explaining Lu Guozhong, Zhang Junping called Xia Guoxiang over again.
"Xiangzi, go to Baylor Mansion in Shichahai and pick up Lao Yangtou."
"Okay Master!" Xia Guoxiang took Zhang Junping's car keys and turned to leave.
Zhang Junping sighed, everything was just casual errands, but without him asking, others would not dare to take the initiative to do such casual errands.
While Xia Guoxiang went to pick up someone, Zhang Junping wrote another big calligraphy to calm his mind.
Writing can make people calm. Zhang Junping now likes writing. Whenever he has time, he will write a few strokes every day.
Therefore, Zhang Junping also became a contracted artist for an art company.
He is also the highest level nine signed artist, enjoying the highest level of 19%.
There are four levels of sharing for contracted artists. The lowest one is naturally 50/50. This is the ratio for signed artists from level 1 to level 5. Regardless of the high level of sharing in this part, in fact, art companies really don’t make much money.
Sixth-level contracted artists are awarded 64%, seventh-level artists are awarded 73%, eighth-level artists are awarded 82%, and ninth-level artists are awarded 91%.
Regardless of the gradual reduction in the share of profits, art companies really make money by relying on this group of artists.
Zhang Junping did not do anything false to avoid suspicion. As a manager, he cannot sign such a high-level sharing contract.
Just kidding, I've reached my level, why can't I sign for the highest level?
Zhang Junping's calligraphy and painting may not be very famous in the artist circle, but he is quite famous in the government circle.
His calligraphy and paintings hang in his father-in-law's office and Mayor Zhou's office.
What works is effective.
All government officials who could talk to Zhang Junping came to him to ask for calligraphy and paintings.
Therefore, Zhang Junping's reputation is very famous in government agencies.
Everyone knows that Mayor Qiu has an artist son-in-law who is good at calligraphy and painting, especially Mao calligraphy. He has mastered the essence of Mao calligraphy and is able to make the fake look real.
There is no way, government agencies like hairy bodies.
They all specified a hairy body.
Zhang Junping had no choice but to write in Mao style for them.
After all, only outsiders can come to your door to ask for calligraphy and painting.
However, considering Wu Xinping's mood, Zhang Junping requested that his contract level be kept strictly confidential and only Chen Lijun and Song Heping knew about it.
There is no way around these two people. One is responsible for signing the contract, and the other is responsible for keeping the contract. After a while, the money is sold and the accounts are divided.
After Zhang Junping finished writing a piece of calligraphy, he took the towel to wipe his hands and told Li Wenjuan: "I will send all these words to Master Qin later."
"Okay Master! You are really very productive! In the recent period alone, you have sent over twenty pieces of calligraphy and painting." Li Wenjuan said with a smile.
"Haha! Are you envious? Then you should practice your calligraphy well.
When you master your calligraphy, you can sign a contract and get an extra signing subsidy. Even for the lowest first-level contracted artist, the subsidy is higher than your salary." Zhang Junping said with a smile.
"Master, I have always worked hard, okay? It's just that I don't have the talent for calligraphy. My handwriting is not as good as my junior brother's!" Li Wenjuan said with a pout.
"It's not that you're not talented enough, it's that you don't work hard enough.
After you complete the homework assigned by me every day, do you take the initiative to practice calligraphy? Do you think carefully about it?
Xiangzi overcompleted his homework every day. When he had time, he would read my handwriting and figure out how to write and how to use force." Zhang Junping knocked on Li Wenjuan.
Li Wenjuan is very smart and spiritual.
However, smart people tend to drift easily.
Li Wenjuan is a living example.
He is smarter than Xia Guoxiang, but he is not as good as Xia Guoxiang in calligraphy, painting, or boxing.
They all took the lead at the beginning, and then were overtaken by Xia Guoxiang.
