No matter how beautiful the carpet is, it is meant for people to step on." Zhang Junping turned around and said with a smile.
"Forget it! I still won't go up!" Chen Lijun looked at the black footprints stepped on by Zhang Junping and shook her head sadly.
"Take off your shoes first! I'll have this carpet removed later." Zhang Junping also noticed the black footprints he stepped on, and smiled awkwardly.
Zhang Junping took the lead and took off his shoes, threw them on the stairs, and then walked barefoot to the third floor.
Chen Lijun also blushed, took off her shoes, and followed her up to the third floor barefoot.
"In addition to the master bedroom, there are two rooms on the third floor. You and my master have a room each." Zhang Junping pointed to the two rooms near the stairs.
"Ah? Oh!" Chen Lijun was stunned, then blushed and nodded.
I don't know what's going on, I feel a little empty.
"Why didn't you tell Secretary Wu just now?"
"Hehe, I'll give him a surprise later!" Zhang Junping said with a bad smile.
Zhang Junping took Chen Lijun around the third floor and then returned to the second floor. Everyone had almost all been assigned rooms.
When they saw Zhang Junping and Chen Lijun walking in, they stopped what they were doing and looked at them.
"Girls, I organized a party tonight!
A party is what we call a dinner party, where everyone is young and can eat, drink and have fun." After Zhang Junping announced the good news, he explained the meaning of a party very thoughtfully.
"Rosa, when you work together in the future, you must help each other.
You help them learn English and French, and they teach you Chinese."
"Sir, I will teach them English and French seriously, as well as Chinese," Rosa said seriously.
"Rosa, you speak Chinese very well!" Zhang Junping praised with a smile.
"Thank you sir, I will continue to work hard!" Rosa said happily.
After chatting with Rosa and the girls from the company for a while, Zhang Junping came to the servant's room nearby.
All the gay men in the company live in the servants' building.
The maid's building is quite spacious and can accommodate about fifty gay men. It's very comfortable.
"Let me just say a few words to you all. In the evening, I hosted a party for everyone, a Western-style buffet style party.
In foreign countries, it is called partying.
Everyone let go and had fun, but one thing to note is that French girls are very enthusiastic and unrestrained.
You must hold yourselves and don't make mistakes you shouldn't make.
Of course, if you guys are in a serious relationship, I don’t care, just messing around is not okay.”
Zhang Junping's typical example is that only the state officials are allowed to set fires and the people are not allowed to light lamps.
Even though he has already made all the mistakes he shouldn't have made, he comes here to remind his subordinates not to make the same mistakes.
This is what is called sanctimoniousness.
Zhang Junping didn't say it was okay, but when he did, it made everyone feel itchy.
"Master, please stop working so hard. Follow me to live on the third floor. There will be a room specially reserved for you." Zhang Junping smiled at Wu Xinping again.
"You kid, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"Hehe! Isn't this a surprise for you!" Zhang Junping said with a bad smile.
"This is not a surprise, you are just teasing your master!" Wu Xinping scolded with a smile.
Zhang Junping helped Wu Xinping carry his suitcase to the third floor of the castle and helped him put the suitcase away.
In the evening, Judy Marceau came back from shopping, and Sophie Marceau came with her.
"Master!" Sophie Marceau opened her arms and rushed towards Zhang Junping.
"Haha! Sophie, my dear little princess!" Zhang Junping hugged Sophie Marceau and turned her around several times.
"Master, I thought you wouldn't come back!"
"how could be!
Well! Our little princess Sophie has grown taller and more beautiful." Zhang Junping smiled and rubbed Sophie Marceau's hair.
It's a lie to be taller, but it's true to be beautiful.
In the past, Sophie Marceau was dressed as a tomboy. Although her faults were not hidden, she was definitely not as beautiful as she is now dressed in women's clothing.
Mainly, Zhang Junping gave Sophie Marceau's mother a job with a higher income, which made Sophie Marceau's mother pay more attention to Sophie Marceau than before and began to dress her up.
"Thank you, Master!" Sophie Marceau had a sweet smile on her face.
"Don't thank me in a hurry. I'm going to check your homework later. If you don't do your homework well, I'm going to punish you."
"Master, I have always done my homework well. Look, this is what I drew!" Sophie Marceau took out the sketch she drew and showed it to Zhang Junping.
"Well, let me take a look!" Zhang Junping took Sophie Marceau's sketch and looked at it.
Sophie Marceau is indeed very talented in painting. He only gave him guidance for a few days. Now the sketches painted by Sophie Marceau are already in shape, and most importantly, they are still full of spirituality.
Some people, when they didn't learn painting, their paintings were not good-looking, but they were full of spirituality. Once they started to learn painting, formal painting methods actually suppressed this spirituality.
From genius to mediocrity.
In fact, this is not the fault of the painter, but the teacher who teaches painting, who does not know how to teach students, and suppresses the students' spirituality when teaching painting.
"Sophie, let me introduce someone to you!" Zhang Junping pulled Sophie Marceau to Wu Xinping and showed off to him.
"Sophie, this is my master, you call me Master!
Master, this is my apprentice in Paris, she is very talented in painting, look at this is her work." Showing off, he handed Sophie Marceau's sketch to Zhang Junping.
When Sophie Marceau became a disciple before, she had already learned about Chinese discipleship and learned some of the rules of Chinese apprenticeship.
"Master!" He knelt down respectfully and kowtowed to Wu Xinping.
"Good boy, get up quickly!" Wu Xinping said in fluent French.
"Huh? Master, do you know French?" Zhang Junping said in surprise.
"Nonsense, do you think your job as master is for nothing? I also traveled around the world back then!" Wu Xinping rolled his eyes at Zhang Junping and said with a slightly proud smile.
"Master is awesome!" Zhang Junping gave Wu Xinping a thumbs up.
Many artists of the older generation, including Wu Xinping and others, have studied abroad. France, as the capital of art, is naturally indispensable.
Even many domestic artists, such as Lin Fengmian and Wu Guanzhong, who majored in oil painting, once studied in Paris, France.
Zhang Daqian and Xu Beihong also studied painting in Paris.
Wu Xinping was a little jealous of his apprentice's luck. He could receive such an outstanding apprentice even though he was thousands of miles away.
In China, Wu Xinping met all the apprentices that Zhang Junping accepted. They are all excellent, but how can I put it, very excellent, and they will definitely have great achievements in the future, but they lack spirituality and cannot become great artists.
However, the little French girl in front of me is different. Her paintings are full of imagination, which is full of spirituality.
As long as you cultivate it well and this spirituality will not disappear with age, you will definitely become a great artist of a generation.
The key lies in how to cultivate them. In his life, Wu Xinping has seen many students who were very spiritual in their youth, but for the vast majority of them, this spirituality disappeared as they grew older.
"Tong Fei, you are quite busy at work, how about master help you lead a disciple?" Wu Xinping was moved, and discussed with Zhang Junping with a smile.
"Master, as a master, shouldn't you give her some advice? Besides, painting is different from other things. It doesn't need to be taught step by step.
Do you think those apprentices in my family are very good at teaching?" Zhang Junping reminded with a smile.
He did not object to Wu Xinping teaching his disciples. When at home, Zhang Junping often asked Li Wenjuan and Xia Guoxiang to ask Wu Xinping for advice on painting techniques.
What he was afraid of was that Wu Xinping was too concerned and taught too much, which in turn suppressed Sophie Marceau's nature.
Sophie Marceau's artistic talent is obvious to all, and it can be seen from the movies she made, which are very spiritual.
Her early movies were very spiritual and she was called the French Princess, but her later movies became more and more mediocre.
The only thing that can take over is sexy.
A living negative example ruined by money interests.
This time, since we have met by chance, Zhang Junping will never let Sophie Marceau be ruined by fame and wealth again.
Who told him to be a fan of Sophie Marceau?
Over there, Judy has already led people to make dinner, and the barbecue grill and other items have been set up.
Zhang Junping brought Sophie Marceau to the edge of the swimming pool, and shouted to his cautious subordinates who wanted to help but were a little shy: "Don't just watch, everyone help.
Our party is called a self-service party, which means everyone needs to do everything by themselves.
living comfortably without anybody's help!
Get busy!"
Following Zhang Junping's order, everyone began to get busy.
It was very lively by the swimming pool, with Chinese and English mixed in. There was a language barrier, but everyone was very enthusiastic.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Junping laughed with satisfaction.
He organized this party just to eliminate the strangeness among everyone as soon as possible.
Only in this way can we cooperate better.
"Master, I'm going to help too!" Seeing everyone busy preparing dinner, Sophie Marceau was also eager to give it a try.
"Go! Don't make trouble!" Zhang Junping patted Sophie Marceau on the head and said with a smile.
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"It's great to be young!" Zhang Junping said to Wu Xinping with a smile, holding a glass of red wine, sitting on a beach chair and watching the lively scene not far away.
"Don't pretend to be old-fashioned all day long. You are not much older than them." Wu Xinping rolled his eyes at Zhang Junping.
"If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten it." Zhang Junping said with a smile.
Although he is only twenty-five years old this year, due to his status, he looks more mature.
"As expected of a member of the Imperial Guard, he is really versatile!" Zhang Junping looked with some surprise at the company guards who were skillfully grilling food.
Zhang Junping never thought that among the people from China, the best English speakers were actually veterans of the Imperial Guard.
However, if you think about it, you can understand the work these people have done before.
But then again, it's really a waste of resources. Such an outstanding veteran can't find a job. The head of the Guards needs to personally call the local government to ask for favors in order to resettle some of them.
"Master, I will go to the embassy tomorrow to deliver news to the country. I will have as many veterans as I want from the Guards.
If the Security Department cannot accommodate them, they can be placed in other departments.
These are all talented people!”
"You are right, these are all talents!" Wu Xinping nodded in agreement.
"But if you want so many people, how do you plan to arrange them?"
“Place some people in each department and train them slowly, and these people will become the backbone of the company in the future.
They are definitely not trash eliminated by the army, but talents that the army regularly supplies to society. They are all treasures.
Just because of one or other reasons, no one has discovered these valuable talents, or if they have discovered them, it is also due to one or another reason that they cannot be provided with a platform to display their talents.
Now that we have discovered it, we must not let it go."
"Please think carefully and don't look at people through colored glasses just because you are a retired soldier," Wu Xinping reminded.
"No! If you are looking at people through colored glasses, then I would look at the Eighth Company through colored glasses, not the Imperial Guards." Zhang Junping said with a smile.
Neither of them went to the party for fear of disturbing everyone's interest, but sat aside and chatted.
This was a very successful party, which successfully eliminated everyone's sense of strangeness and nervousness when arriving in a foreign country for the first time.
Early the next morning, Zhang Junping called everyone together and held a meeting to emphasize discipline.
"No one is allowed to go out alone. You must ask for leave to go out. There must be more than three people passing by, and you must be followed by a comrade from the security department."
After the plenary meeting, Zhang Junping held a separate meeting of the security department.
"Zhou Yan, you are their captain, you have to manage them well.
I know that our comrades in the security department are very popular, but we must also pay attention to propriety. We don't mind if everyone falls in love or something, but we can't do it randomly.
You must abide by this as military discipline." Zhang Junping emphasized half-jokingly.
The Imperial Guard represents the image of the country. All Imperial Guards are elites selected through thousands of processes. Not only their military qualities, but also their height and appearance are strictly screened.
Although they are not as strict as the guards, each of the guards is a tall man over 1.75 meters tall and has an upright appearance.
The physical fitness and body shape that have been exercised for a long time are fatally attractive to open-minded French girls.
Last night, Zhang Junping saw many store clerks firing at the comrades in the security department.
When the people from the security department took down those French girls, Zhang Junping didn't object at all. He was afraid that there would be too many monks and too little food, which would cause unnecessary trouble.
"As long as you are familiar with the terrain and city streets of Paris, then hurry up and get a driver's license. Everyone must have a European driver's license.
Because, the next step for you is not limited to Paris, France, but to the whole of Europe."
"Yes!" Everyone stood at attention and shouted loudly.
"Okay, Zhou Yan will take two people out with me in a while, and the others can move around freely." Since the rules have been set, Zhang Junping will not violate them.
Zhang Junping took Zhou Yan and two other comrades from the Security Office, as well as Wu Xinping and Chen Lijun, out to the store in Charles de Gaulle Square.
"Master, this is our store, which is currently being renovated." Zhang Junping introduced to Wu Xinping, pointing to the store being renovated.
"Yeah! It's not bad here. It's the most prosperous area in Paris." Wu Xinping looked around and nodded with satisfaction.
"Yes, right next to it is the LV flagship store, and not far away are UBS, Credit Suisse, and the Bank of France.
Our neighbors are Givenchy and Lancôme, both of which are considered very good luxury brands in Paris.
Everything else is good, but the decoration speed here is too slow. What can be done in half a month in our country takes more than two months to complete here." Zhang Junping complained.
The speed of renovation was what he was most dissatisfied with, but there was no other way.
Unless he is willing to pay a price several times higher.
Zhang Junping took Wu Xinping and Chen Lijun around the store and then returned to the manor.
Let Chen Lijun arrange for people from the company to go out for fun, accompanied by Rosa, Lisa and other clerks. Of course, each team must be accompanied by comrades from the security department.
This is not surveillance, but protection for them.
Abroad is not as safe as at home.
Zhang Junping drove to Wenzhou Street with Wu Xinping, Zhou Yan and others to visit Mr. Yang Yeming.
Yang Yeming naturally welcomed Zhang Junping's arrival, especially seeing Wu Xinping, which made Yang Yeming even more happy.
"Minghe, after thirty years of separation, I never thought we would see each other again!" Yang Yeming excitedly held Wu Xinping's hand.
"Brother Ye Ming, after so many years of separation, you are still as charming as ever!" Wu Xinping held Yang Yeming's hand and said with a smile.
"Old, old!"
"Yes! We are all old! When he heard your news, Uncle Yuan was so excited that he cried bitterly! If it weren't for work, he would have wanted to fly to Paris to see you right away.
This is the letter Yuan Bo asked me to deliver." Wu Xinping took out the letter written by Qi Gong to Yang Yeming and handed it to him.
Yang Yeming took the letter announcing his meritorious service and opened it with trembling hands. When he saw it, he burst into tears and said, "Uncle Yuan has suffered a lot these years! Fortunately, all the hard work has been rewarded!"
"Yes! After all the hard work, things will get better and better in the future! Uncle Yuan will come to Paris with the exhibition group in July, and you two will be able to meet each other then." Wu Xinping consoled him.
Zhang Junping sat in the last seat, watching the two people chatting, recalling the glorious years of the past, and talking about their respective experiences over the years.
At noon, Wu Xinping, who had half a ounce of wine during the meal at Yang's Mansion, actually drank one or two ounces of wine before he became drunk.
"Haha, this Minghe, after all these years, his drinking capacity is still the same!" Yang Yeming also knew something about Wu Xinping's drinking capacity.
"Mr. Yang, my master has gone to great lengths today. He usually drinks half a tael, but today he drank more than a tael.
I'm also happy to see you!" Zhang Junping tried to smooth things over for his master.
"Haha, I know, I know your master's drinking capacity, little friend, let's drink together." Yang Yeming asked Zhang Junping to continue drinking.
"I respect Mr. Yang!" Zhang Junping raised his glass.
"My friend, how are you preparing for the touring exhibition? Is there anything you need help from, an old guy like me? Even though I live in Paris, and although I don't have much ability, I still know a few people."
"I would like to thank Mr. Yang in advance! I have given full authority to the Stuart Gallery for the traveling exhibition.
If necessary, I will definitely not be polite to Mr. Yang!"