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Chapter 138 The feelings of the old carpenter (seeking the moon)

"Director Zhang, why don't you stop worrying first and I'll negotiate the price with you later?"

"No, just this price will do. Although it is a bit expensive based on current prices, those furniture are worth the price." Zhang Junping refused with a smile.

"Director Zhang...I'm so stupid that I don't know what to say. From now on, I, Old Du, will sell my life to you."

"No, you have to keep your old life for yourself. All I need is the technology in your mind." Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"Director Zhang, you don't know that I am really grateful to you. Six generations of my ancestors have been carpenters. Not to mention how much I love this industry, but after all, this industry has raised six generations of our Du family, including seven.

The girl is already seven generations old, and she still has some affection for the furniture industry. Seeing so many ancient furniture from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, just placed in the warehouse exposed to the wind, sun, and rain, makes me feel sad!"

Master Du's words were somewhat emotional, but the expression on his face told Zhang Junping that this was more than just some emotion? This was the depth of love!

Zhang Junping was silent, this was the cry from the heart of an old craftsman.

"Master Du, I understand your thoughts. Don't worry, I will definitely take good care of those furniture and will never let them continue to be exposed to wind, sun, and rain."

"I believe that those red pine boards and the newly made furniture that make you money are all outside, just covered with canvas, but those damaged ancient furniture from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, even the broken ones, can only be used as firewood for cooking pots.

You have put all the furniture parts in the warehouse. I believe you will take good care of those furniture.

This is why I, Lao Du, am willing to sacrifice my face to help you negotiate about buying furniture."

After listening to Master Du's words, Zhang Junping couldn't help but smile. This old master didn't say anything, but he was like a mirror in his heart.

After seeing off Master Du, Zhang Junping continued to draw the characters in "Journey to the West".

At noon, Zhang Junping also ate at the Liulichang West Street Restaurant, which was a disguised form of putting some pressure on the restaurant.

"Oh, Director Zhang, are you coming to have dinner in person?"

"As you said, I don't want to come in person, but no one can do this for me!" Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"Oh, look at my mouth, I can't speak a word, so I'll ask the kitchen to make two dishes for you."

"No, no! Manager Wang, I can just eat from the big pot. I will supervise you at all times and don't deprive our workers of food." Zhang Junping said jokingly.

"That's not possible! This is a state-owned hotel, and we don't do anything unconscionable."

"That's good. I believe Manager Wang will make sure my workers are well fed."

After lunch, Zhang Junping came to Wangfujing on his legs.

It’s been such a long time, so your original loan should have been approved, right?

Go directly to the credit department on the second floor and knock on the door.

"Hello, Director Ding!"

"Hey, Director Zhang is here, you are a rare visitor! Please take a seat!" Director Ding saw Zhang Junping and stood up quickly to greet Zhang Junping warmly.

He couldn't help but be enthusiastic, not to mention that Zhang Junping was his big loan customer. Zhang Junping was also a big deposit customer. Central America Dream Factory and its affiliated furniture factories had opened public accounts at Wangfujing Agricultural Bank of China.

It can be said that the bank has a clear understanding of Zhang Junping's financial situation.

"Director Ding, what happened to the loan I applied for last time? It's been almost a month, right?" After sitting down, Zhang Junping asked straight to the point.

"It has been approved. Seeing that Factory Director Zhang's business has been good recently, he should not be short of money, so I didn't..." Director Ding explained with a smile.

In fact, it was because Zhang Junping's business was good and he didn't need any money, but because he had already completed his loan task this month, so he thought it would be better to suppress it for next month, so that the task for next month would also be completed.

"How many were approved?"

"One million, ten thousand yuan, the monthly interest is 25 yuan, this loan interest is already the most favorable." Director Ding was a little worried that Zhang Junping thought the interest rate was high, so he explained specifically.

"Okay, thank you, Director Ding. When can I go through the formalities?"

"It's OK today. You just need to sign a few words to get the loan." Zhang Junping agreed so simply that Director Ding didn't react for a moment. He was stunned for a moment and then said quickly.

"Thank you, Director Ding, let's get started, shall we?" Zhang Junping was a little anxious, not for money, but for getting back to work.

Under the guidance of Director Ding, Zhang Junping signed each loan document, then went down to the first floor to turn the loan into a deposit.

One million was divided into ten deposit slips by Zhang Junping.

It was very fast, but it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon by the time it was finished.

Zhang Junping never returned to Liulichang. Anyway, he could work anywhere, and he had his studio on both sides.

As soon as Zhang Junping arrived at Wangfujing Dream Factory, Huang Juan announced the good news to him, "Brother Zhang, today more than 20 people have come to sign up for the training class. Five sets of furniture have been ordered, and one set is connected with the decoration of the house."

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Zhang Junping understood Huang Juan's excitement very well. If the five sets of furniture were not introduced by the aunts, it would be a commission of twenty-five yuan. Plus the commission from the training class and the commission from decorating the house, Huang Juan would have made more money than others in this day.

One month's salary.

"That's good. Please sort out the training class and return it to me so I can arrange training teachers."

"It's been sorted out." Huang Juan quickly handed the compiled training list to Zhang Junping.

"Well, sister-in-law, you are busy first. I will go to the study. If you need anything, you can go directly to the study to find me." Zhang Junping took the list, nodded to Huang Juan, and came to the backyard.

I have been busy in the studio until Huang Xue came back.

After dinner, Zhang Junping stared at Huang Xue and smiled.

"What are you doing? You're smiling so well-intentioned!"

"Yesterday, someone let me know that I would live in Wangfujing, but I ran away halfway."

"Humph, what if I just let you go? Who told you to be a big liar!" Huang Xue wrinkled his nose at Zhang Junping.

Huang Xue did not return to the dormitory this time, and she also missed the feeling of being held in Zhang Junping's arms.

However, Zhang Junping regretted leaving Huang Xue behind. The feeling of being wrapped in his arms but unable to eat was too uncomfortable.

Holding Huang Xue in his arms, he counted tens of thousands of sheep before falling asleep.

After breakfast, everyone separated.

Zhang Junping went to Liulichang, Liu Zhengwen and Huang Xue went to renovate the house, and Huang Juan stayed behind to look after the store.

Originally, Zhang Junping proposed to recruit another person, but Huang Juan rejected it.

Huang Juan made a small calculation and understood that if one more person comes, half of the achievement will be divided.

When he arrived at Liulichang, Zhang Junping called Master Du over and asked him to accompany him to the Beijing Woodware Factory.

Now that the loan has been approved, we should quickly get the financial resources of those from the Beijing Woodware Factory to save us from long nights and long dreams.


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