Richard's suggestion naturally had his own calculations, or selfish motives.
Of course, this selfishness will not affect Zhang Junping's interests.
"Dear Mr. Richard, you can contact your British car company.
I have countless appearance designs in my mind, even more luxurious appearance designs.
Moreover, whether I cooperate with Toyota or Honda, I only cooperate with a dozen exterior designs, and I am not selling my brain to them.
China's market is huge, so big that you can't even imagine it.
If several car companies want to take over China's car market, they will only be crushed to death." Zhang Junping laughed on the phone.
After finishing speaking, Zhang Junping added: "Dear Mr. Richard, if you can help me promote cooperation with your country's automobile company, I will not be stingy. Not only will I receive a generous commission, but I will also receive a big red envelope."
"OK!
Dear Mr. Zhang, I will definitely help you contact several more car companies." Richard said with a little excitement.
Recently, the commission he drew from Zhang Junping alone has exceeded his usual income of half a year.
Now that Zhang Junping promised him a generous commission and a big red envelope, how could Richard be unhappy?
The Germanic people are proud, but they also like money.
After entrusting Richard to help him find and form a negotiation team and communicate with the British Automobile Company, Zhang Junping hung up the phone.
At this time, Liu Zhengwen walked in from outside.
Today is the penultimate day after leaving Hong Kong. The exchange delegation is on holiday. Accompanied by comrades from the Hong Kong Office in Hong Kong, everyone went out for a stroll and went shopping.
After all, it is not easy to visit Xiangjiang in this era. Everyone will buy some things that are scarce in China.
Before many of them come, they will also receive many requests to help others carry some things back.
Things like TVs, tape recorders, watches, clothes, and cameras.
In the 1980s, cameras were a very popular luxury product in China.
For some people with a petty bourgeois sentiment, their favorite thing to do when going abroad is to buy a better camera, and they will save money on food and clothing for this purpose.
Not to mention others, Zhang Junping himself has been entrusted by several neighborhood committee aunts to help them carry things.
“Oh my god!
Xiangjiang is so prosperous, the buildings are so tall, capitalism is rich!
Ping'er, you're really at a big loss if you didn't go!" Liu Zhengwen shouted excitedly as soon as he entered the door.
"Where have you all been?"
"We went to several places today. First we went to Central. The things there were too expensive and no one was willing to buy them. Then we went to Yau Ma Tei. The things on Temple Street were plentiful and cheap.
Alas! It's a pity that one can only exchange a little foreign currency, and he doesn't have money to buy many of the things he likes." Liu Zhengwen said with excitement and regret.
"You deserve it. I said I would lend you money before, but you wanted to save face and refused to take it!" Zhang Junping said with a smile.
"I didn't know that money can be spent so freely! When I came, I brought more than 2,000 Hong Kong dollars. Who knows, I didn't buy many things before the money was gone." Liu Zhengwen scratched his head with regret.
Being able to spend more than 2,000 Hong Kong dollars shows that Liu Zhengwen and his wife made a lot of money from Zhang Junping.
Liu Zhengwen was lost for a while, then became excited again, "By the way, we also went to Mount Wutai today... Do you know where Mount Wutai is?"
"Mount Wutai? I know, Mount Wutai is in Xinzhou, Shanxi." Zhang Junping knew that Liu Zhengwen was trying to show off the news he had just learned, so he said deliberately.
"I'm not talking about Mount Wutai in China, I'm talking about Mount Wutai here in Xiangjiang.
Let me tell you!
Xiangjiang Wutai Mountain refers to the three TV stations and two radio stations on the Xiangjiang Broadcasting Road..." Liu Zhengwen proudly showed off his knowledge to Zhang Junping.
"Oh! Such a Mount Wutai! I thought it was a real mountain." Zhang Junping cooperated and praised Liu Zhengwen in front of him.
"Did you know that The Legend of the Condor Heroes we watched was filmed by TVB...
I also met Huang Rong today!"
It can be seen that Liu Zhengwen is very excited and excited.
Today was an eye-opener. He saw many new things that he had not seen in the past twenty years or so, which had a big impact on him.
"No wonder so many people want to go abroad. Going abroad is better than at home, whether it is living conditions or the environment...
Did you know that in Xiangjiang, a plate waiter can earn five to six hundred yuan a month?" Liu Zhengwen said to Zhang Junping with some longing.
"Pull you down!
You can earn more than a thousand a month serving dishes!
But, do you know how high the living standard is in Xiangjiang?
With five to six hundred yuan, you can barely support yourself." In order to dispel Liu Zhengwen's unrealistic fantasy, Zhang Junping hit Liu Zhengwen rudely, "As for you, in a capitalist country, no one will want you when serving dishes.
Your only way out is to break your legs and beg for food."
"Am I that bad?"
"What do you think? Do you think you can make a good living by selling paintings?" Zhang Junping asked rhetorically.
In the past half month, Liu Zhengwen sold a total of four paintings, earning less than 500 yuan.
This was still at an art exhibition. If there hadn't been an art exhibition, he probably wouldn't have been able to sell even a single painting.
The profession of calligraphy and painting is like this, even in future generations.
For those famous masters, one painting costs hundreds of thousands, millions, or tens of millions.
As for calligraphers and painters who have just not become famous, it is difficult to even support themselves.
"I……"
"Okay! Don't think about the things you have and don't have, just live your life!
Although China is poor now, it will get better and better.
This side of Xiangjiang looks very prosperous and very good.
But you only saw the glory on the surface, and didn’t see the poverty and darkness hidden behind it." Zhang Junping advised solemnly.
Of course Liu Zhengwen is not as bad as he said, and his painting skills are still very good. Otherwise, how could he be selected for the exchange delegation?
"Old Liu, how about the others? No one really wants..." Zhang Junping didn't say it out loud, but the meaning was obvious.
In the 1980s and 1990s, what were these exchange visiting groups most afraid of?
It's just that someone defected.
Yes, that is defection.
Deliberately staying abroad during a visit abroad or other official business, or hiding secretly and pretending to be a black man.
"This..." Liu Zhengwen hesitated for a moment, not sure whether he should say it or not.
"Old Liu, this is not a joke on my part.
If someone really has bad thoughts, you must say it.
Otherwise, even if Dean Jin is punished, our entire school will be embarrassed." Zhang Junping said to Liu Zhengwen seriously.
"..." Liu Zhengwen was still a little hesitant.
"Old Liu, you have to think clearly!" Zhang Junping said anxiously.
It’s not that Zhang Junping has a strong sense of collective honor or is very patriotic.
Moreover, they are all a unit. Once there is a defection in the team, he will also be implicated.