Aunt Wang looked at Zhang Junping in confusion, not expecting that he would suddenly want to buy a house.
As for whether she will sell it or not, you don't know.
There have been several housing transactions in their neighborhood committee recently, and they were all private sales.
In most cases, the original house was repossessed, but now it has been rehabilitated and the house has been returned. The person is so heartbroken that he no longer wants to stay in Beijing, so he simply sells and goes abroad.
Those are all private transactions. They are the grassroots government departments of the country. Doesn’t selling a house mean selling off state-owned assets?
What is the nature of this?
To put it mildly, it is taking advantage of the country.
To put it seriously, this is poaching the corner of socialism!
That is Zhang Junping. Aunt Wang would dare to spit on his face and drag him to the police station.
Zhang Junping can't care about so much. As he said, the shops in Wangfujing are currently unaffordable regardless of whether they are sold or not.
After finally encountering a collapsed house, he was afraid that if he didn't try it, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
"I don't know either. I'll ask you later!" Seeing that Zhang Junping helped her repair furniture for free and was also preparing to help her son repair furniture, Aunt Wang did not drag him to the police station and reluctantly agreed to help ask.
ask.
"Thank you, Aunt Wang! If I can buy this house, I will thank you very much!"
I will help you with your son’s furniture for free!”
"How can this be done? How much money should I give you?
I'll help you ask about this yard, but I can't guarantee that it will work!" Aunt Wang declined quickly, but she made up her mind that she would try her best to help Zhang Junping buy this yard.
If a collapsed yard is sold, can it not be considered an unlucky state-owned asset?
Reasonable changes should be made to protect state-owned assets from losses.
Aunt Wang mentally asked herself to talk to the community secretary about this matter, looking for a theoretical basis.
After leaving Wangfujing, Zhang Junping rode to the Central Academy of Fine Arts.
"Xiao Zhang, you came a little late today!"
"Uncle Wang, you are still on duty!
I have something to do today, so I came a little late!" Zhang Junping got out of the car and said hello to the guard, Mr. Wang, and prepared to go in.
"Xiao Zhang, a comrade is here to see you. He has been waiting for you for a long time!" The guard, Uncle Wang, stopped Zhang Junping.
"Someone is looking for me?"
"Brother, you are here! Do you still remember me?" A man walked out of the communication room and shouted enthusiastically to Zhang Junping.
"Brother Ma? Why are you here?" Zhang Junping looked at the visitor with some surprise.
The tall, thin man in front of me with a few pimples on his face was Ma Du.
“The last time we met, I was chatting about speculation with my brother. It’s so late to see each other!
I have always wanted to find an opportunity to have a good chat with my brother!
So, I came uninvited..." Ma Du came up and gave Zhang Junping a passionate hug.
He stretched out his hand to avoid hitting the smiling man. He was so enthusiastic that Zhang Junping had no choice but to warmly invite Ma Du into the studio with him. "I have always said that I would visit Brother Ma. Isn't it because I have been busy completing the tasks assigned by Master recently and haven't taken the time to do so?"
Come on!
It just so happens that my master's studio is empty at the moment, let's have a good chat!"
Zhang Junping took Ma Du into the school and came to the old lady's studio.
"Brother, if your master has his own studio in school, he is definitely a big shot in the art world!
I really saw you right, I knew that brother you will definitely become a big name in the art world in the future!" When Zhang Junping said that he would work in the master's studio, Ma Du was flattered again.
"Brother, could you please reveal who your master is?"
"I have two masters. One is the master who taught me calligraphy, painting and wood art. His surname is Yang..."
"The surname is Yang? It can't be Master Yang Mingde and Mr. Yang, right?" Ma Du exclaimed before Zhang Junping could finish the introduction.
"It's the master!"
"Brother, I didn't expect that! You are actually Mr. Yang's apprentice!
How disrespectful and disrespectful!" Ma Du's eyes were full of envy and jealousy, and he cupped his fists and handed over his hands to Zhang Junping.
"Don't dare, don't dare!
I only learned a little bit from my master, and today I am just like Brother Ma.
Otherwise, I usually don’t dare to mention Master’s name to others, for fear of embarrassing Master!” Zhang Junping also clasped his fists in return, speaking modestly.
"Brother, you are so humble, you are a great teacher and a great disciple!
Well, I have a heartfelt request. I wonder if I can visit your master’s studio!
I usually don’t have any other hobbies, I just like to play calligraphy and painting!”
"Brother Ma, you may be disappointed. This studio belongs to another master of mine!
My master is a sculptor, the kind that combines Chinese and Western styles!"
"Similarly, art knows no borders. I haven't asked you yet, brother, who is your other master?"
"Master's surname is Liu!"
"Liu, who is engaged in sculpture art, still combines Chinese and Western...
Could it be Mr. Liu Yanying, right?" Ma Du opened his mouth wide in shock again, looking at Zhang Junping in disbelief.
Mr. is not a unique honorific for men.
Since the Republic of China, some women with higher knowledge, status, and high moral standing were called "sir" because of female prostitution.
For example, Mr. Soong Ching Ling, Mr. Yang Jiang, Mr. Bing Xin, etc.
Because of male thinking, society is very stingy when it comes to calling ladies sir. Only a lady with high achievements and fame can be called sir.
"Exactly!
Brother Marco, you are really well-informed!
I just said my last name, and you can actually guess who my master is!"
“Brother, you really don’t show your true face!
You are actually the disciple of those two!
From now on, you can walk away in this art world!" Ma Du unknowingly used honorifics to Zhang Junping.
"Haha, Brother Ma is just kidding, I'm not good at counting crabs, I would walk sideways!
Besides, with my meager skills, how can I dare to take advantage of the two of them!" Zhang Junping felt a little embarrassed after being praised by Ma Du.
Um!
This horse is really good, I can take him with me in the future.
Think about it, accepting a big brother from the future as your younger brother and taking him to play with is still the big brother's best collection. This feeling is so exciting!
"Brother, Mr. Liu is a big shot in the sculpture world!
I can't wait to feast my eyes on it!" Ma Du looked impatient.
In fact, Zhang Junping knew that the other party was flattering him.
Although there is an element of personal preference involved in Madu's collection, it is more utilitarian.
It can be seen from his collection that Ma Du has the largest collection of ancient furniture and porcelain from the Ming and Qing Dynasties.
What they say is true. Paper calligraphy and painting collections are not easy to preserve. If they are accidentally destroyed, it will be a loss of six or seven figures.
It is better to use ancient furniture and porcelain from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, which will not be damaged so easily.
Look, Ma Du is such a practical person, so why would he go crazy over a bunch of beautiful works of art that can never belong to him?
Zhang Junping took out the key and opened the door of the East Room Exhibition Hall.
"This room is filled with my master's own works!
Many people want to collect it, but Master is reluctant!
She said these are her children and it’s up to her to find them good homes!”