Huang Juan just twisted it slightly without exerting any force, in order to remind Liu Zhengwen that it was impolite to ask someone about money so directly.
Who knew that Liu Zhengwen would start screaming as if he had been stung by a scorpion?
Huang Juan's face turned red, half angry and half shy. Why did she meet such an inexperienced man? He looked good in the countryside before.
Why do I always feel worse as soon as I enter the city? Especially when compared with Zhang Junping, I always feel like tiles are compared with jade.
Zhang Junping didn't know Huang Juan's psychological activities, and he just pretended not to see the little actions between Huang Juan and Liu Zhengwen.
Now that Liu Zhengwen asked, Zhang Junping explained seriously, "Lao Liu, you don't have to worry about money. During this period, I have received more than 20 sets of furniture orders. Each set requires a deposit of 200.
It’s just five thousand yuan!
If it’s not enough, I’ll think of another way!”
After sending the two people away, Zhang Junping summoned his eldest brother-in-law, third brother and others, "Eldest brother-in-law, third brother, I have already made the model of the mortise and tenon structure. Let's study more at night!
I have made 148 types of mortise and tenon structures. These are just the commonly used mortise and tenon structures and their deformation applications. In fact, there are many types of mortise and tenon structures, far more than the 148 types!
This requires everyone to study slowly. I am announcing a reward. Whoever can develop a new mortise and tenon structure or deformation application in addition to these 148 types of mortise and tenon structures will receive a direct cash reward of one hundred yuan!"
In the midst of everyone's exclamation, Zhang Junping went on to announce, "I haven't set a salary for everyone before, so now I'm taking this opportunity to tell you all!
Our salary is tentatively set at 30 yuan per month, including food and accommodation, plus bonuses!
When everyone understands these 148 types of mortise and tenon joints and can make them independently, their salary will be increased immediately, to fifty yuan per month!
If we don’t practice egalitarianism, whoever studies it first will get a raise first!
Don't talk about how much you work. How much you work determines your bonus. The basic salary only depends on your technical level!"
After Zhang Junping finished speaking, he left the showroom directly, leaving a group of people there who were discussing excitedly that for thirty yuan a month, he could save three hundred and sixty yuan a year, and when he returned home during the Chinese New Year, he could buy new clothes for his children and his wife.
Buy a bottle of cream and a headscarf for my wife...
Thirty yuan, including food and accommodation, and bonuses. This treatment was enough to make them so excited that they couldn't sleep.
When we returned to school, it was already dark and Huang Xue had also returned.
In recent days, Zhang Junping's bicycle was requisitioned by Huang Xue, and he rode his bicycle in various markets every day to purchase decoration materials.
It was very hard, but Huang Xue's face was gradually filled with a look of confidence, and she was transforming from Xiaojiabiyu into an urban beauty.
"I'm back, I just brought back the food!" Seeing Zhang Junping come in, Huang Xue smiled at him and said.
There is a sense of warmth as a wife welcomes her husband home.
"How was your day? Is it going well?"
“It’s okay, I’ve basically bought all the materials, but the floor tiles are so expensive!
The wall has also been demolished according to your wishes, and the next step is to start laying floor tiles..."
The old lady's small studio became a place where the two people met every day.
It should be the office of the two of them. They would get together here every night, have dinner together, and then talk about what happened during the day and the things to be solved tomorrow. Then Zhang Junping continued to study ancient furniture from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, while Huang Xue practiced painting.
Although there is not much communication, there is a tacit understanding of the music and the music.
Zhang Junping likes this way of getting along very much.
The reason why Zhang Junping was unmarried in his last life was that he couldn't stand the entanglement of women. He had to coax you all the time and accompany you every day, otherwise it would be a trivial matter to shame you. If something goes wrong, I would get you a colored hat.
There is nothing to explain.
After dinner, Huang Xue went to wash the dishes, and Zhang Junping took out his drawing board and started painting.
When I ask my senior brother to paint an oil painting as the base plate for a wall calendar, I have to have a sample first, and I can't just let someone paint it out of thin air.
Zhang Junping doesn't plan to produce a single-sheet calendar. If he does, he will produce a complete set of twelve calendars.
As for the characters in the paintings, there are many in Korea. Although most of them are artificial beauties, I have to admit that these artificial beauties are very in line with the aesthetics of the majority of otakus. They are big where they should be, thin where they should be, and curly where they should be.
Moreover, the matching of eyes, nose, and mouth is absolutely in golden proportion.
Even in the era when later generations were poisoned by various beauties and their vision was greatly stimulated, these artificial beauties could be called goddesses. In the 1980s, when they were still purely natural, they were the goddesses in King Xiang's dream.
"Who is this woman you painted?" Zhang Junping was immersed in creation when suddenly Huang Xue asked from behind.
"What?" Zhang Junping didn't understand for a moment and asked.
"Who is this woman you drew?" Huang Xue's voice was trembling, and she looked at Zhang Junping nervously.
Huang Xue came back from washing the dishes and saw Zhang Junping painting uncharacteristically. After taking a look, he suddenly felt a sense of crisis and couldn't help but imagine various pictures in his mind.
Even if she looks at such a woman, her heart will be moved, let alone a man like Zhang Junping.
I definitely don’t know where I met this woman, and I couldn’t forget it until I drew it.
Huang Xue was a little frustrated for a moment. How could such a woman compete? She couldn't even muster the courage to fight.
"Haha, what are you talking about? This is an artificial beauty!" Zhang Junping didn't know Huang Xue's psychological activities, so he explained with a smile.
"Artificial beauty?" Huang Xue looked unbelieving, with an expression that said you were lying.
"Yes! How about the beauty I created? Isn't it beautiful?
I'm going to print a wall calendar to promote furniture. Do you think this beauty and the furniture together are very eye-catching?" Zhang Junping didn't pay attention to Huang Xue's expression at all and continued to talk about his thoughts.
"Is this woman a figment of your imagination?"
"Yes! How can there be such a perfect woman in reality?"
"Rogue! Dirty! Full of dirty things!" Huang Xue glared at Zhang Junping, cursed, then turned around and ran away with a red face.
"What's going on?" Zhang Junping looked at Huang Xue's leaving figure, and it took him a while to realize that Huang Xue was jealous.
Zhang Junping felt a little funny that he was jealous of a painting.
I scratched my head helplessly and continued to work on my own creation.
Time is tight, so I need to find someone to draw it quickly, and then print it out before the furniture store officially opens.
Therefore, Zhang Junping stayed up all night and drew the manuscripts of the twelve wall calendars named Twelve Golden Hairpins.
Although the artificial beauties in South Korea basically look the same and can kill people with prosopagnosia, this does not conform to Zhang Junping's aesthetics, so some adjustments have been made to the body proportions, some are toned, some are plump, and some are slim.
, some are small and exquisite.
I also made some modifications to the eyes or nose and mouth, giving the characters in the painting a little more flaws.