Looking at Qiu Wenyan who was holding slippers for Qiu Father, Zhang Junping became proud again.

I also have a virtuous and beautiful daughter-in-law.

"Dad!" After Qiu's father changed into slippers, Zhang Junping said hello.

"Xiao Zhang is here!

I really haven't eaten yet. You watched you make two side dishes, and I had two drinks with Xiao Zhang, which was just enough to relieve my fatigue." After greeting Zhang Junping, Qiu's father said to Qiu's mother with a smile.

After Qiu's father went to wash his face, he sat down in the living room.

"Have you gone to the Publishing Bureau to find Cao Xiangqian?" Qiu's father asked with concern.

"I went, but I was turned away and was blocked by his secretary."

"Hmm?" Qiu's father frowned.

Zhang Junping quickly added: "It should be his secretary who did it on his own.

In the afternoon, Director Cao arranged for the head of the Finance Department of the Publishing Bureau to send 200,000 yuan to the painting shop, saying it was used as start-up capital."

"Yes!" Father Qiu nodded with satisfaction.

During this period, Qiu's father's main job was to go to various departments under his jurisdiction to conduct research and sort out the relationship.

Zhang Junping didn't see Cao Xiangqian, which seemed like a trivial matter, but behind it was whether Cao Xiangqian was listening to hello.

And, at a deeper level, Qiu Zhengqiang's authority in the city government.

"Dad, this is the development plan report of the craft company you asked me to write.

Take a look." Zhang Junping took out the plan from his bag and handed it to Qiu's father with both hands.

"Yes!" Father Qiu took the plan.

"Xiao Zhang, your handwriting is really good. It combines the characteristics of Yan Jin and Liu bones, and also combines Ouyang Xun's rigor and majesticity.

If you gather the strengths of everyone, your calligraphy can be established." Qiu's father praised with the plan.

"Dad, what you said is a bit exaggerated. I just have some talent in calligraphy.

It's worth your praise." Zhang Junping quickly said modestly.

"You don't have to be modest to me! Yan Zi said before that your handwriting was very good, but I was still half-believing and half-doubting.

Now that you see your pen calligraphy, you will know that your pen calligraphy is definitely not bad.

There are still a few words missing in my office. If you write me a few words in the future, I will hang them in the office." Qiu's father naturally would not be polite to his son-in-law and asked directly.

“Yes, I will write it tomorrow.

I don’t know what kind of content you want to write?” Zhang Junping readily agreed to his father-in-law’s request.

The father-in-law’s office is not really lacking in calligraphy and paintings. At the level of the father-in-law, except for the lost national treasure-level calligraphy and paintings in the Forbidden City, what kind of calligraphy and paintings do you want?

The reason why Zhang Junping wrote was to make him famous in this way.

As parents, they always think about their children.

"You can do it yourself! As long as it suits my identity, it's fine." Qiu's father said with a smile, and began to concentrate on reading the plan written by Zhang Junping.

Words are just products, and content is the key.

Until Qiu's mother and Qiu Wenyan prepared the meal and came to call them, Qiu's father was still watching Zhang Junping's plan intently.

"Your plan is a bit unsatisfactory!

Many things have not been explained clearly, but just clicked.

I don't know what you are concerned about, but it is still an excellent plan.

Very feasible!

You can take this plan to Cao Xiangqian and let him report it to the public, and strive to promote the reform of the painting shop as soon as possible.

Time doesn't wait for anyone!" Father Qiu sighed again.

If there is any difference between cadres of this era and cadres of later generations, it can be summarized in one sentence.

The cadres of this era are: country, family.

The cadres in later generations were: family and country.

After Zhang Junping accompanied his father-in-law to drink two glasses of wine, he did not drink more.

After eating some noodles, I talked with me for a while, and then said goodbye and left.

The next day, Zhang Junping did not go to the painting shop, but went directly to the publishing bureau.

Yesterday, Cao Xiangqian arranged for the head of the Finance Department to personally deliver the money to the painting shop, which gave him enough face.

Today, Zhang Junping also has to give his face back to Cao Xiangqian.

So I was waiting at the Publishing Bureau early in the morning at the door of Director Cao's office.

At half past eight, there was a sound of footsteps on the stairs.

After a while, a middle-aged man with glasses and a gentle and imposing spirit came up.

Seeing Zhang Junping, he was stunned for a moment and asked, "Which unit do you belong to?"

"You are Director Cao, are you? I am Zhang Junping from the painting shop.

I just performed my duties yesterday and came here to report to you." Zhang Junping quickly stepped forward and introduced himself.

"Oh! You are Xiao Zhang from the painting shop!" When he heard it was Zhang Junping, Cao Xiangqian showed a satisfied smile on his face.

He is a sensible person.

"Let's talk!" Cao Xiangqian greeted Zhang Junping and followed him into the house.

Although Cao Xiangqian had just arrived, his office had been cleaned up long ago, and the hot water that had just boiled today was replaced with the thermos.

"What tea Xiao Zhang drinks?" Cao Xiangqian picked up a box of Longjing and asked with a smile.

"Director, I don't know tea either, I can drink anything." Zhang Junping said, taking the tea box from Cao Xiangqian's hand first, picking up the tea cup on the desk, scalding it with boiling water, then making tea for Cao Xiangqian, and then making a cup of tea for himself.

"I just went to the painting shop, are you still used to it?" Cao Xiangqian sat on the sofa and asked casually.

"It's great, the old store manager is a respected senior.

My old store manager and I were very prone and he was very supportive of some of my ideas." Zhang Junping sat opposite Cao Xiangqian, straightened his back and replied respectfully.

"That's good. You should learn from the old comrades with humility." Cao Xiangqian took a sip of tea and said lightly.

"Director, these are some of my ideas about the future development of the painting shop. I have also reported to the old store manager. Please criticize and correct me..." Zhang Junping took out the plan and handed it to Cao Xiangqian with both hands.

"Xiao Zhang, with your writing alone, I am not worried that your work in the painting shop will not be able to be carried out.

Although the painting shop is commercial, it is a place where literati appear.

The employees there have been dealing with calligraphy and painting all year round, and the ones they admire most are the masters of calligraphy and painting.

I think you can conquer 70% of the employees in the painting shop with this handwriting alone." Cao Xiangqian was the same. He came up and praised Zhang Junping's good writing.

Then I started reading the content.

Cao Xiangqian looked for more than ten minutes before putting down the plan and looking at Zhang Junping: "Have Mayor Qiu read this plan?"

Cao Xiangqian pointed out directly: I know your relationship with Mayor Qiu, so just say that Mayor Qiu has any instructions.

"Mayor Qiu has read it and asked me to report to you; I also said, time is not waiting for anyone." Zhang Junping naturally understood what Cao Xiang said in his previous words, and simply expressed his father-in-law's meaning.

The subtext is: My father-in-law is very optimistic about this plan, but I am your subordinate after all, so I can't report it above the level. You can only report it to the municipal government.

"Well, is there anything else?"

"There is still a little bit of a matter. Isn't this until the end of the year?

I contacted a batch of New Year goods and planned to give care to artists who often go to painting shops to sell paintings and characters." Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"Well, your idea is very good. No matter how the future changes, you can't live without these artists.

They are the creators of artworks, and giving certain care is necessary." Cao Xiangqian smiled and nodded, and asked again: "Yesterday, I asked Section Chief Li to send you 200,000 yuan. Is it enough?"

"Thank you for your care. You really thought of everything before us.

I will serve as all the employees of the painting shop, thank the director for their care." Zhang Junping quickly thanked.

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