Huizhou Calligraphy Co-organizer Office Building

After Wu Zhonghe took office as president of the Calligraphy Association, he no longer served in Huimei.

"President Wu, will the recommendation letter from this national competition be sent? If you don't submit it, the deadline for the declaration will be reached."

Wu Zhonghe put down the documents in his hand and said with a smile: "Director Zhang, why are you anxious? The letter sent two months ago was not in a hurry to get the registration form. Why are we anxious about here?"

"No, the teachers from the Hui University College have come here several times, and it has already explained this. Zhong Yue went to Huamei as an exchange student. Maybe he didn't receive the letter, so they can help fill out the form."

Wu Zhonghe leaned on the back of the chair, "How can this work? Is this done according to the rules and regulations?"

"President, I heard that Zhong Yue had exchanges with Xiling, and he also jointly published a book with Qian Yunyao, a seal carving carving master."

"Old Zhang, you just follow others. Isn't it easy to publish this book now? If you want to spend money, I will find you the vice president of the Calligraphy Association and let him cooperate with you when publishing the book."

Zhang Zhiyun is also the mainstay of the Municipal Calligraphy Association. He put the books Huang Mingchuan took to Wuzhong’s congratulatory table, "Look, this is what Mr. Huang bought in the bookstore. I heard it is a hot book."

"I don't read it. The big thing is that our Calligraphy Association is going to revolve around him. OK, he loves to report it but not. If there is no news in a few days, he will give this place directly to Huang Xu. Really, the young man is not humble, why? He also wants us to hold the sedan chair and ask him to come over?"

The young director walked in, "President, there is a man named Zhong Yue, who said he wants to see you."

Wu Zhonghe smiled and said, "Look, what are you talking about? Say Cao, Cao Cao will come if you don't worry about it. Who will not be able to get along with the future?"

Zhang Zhiyun smiled embarrassedly and said to himself: That's not as unreliable as you do. Fortunately, it's a loose association organization, and this is in politics. If you take personal revenge, then won't you be reported?

"Why don't I deal with it?"

Wu Zhonghe closed the documents on the table, "Don't. Zhong Yue said that, it's my junior. I'm here to see me, not to see you."

Zhang Zhiyun said: "I read his small calligraphy and wrote it well. Since it was published by Xiling and won the award, there was also nominations from Mr. Huang before. I think it was taken this opportunity to absorb it into our association. What do you think?"

"If you know how to write regular script, you will be absorbed into the Calligraphy Association. Lao Zhang, what era is this? It's really interesting." Wu Zhonghe walked out of the office, "That, Xiao Zhou, go and invite him to the reception room, I'll go there later."

"good."

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Zhong Yue had never been to Huizhou Calligraphers Association before

After searching in the city for a long time, I found it here. Generally, the directors of the Calligraphy Association are just on their own positions. Such associations may actually handle things, and there are less than ten people working at work. Otherwise, if they are members of the Calligraphy Association in the city, the directors have nothing to do after having enough food all day, and a group of big men sit together to write calligraphy, who will support them? It is impossible.

An experienced calligrapher like Huang Mingchuan, who has served as vice president before, is now just named. He will not come here at other times except for large-scale events, annual meetings, etc.

Zhong Yue sat in the reception room, looking at the antique reception room, which attracted many members every year, and the membership fee was charged several hundred per year, so the institution was naturally a lot of nourishing. However, I had been waiting for more than ten minutes and didn't have a cup of tea, so the way of hospitality was a bit unreasonable.

But when you bring it up, you have to call the club to get the water by yourself, right? Zhong Yue smiled and looked at his phone. He uploaded the promotional video sent by Ouyang Ming to his Weibo. Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching. In addition to the Jinzun gift box, the promotional video produced by Jerry Liu naturally also needs to be uploaded simultaneously. Many supermarket advertising windows will also be played.

Originally, Ouyang Guoqing meant to spend money to purchase Metro Line 9, passing by the Shanghai Calligraphy Association halfway through to purchase the right to advertise the advertisement. However, Zhong Yue felt that there was no need for this, so he just rented several advertising spaces in the advertising window on the subway platform to place the print advertisement that Huang Youwei helped shoot before.

"Isn't this Zhong Yue? Why did you have to come to our inconspicuous association?"

Zhong Yue listened to the sarcastic voice, but he didn't understand what poison the people in the Calligraphy Association had been infected. He chose Wu Zhonghe as the president? He was given money?

"Director Wu, oh, no, now I'm going to change my words to President Wu, so don't be fine."

Wu Zhonghe walked into the living room and sat on the soft leather sofa chair. "I'm still used to others calling me Teacher Wu. I'm not as tired as I am teaching in school and dealing with students."

"That's it. Teacher Wu, you are the director, and the students respect you."

"Haha, it's me who holds the credits. If the students are about to graduate, they dare not do anything out of order."

Zhong Yue looked at the face of He Chunfeng in Wuzhong, and laughed dryly, "Middle-Autumn Festival is coming, you can take this gift, Teacher Wu."

"Hey, what is this? It's not good to see it? Besides, you are not my student. Before, we had some holidays, right?" Wu Zhonghe raised his eyebrows. He was the head of Huimei's department before. He couldn't fight Zhong Yue, so he could only be so angry that he was so angry that he was sitting in the Huizhou Calligraphy Association. If Zhong Yue wants to join the Calligraphy Association, he should not be humble and come to beg him?

His tone was eased than before, but his domineering momentum remained unabated.

"What did Teacher Wu say? You sent me a letter and I will nominate me to participate in the competition. I am here to give me some small gifts. What can others say?"

Wu Zhonghe glanced at the gift box on the table, and it looked a bit grand, unlike the 20 or 31 boxes of garbage mooncakes in a small supermarket, and smiled and said, "Where is the nomination. You won the award before, and you will be allowed to come and confirm it yourself. It is also a regulation. Otherwise, if we report to Huida University and then you don't go, who is responsible? Do you think so?"

"Yes, Teacher Wu, you are right."

"Well, Xiao Zhong, your attitude is right."

Zhong Yue smiled slightly, "There are very shortage of people in the Calligraphy Association."

"how?"

"Teacher Wu, you have been sitting here for a long time. After chatting with an idle person like me for a long time, there is no one who can serve tea and water."
Chapter completed!