This left everyone in the art shop a little confused.

Section Chief He came to the door on behalf of the new owner, so he naturally had to show enough sincerity in welcoming him.

"Mr. Wu, how dare I trouble you? It's freezing cold today. Let's go inside quickly!" Section Chief He stopped his bicycle, held the old store manager's hand tightly, and said politely with respect.

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“Thank you, Section Chief He, for coming to guide the work.

Is this the support force sent by our superiors to us?" The old store manager greeted Section Chief He with a smile, then looked at Zhang Junping and asked.

It can be seen from the tone of the old store manager's words that respect for the leader is only situational, and there is not much respect for Section Chief He in his tone.

However, I have confidence. The old store manager is not only the manager of the painting shop, but also the permanent director of the Chinese Painting and Calligraphy Association.

I have met many great leaders.

"Yes! This is the deputy store manager assigned to your painting store by the leader, Comrade Zhang Junping.

Comrade Zhang Junping will cooperate with you in managing the daily work of the painting shop."

"Hello, Mr. Wu! My name is Zhang Junping. The organization asked me to come here to cooperate with your work. I hope Mr. Wu can criticize and give more advice in the future." Zhang Junping kept a low profile and took the initiative to say hello to the old store manager.

The old store manager looked at Zhang Junping with a critical eye and nodded slightly, "Comrade Junping is very good and energetic!

After you come, it will be much easier for me, an old man!"

"Mr. Wu, I'm here to learn from you!" Zhang Junping said modestly.

"Let's learn from each other!" the old store manager said with a smile.

In the conference room, Section Chief He announced the appointment of Zhang Junping, declined the old store manager's invitation to stay, and left on his bicycle.

After seeing off Section Chief He, everyone returned to the conference room. The old store manager introduced the staff of the painting shop to Zhang Junping one by one.

Even though the art shop is not big, it has a lot of staff.

There are three people in finance, eight people in warehouse management, and five people in the sales hall.

In addition, there are three framer masters and six framer apprentices.

Except that finance has nothing to do with calligraphy and painting, everyone else is not simple.

Eight warehouse management requires more than simply recording the incoming and outgoing conditions.

They are also responsible for the protection and maintenance of calligraphy and painting. If the calligraphy and painting are damaged or have other problems, they are also responsible for the repair of calligraphy and painting.

But the restoration skills of this calligraphy and painting are extraordinary.

Needless to say, there is no need to mention the master of framing. CAFA has opened a special course on framing.

"Everyone should have noticed that I am very young! Everyone who is doing this is older than me and they are all my seniors.

If there is anything I can't do in the future, please bear with me.

One of the reasons why I came to the painting shop was to learn. The boss felt that I was too young and sometimes too impulsive in my work, so he sent me to our painting shop to receive some influence from traditional Chinese culture and art.

Another purpose is to use my motivation to create a lot of foreign exchange for the country through our painting shop.

Hmm! This purpose is rather vulgar.

However, our country's construction cannot be separated from this thing that is full of tackiness and smells of copper.

Therefore, I hope everyone can be more tolerant of me, who is rather vulgar." Zhang Junping's inaugural speech was relatively humorous.

This elicited a burst of knowing laughter from everyone. Through their first contact, they all felt that this new assistant store manager was not difficult to get along with.

No one resented Zhang Junping for taking his position because of his arrival.

Because, in the past, painting stores did not have the position of deputy store manager at all. There were only several positions such as store manager and financial section chief, director of the mounting room, director of the conservation and restoration room, director of the acquisition and sales department, etc., and then there were technical titles.

Restorers and framers are all technical positions, and they also receive the wages of skilled workers.

After the meeting, Zhang Junping followed the old store manager to his office.

It's said to be an office, but it's more like a studio.

In addition to a desk placed in the corner, the most conspicuous thing in the office is a huge picture table.

Zhang Junping's eyes narrowed when he saw the painting table. The Huanghuali flat-head painting table from the Ming Dynasty was worth a lot of money.

The old store manager asked Zhang Junping to the reception area and sat on the sofa.

"Xiao Zhang... I'll call you Xiao Zhang, do you mind?"

"I don't mind, Mr. Wu, you can call me whatever you want." Zhang Junping smiled, saying it was pointless to argue.

Only an incompetent person would care about what other people call him and whether he is respected.

“Since the establishment of the art shop, it has been tasked with earning foreign exchange through the calligraphy and paintings of modern and contemporary artists.

It's a pity that over the past few decades, although I have earned some foreign exchange, I am still far from the leader's goal.

I will support you if the organization raises you." Although he said that he supported him, the loneliness and unwillingness in the old store manager's eyes could not be hidden.

Zhang Junping knew that if he could not gain the trust of the old store manager, he would not be able to carry out his work smoothly in the painting store. He thought for a moment and organized his words.

Zhang Junping said with a smile: "Mr. Wu, I support the idea that the leader hopes that we can earn foreign exchange for the country while spreading oriental traditional culture.

However, I think we should focus on those modern artists rather than the deceased old modern art.

Selling the paintings of modern artists because they are still alive and earning foreign exchange through their paintings is called making a living based on one’s ability.

However, the calligraphy and paintings of those deceased old artists are precious legacies left to us by our predecessors. Selling their paintings is like selling off the ancestral property of unworthy descendants, which is a shameful and prodigal behavior."

Following Zhang Junping's words, the old store manager's eyes became brighter and brighter. When Zhang Junping finished speaking, the old store manager couldn't help but applaud.

"Okay! Xiao Zhang, what you said is great! You said what I feel!

With your words, I feel safe leaving the painting shop to you! I hope you can always stick to your current ideas.

Do as you say!"

"Mr. Wu, don't worry!

If I sell the calligraphy and paintings of the late artist, I can now exchange for some foreign exchange and get praise from the leader.

However, after ten or twenty years, future generations will definitely point their fingers at me and call me a prodigal, and if I encounter some impulsive people, they may even scold me." Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"Okay, I'm relieved if you have this understanding!" The old store manager leaned on the sofa, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

"Mr. Wu, it's okay for us to say something tacky.

It’s the Chinese New Year soon, how are our painting shop’s welfare preparations going?”

"Welfare?

In the past, Xinhua Bookstore distributed them uniformly. This year, as the New Year is approaching, the affiliation of the art store was suddenly changed to the Publishing Bureau.

Who knows if the publishing bureau has prepared something for us?" The old store manager was stunned for a moment, not expecting Zhang Junping to suddenly mention this matter, and sighed.

This has also been something he has been worried about in the past few days.

They are engaged in art work, but artists also need to eat and dress.

Yesterday, several people asked vaguely about New Year benefits.

"Didn't our painting shop prepare anything ourselves?" Zhang Junping asked again.

"Shall we prepare it ourselves? Look at this art shop. To put it mildly, the people we deal with are all artists.

To put it bluntly, they are all a bunch of poor scholars.

Where can we go to prepare welfare?" the old store manager said with a wry smile.

"Mr. Wu, I'm new here, and I can't do other work for the time being, so I'll help you solve the problem of New Year's benefits."

"You will solve it?"

"Mr. Wu, you have forgotten that Section Chief He just introduced me that I used to work in the Materials Bureau.

A little New Year’s benefit is not enough to stop me.

How much money do we have left in our account?”

"Money?" the old store manager said with a wry smile: "We can starve rats to death in our account.

If the superior leadership does not allocate funds, our salary next month will not be paid."

Speaking of which, Xinhua Bookstore is not particular about it. Since the art store is left to the local government, it should be more generous.

There is no need to do such a thing and take away all the money from the painting shop's account.

It's indeed a bit much.

Nowadays, when someone comes to sell paintings, they don’t even have money to accept them.

"Well, I have 10,000 yuan in cash here, which I will put aside for financial emergencies first.

In addition, I will go to the Publishing Bureau immediately to find the leader to apply for a fund.

How to run a painting shop if you don’t have a penny in your account?

If someone comes to sell paintings, how can we issue an IOU to them?" Zhang Junping said as he took out ten dozen cash from his briefcase and put it on the coffee table.
To be continued...