When Zhang Junping wrote the invitation letter, he left it to them to deliver the invitation letter. This was an invisible teaching and exercise.

How much they can learn depends entirely on their understanding.

Zheng Dongmei acted quickly, and Pan Meng rushed to the art company to report on the third day after Zhang Junping made the call.

"Report to squad leader, Pan Meng reports to you!" Pan Meng stood in front of Zhang Junping, saluted and shouted loudly.

"Okay, this is not in the army, why are you shouting so loudly?" Zhang Junping smiled and stepped forward to hug Pan Meng.

Pan Meng also came to attend his wedding. Among the comrades around BJ, Pan Meng's workplace was the worst, so when there was an opportunity, he naturally followed him first.

"You go through the entry formalities first, and then you get your younger siblings and children over after you settle in." Zhang Junping asked Pan Meng to sit on the sofa and said to him with a smile.

"I listen to the squad leader!" Pan Meng grinned.

Zhang Junping picked up the phone, called Zheng Dongmei, and called her to the office.

"This is Zheng Dongmei, the chief of the personnel section, and this is Pan Meng, our new security section chief, who is also a soldier I brought out." Zhang Junping introduced the two of them with a smile.

"Hello, Chief Zheng!"

"Hello, Section Chief Pan! Welcome to join the art company!" Zheng Dongmei smiled and stretched out her hand to shake Pan Meng's hand.

"Manager, there must be nothing wrong with the soldiers you brought out. Now the safety of our art company is guaranteed." After greeting Pan Meng, Zheng Dongmei said to Zhang Junping with a smile.

"Haha! Chief Zheng, feel free to use the soldiers I brought out!" Zhang Junping said with an immodest smile.

Pan Meng was also a PLA soldier who had been on the battlefield and held human lives in his hands.

There is no problem in being the head of the security department in an art company.

"Chief Zheng, please take Pan Meng to go through the entry procedures first.

Then we will go together to select the security personnel of the security department." Zhang Junping told Zheng Dongmei after chatting for a while.

"Okay, the street just happened to call me and asked when they could arrange for someone to come over for an interview." Zheng Dongmei smoothed her hair and smiled.

“Then let’s do it today!

After the people from the security department arrive, I can arrange for Lao Lu to tear down the wall.

We are an art company and we are open for business, so it is really awkward to have such a wall." Zhang Junping said with a smile.

When Zhang Junping came to work in Nanxincang on his first day, he had objections to the fence and iron gate.

Just considering that Nan Xincang stores so many precious calligraphy and paintings, and the current social environment is a bit chaotic, and worried that it would be unsafe to demolish the wall, we did not request the demolition.

Now that the security department has been improved, it is natural to tear down the wall as soon as possible.

Not only that, Zhang Junping also plans to green the surrounding area and plant some ornamental flowers, plants and trees. He will plant flowers, plants and trees in all the available space on the periphery before occupying it.

"Okay! I will recruit all the people in the security department as soon as possible!"

“When recruiting, priority will be given to veterans who are disabled but can complete patrol duties.

If there are not enough, we will choose from those veterans with sound limbs." Just as Zheng Dongmei was about to leave, Zhang Junping stopped her and explained.

"I understand, manager! You are a good person!" Zheng Dongmei naturally knew Zhang Junping's intentions and respected Zhang Junping even more.

"Haha! You are the second person to say that I am a good person!" Zhang Junping laughed.

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Zheng Dongmei acted very quickly and filled up all the places in the security section that day. There were twenty-seven people in total, six of whom were veterans with disabilities, and the remaining nineteen were all with sound limbs.

The twenty-four people are divided into three classes, with eight people in each class and one class leader.

Responsible for the security of the entire Nanxincang.

The three extra people were specially requested by Zhang Junping and are the drivers responsible for driving.

One is given to Wu Xinping to be his full-time driver, and the other two are given to the office. Anyone who wants to use the car can apply to the office.

Zhang Junping's own car does not require a driver, he drives it himself.

After the personnel arrived at their posts, Zhang Junping directly called Lu Guozhong to the office and said, "Lao Lu, find someone to tear down all the walls around Nan Xincang, and don't even need the gate.

Also, find someone to plant all these places with flowers, plants and trees."

Zhang Junping took out a piece of paper, and the floor plan of Nan Xincang was drawn on it. Zhang Junping arranged for Xia Guoxiang to draw it.

Zhang Junping circled the paper and said to Lu Guozhong: "Put a few stone paths here and plant flowers, plants and trees in the rest. You can decide on the varieties.

It's best to use low shrubs, as too tall trees will block our office."

Zhang Junping really couldn't decide what kind of flowers, plants and trees to plant. This was not the future. Just make a phone call and there would be countless nursery stock companies vying to supply the goods.

In this day and age, it is not easy to buy suitable seedlings.

After explaining Lu Guozhong, Zhang Junping called Xia Guoxiang over again.

"Xiangzi, go to Baylor Mansion in Shichahai and pick up Lao Yangtou."

"Okay Master!" Xia Guoxiang took Zhang Junping's car keys and turned to leave.

Zhang Junping sighed, everything was just casual errands, but without him asking, others would not dare to take the initiative to do such casual errands.

While Xia Guoxiang went to pick up someone, Zhang Junping wrote another big calligraphy to calm his mind.

Writing can make people calm. Zhang Junping now likes writing. Whenever he has time, he will write a few strokes every day.

Therefore, Zhang Junping also became a contracted artist for an art company.

He is also the highest level nine signed artist, enjoying the highest level of 19%.

There are four levels of sharing for contracted artists. The lowest one is naturally 50/50. This is the ratio for signed artists from level 1 to level 5. Regardless of the high level of sharing in this part, in fact, art companies really don’t make much money.

Sixth-level contracted artists are awarded 64%, seventh-level artists are awarded 73%, eighth-level artists are awarded 82%, and ninth-level artists are awarded 91%.

Regardless of the gradual reduction in the share of profits, art companies really make money by relying on this group of artists.

Zhang Junping did not do anything false to avoid suspicion. As a manager, he cannot sign such a high-level sharing contract.

Just kidding, I've reached my level, why can't I sign for the highest level?

Zhang Junping's calligraphy and painting may not be very famous in the artist circle, but he is quite famous in the government circle.

His calligraphy and paintings hang in his father-in-law's office and Mayor Zhou's office.

What works is effective.

All government officials who could talk to Zhang Junping came to him to ask for calligraphy and paintings.

Therefore, Zhang Junping's reputation is very famous in government agencies.

Everyone knows that Mayor Qiu has an artist son-in-law who is good at calligraphy and painting, especially Mao calligraphy. He has mastered the essence of Mao calligraphy and is able to make the fake look real.

There is no way, government agencies like hairy bodies.

They all specified a hairy body.

Zhang Junping had no choice but to write in Mao style for them.

After all, only outsiders can come to your door to ask for calligraphy and painting.

However, considering Wu Xinping's mood, Zhang Junping requested that his contract level be kept strictly confidential and only Chen Lijun and Song Heping knew about it.

There is no way around these two people. One is responsible for signing the contract, and the other is responsible for keeping the contract. After a while, the money is sold and the accounts are divided.

After Zhang Junping finished writing a piece of calligraphy, he took the towel to wipe his hands and told Li Wenjuan: "I will send all these words to Master Qin later."

"Okay Master! You are really very productive! In the recent period alone, you have sent over twenty pieces of calligraphy and painting." Li Wenjuan said with a smile.

"Haha! Are you envious? Then you should practice your calligraphy well.

When you master your calligraphy, you can sign a contract and get an extra signing subsidy. Even for the lowest first-level contracted artist, the subsidy is higher than your salary." Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"Master, I have always worked hard, okay? It's just that I don't have the talent for calligraphy. My handwriting is not as good as my junior brother's!" Li Wenjuan said with a pout.

"It's not that you're not talented enough, it's that you don't work hard enough.

After you complete the homework assigned by me every day, do you take the initiative to practice calligraphy? Do you think carefully about it?

Xiangzi overcompleted his homework every day. When he had time, he would read my handwriting and figure out how to write and how to use force." Zhang Junping knocked on Li Wenjuan.

Li Wenjuan is very smart and spiritual.

However, smart people tend to drift easily.

Li Wenjuan is a living example.

He is smarter than Xia Guoxiang, but he is not as good as Xia Guoxiang in calligraphy, painting, or boxing.
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