"Send my brother to your house. What will he do to his mother?"

"But we will also miss our mother!" Chunni said, tilting her head.

"You are such a little girl!" Ye Lihua held Chuni in her arms and kissed her hard.

Zhang Junping smiled and watched the two of them making out.

My two daughters are absolutely smart, especially when it comes to answering conversations, no one can beat them.

Even Zhang Junping was often left speechless by his two daughters and could not answer a conversation.

Several people coaxed Chunni and played with Chunni for a while, then left and went back to work.

They are not like Zhang Junping, who handed over the task and then sat firmly on the Diaoyutai.

Li Wenjuan has now become the Minister of the Administration Department, and Cao Meng has been transferred to the Security Department as the Deputy Minister. Because the Security Department has one more department than other departments, Cao Meng, the Deputy Minister, is not demoted.

The key is that Cao Meng's character is really not suitable for being the Minister of Administration.

When he was originally appointed as the office director, it was to occupy the position for Li Wenjuan.

Wu Xinping did not leave, but continued to stay.

"Tongfei, you are building Qianji Pavilion and the Convention and Exhibition Center, aren't you going through too much trouble?" Wu Xinping said worriedly.

Three years ago, Wu Xinping could no longer keep up with the development of art companies and was in a state of semi-retirement.

This is even more true now. He holds the position of Secretary and Chief Supervisor, but he doesn't manage much.

Seeing the art company progressing one step at a time, Wu Xinping felt that he was really getting old.

However, today he really couldn't help it. Whether it was Qianji Pavilion or the Convention and Exhibition Center, they were no small projects.

He was really worried that the art company would ruin the great form in front of him by taking too big a step.

"Master, when we first established the art company, I told you my goal.

To put it more simply, earning foreign exchange for the country is the purpose of the city sending me here.

On a larger scale, we are engaged in a war of cultural export.

Since the reform and opening up, look at it, people are breaking their heads and want to go abroad. Is it really that good abroad?

To put it bluntly, this is all influenced by certain cultures.

Abroad is a paradise of freedom and an ocean of democracy.

Is that really the case?"

"Does this have anything to do with your plan?"

"Of course it does. I have been working hard towards this goal for the past three years.

Work hard step by step.

BJ Painting Store, China Impression, Qianjige, these three brands, what we sell is not only products, but also culture.

Our calligraphy, ink paintings, our porcelain, jade carvings, and woodware are all the condensation of Chinese culture. When I sell them abroad, I am carrying out a cultural export.

We used to sell these things, but the initiative was not in our hands and we were too passive.

In the past, the export of handicrafts from various places was, to put it bluntly, selling gold at cabbage prices.

This is not cultural export, it will only make foreigners think that our culture is cheap.

No one cares about cheap things.

I just want to make the momentum bigger and let the whole world know that Chinese culture is noble, so noble that ordinary people cannot afford it.

Only in this way will more people pay attention to Chinese culture."

"Alas! I'm old and can't keep up with the form, but I think what you said makes sense.

I'm just worried that we are taking too big a step and going too fast."

"Master, don't worry!

You should know that I had the Qianji Pavilion plan three years ago. Why did I keep suppressing it and waited three years before proposing it?

Because I am waiting for the art company to have enough background to support this plan.

I am bringing this up now because I feel that the time has come." Zhang Junping said confidently.

"Okay! If you think it's okay, then go for it! I support you!" Wu Xinping nodded and left Zhang Junping's office.

Although Wu Xinping, the master, did not give Zhang Junping anything, he was definitely competent in supporting his work.

The art company has been able to develop so smoothly in recent years, and it is really inseparable from Wu Xinping's support.

If it were another person in this position, regardless of his abilities, he would definitely not be like Wu Xinping, who restrained himself and refused to point fingers when he didn't understand.

At that time, Zhang Junping spent a lot of energy just fighting with him every day.

These are the people who fight internally and are good at fighting externally, but outsiders are fighting outside.

Therefore, Zhang Junping has always maintained sufficient respect for Wu Xinping.

It was his honor to meet such a master and leader, and it was also the art company’s luck.

"Daddy, daddy!"

"Dad, I've finished painting!"

Chuni and Chunniu ran over, grabbed Zhang Junping's clothes and shouted, interrupting Zhang Junping's thinking.

"Okay, daddy, check it out." Zhang Junping turned to look at his two girls.

Seeing this, Zhang Junping couldn't help but frown.

Are these still his two daughters?

"Baby, how did you do this? Why are you all painted on your body?"

"Chun Niu did it for me!"

"Chunni painted it for me!"

The two people accused each other in unison.

"It's you, you drew it for me."

"You drew it for me first!"

Who says twins can't fight? Anyway, his two daughters can fight seven or eight times a day.

"Come with me." Zhang Junping pulled his two girls to the mirror.

"Look, who's inside?"

"Wow! Chunni, you are miserable. Mom will definitely spank you when you get home."

"Chun Niu, look at the dirt on your body and you can't even touch it."

Chun Ni and Chun Niu pointed at each other like little adults and said disgustedly.

But they all ignored that their bodies were also covered in dye.

"Okay, you two little troublemakers.

Let you draw and see what's all over your face, hands, and clothes.

Let's go and take a shower with dad.

If you dare to paint on your body again, I won’t spank you."

"No! You don't want my butt."

"Dad, please don't spank Chunni, okay?"

While Chuni and Chunniu were talking, they pounced on Zhang Junping coquettishly.

Zhang Junping couldn't move away yet for fear of throwing them.

Good guys, within a few minutes, the three of us have become the same.

Zhang Junping's face, hands, and clothes were also stained with dye.

Ye Lihua opened the door and walked in with a document. When she saw the appearance of Zhang Junping and the others, she immediately covered her stomach and laughed.

"How did you do this?"

"These two little naughty little naughty kids, I asked them to draw, and ended up painting themselves all over, and then painted all over me." Zhang Junping said with a wry smile.

"You're really good!

No wonder the children are willing to follow you, you dote on them too much." Ye Lihua said with a smile.

"My daughter, if I don't spoil her, who will?" Zhang Junping said with a proud smile.

"Okay, you can continue to dote on me.

Please read this document and sign it."

"Are you anxious?"
To be continued...