The first order Zhao Mingyang made was an order accidentally picked up by a colleague in his previous life. It was an order that many people could not imagine.
In an alley on N Road in South Shencheng, most of the people living here are old Shencheng people. They have been neighbors for decades or even a century. Many people have lived here for sixty or seventy years. Several generations of people here live here.
They have been playing since childhood.
There is a family here, number 28 if I remember correctly. At that time, Empty Bottle Media internally called this list the 28 Miracle.
The reason why it is called the 28 Miracle is because this order is really easy to sign, and the order signed is directly for five million. This order is so good because a colleague passed by and took a second look at 28
In the courtyard, it was signed.
The colleague who signed the order at the time did not expect it to go so smoothly, but it seemed to have taken away all his luck. In the next few years, he did not make a single order, and later he changed careers.
What can I say about this kind of thing? It’s really not a rare thing in the sales field. Many people are lucky enough to get a big project. It’s not about how strong they are, but it’s because the project seems to come to them and they can’t push it away. It’s forced upon them.
I'll give it to you in general, but many people seem to have no more luck after completing this kind of project, and may be unlucky next.
Zhao Mingyang came to door No. 28 at this time. There was an old man in the yard who painted in the yard every day.
Zhao Mingyang glanced into the yard. The old man was not there. What happened? Did he go to eat chicken?
He couldn't stay, lest he arouse suspicion. After walking around, Zhao Mingyang left quickly. This old man was basically untouchable. He would paint here every day, and he would always leave the door open for people to see. He was afraid that others would not know that he was painting. What happened today?
Not here anymore?
After a while, Zhao Mingyang strolled to the door of No. 28 and saw an old man with silver hair and a white beard. He was wearing a white Tang suit and a pair of black cloth shoes. He was standing in front of a table, sorting out pens, ink and papers.
Inkstone, everything is ready, spread out the paper, pick up the brush and dip it in ink and start painting.
With his movements and expressions, those who didn't know it would have thought he was a master. If he walked in and took a look, he couldn't help but say: "Hold the grass! This outfit is all in vain."
The old man's painting is really like ghost painting. His painting can only be said to be very average, and he has no talent for painting at all.
And that colleague from the previous life happened to look at the paintings painted by the old man when he was passing by, and said without conscience: "The old man's paintings are pretty good."
With just such a sentence, he actually got the order. Who believed it? Do you believe it? No one believed it, but it happened.
"The old man's painting is pretty good!" Zhao Mingyang stood in front of the door and looked at it for a while and said.
When the old man heard this, he put down his pen, glanced at Zhao Mingyang, waved and said, "Come in."
Zhao Mingyang took advantage of the opportunity and went in. In fact, the paintings painted by this old man were criticized and ridiculed by his neighbors every day. Even the people passing by did not say that his paintings were good. After all, most people not only have good eyesight, but also don't like to say unconscionable words, unless
Once the money is in place, you can call me daddy.
The old man heard this unconscionable compliment, just like a man who can only hold on for three seconds at a time meets a woman who says he is great, a real man, strong and long-lasting.
"Young man, do you also know how to draw?" The old man took the initiative to chat with Zhao Mingyang.
"I know a little bit. I just saw you painting outside the door and I didn't dare to disturb you. Your painting is very good. It is full of traditional heritage and post-modern realism. It is a combination of tradition and modernity.
You see, this UFO looks like an expectation for the future. The three elements of classical, modern and future are combined together. This is simply a masterpiece. You are a master and an artist."
The old man is so flattered by Zhao Mingyang that he is about to rise to the top. It feels so good! It feels really good!
Although I don’t even know what I’m painting, Zhao Mingyang’s interpretation is so good and wonderful. This painting is going to be framed. Anyone who comes will tell me that it combines the base of the past, modern realism and future expectations.
Got up.
I open the door and draw every day, don't you just want others to see it? I've been pretending for so long, and I finally succeeded.
It's a pity, it's a pity that Niu Cuihua next door is not here at this time. When she chased her, she thought that she didn't understand art and had no literary talent, so she followed that poor man. What kind of artist was that man? He was just a small man.
calligraphy teacher.
The heart of the old man is in turmoil because of what he can't get, and the old man's heart has been in turmoil for decades. The neighbors around him all say that he has no artistic talent and only does business. They know nothing. Sooner or later, I will surprise them.
Don't die early, just wait and see if I succeed in pretending.
Zhao Mingyang looked at the old man enjoying himself and thought, what kind of UFO is that? It's just a circle. He didn't know what to draw, so he just drew a circle.
Many people think it's shameful to pretend to be cool. In fact, most people want to pretend to be cool, but it's just a matter of whether they can pretend or not.
Dan Qing, a contemporary painting master, once said: "There used to be a lot of words used to describe artists. In recent years, people are talking about pretentiousness. I think the word pretentiousness is very good. I have loved pretending to be pretentious since I was a child, but I have become good at it."
It can be seen that there is no shame in pretending. It is nothing more than admitting it or not, pretending or not. The ultimate goal of human beings is nothing more than pretending. The feeling of pleasure in pretending is higher than any sense of satisfaction. That kind of harmony.
The refreshing feeling of oneness can really only be experienced by those who succeed in pretending.
It's fun to be cool for a while, and it's fun to be cool all the time. This is the joy of life.
The so-called maverick and the so-called different are all pointing to one thing: I am different from you. If you don’t understand, you are LOW. If you understand me, you will praise me desperately.
Zhao Mingyang loves to show off, and the old man also loves to show off. Isn't this a coincidence? We are both pretenders, so why should we know each other before we meet. Today, Zhao Mingyang is going to let the old man complete a perfect show off.
"Masters and artists are all just seeking fame. I don't care about these false reputations." The old man waved his hand and said.
If he hadn't known about this old man's deeds in his previous life, Zhao Mingyang would have really believed him.
"Old man, you are right. How can a person like you care about these false names? It's not like one of our clients who paid us to help with the operation and insists on becoming a household name. You don't care about these. It's very
It's admirable." After Zhao Mingyang finished speaking, he looked at the old man, he wanted to see a live demonstration of what it means to slap oneself in the face.
When the old man heard Zhao Mingyang's words, he opened his mouth without saying a word. He walked to the coffee table in the courtyard and picked up a teapot and drank some water. The courtyard was not big, only about twenty square meters, which was just enough for a table, a coffee table and two
There are two chairs and a big tree in the courtyard, which almost covers the house.
"What do you do, young man?" The old man still couldn't hold it in and finally asked.
What Zhao Mingyang was waiting for was his words, this old man is a rich man.
In the early years, to be precise, this old man started doing business decades ago. He was one of the first batch of bankrupts. His children are all abroad. Now he is the only one living here. He doesn't go anywhere. He loves to show off and goes out to hang out with others.
When asked what he does, he always calls himself a painter.
He also spent money to invite reporters to interview him, but the response was average and there was no splash, which made him very depressed.
"Hello, old man, I am the marketing manager of Kongping Media. This is my business card. Our company's business scope is mainly to help the world's top 500 companies with operations, help some celebrities with operations, etc. We are in the entertainment industry.
We have done the most. To put it simply, we can quickly make something become a household name and everyone knows it." Zhao Mingyang took out his business card and gave it to the old man.
The old man looked at the business card and said, "Hey guys, this card is awesome. I want to get one like this myself."
"Do you have time? If you have nothing to do, come over and have a cup of tea."
"It's okay, I just finished working on a project, so you're welcome." Zhao Mingyang sat on a wooden chair and took the tea from the old man. He was waiting, what is this old guy thinking?
He's showing off, and he's the kind of person who can spend money to show off.
