On the second floor of Minghui Fashion City, as soon as Tang Zhun walked out, Chen Jiayu waved his hand excitedly, "Husband, don't move, hurry up and go back to practice calligraphy, just look at this signboard with Xu Lu." ” "Great calligrapher, you can write half a day's scrap manuscript for half a day, don't come to help, we can do it."
Xu Lu also joked with a smile.
Tang Zhun's face darkened slightly, and he rolled his eyes before continuing to step forward, took the signboard he had just sent from the two of them, and went to clean it up himself.
Of course, the people who sent the door sign were also there, and they were not needed for the big job, and after a while, the signboard was installed, and Chen Jiayu excitedly bid farewell to the staff, and walked back to the small shop to turn around happily, "The tax registration certificate is also coming down soon, right?"
” "Xu Lu and I have seen it almost, we can buy it at any time, and it will open soon, haha, but when the time comes, husband, don't be dazzled, I am a women's clothing store."
Chen Jiayu is generally in charge of the small shop, and Tang Zhun doesn't understand the specific bargaining, he just ......
If you are alone in the store, you don't have much time to leave in a day, so you can sit down and reduce Chen Jiayu's burden.
Tang Zhun doesn't care whether he practices calligraphy or writes manuscripts, it's the same at home or in the store.
As for the employees you say?
The small shop is too small to be worth hiring staff.
Xu Lu, who is a girlfriend, can occasionally come to help, but doing business together is easy to cause some conflicts in friendship due to money and work.
Tang Zhun didn't care about the small money, and said that he would invite Xu Lu, but Chen Jiayu and Chen Jiayu both disagreed with it.
"Tang Zhun, you go on, leave us alone.
You have to write well, our small shop doesn't expect to make money at the beginning, it's good if you don't lose money, it's all up to you these months.
Xu Lu also walked to the counter at this time, pushed Tang Zhun and pointed to the counter, "However, yesterday's tease said that he bought those words back and showed them to his grandfather, his grandfather is the real calligrapher, or the provincial calligraphers association, that tease doesn't understand......
Should he go back and be trained by his grandfather, and then come to you to return the goods?
” Xu Lu was very curious, she still didn't believe in writing casually, she could sell it for so much money, Tang Zhun didn't answer in her words, her face showed a hint of weirdness, and she looked at the door of the store behind Xu Lu.
Chen Jiayu burst out laughing, and after laughing, he hurriedly walked to Tang Zhun's side, a little nervous.
When Xu Lu turned around, his face turned red.
She was a funny guy, and she was standing at the door at the moment, with an embarrassed face, and there was an old man in a Tang costume behind the funny, with a strong momentum and demeanor, and there was a feeling of intimidation at a glance.
"I, I didn't mean you ......"
With a red face and a helpless mouth, Zhao Junxing, who was standing at the door, glanced at Tang Zhun in surprise, and then tried to squeeze out a smile similar to yesterday, "Brother Tang, sister-in-law is good, oops, I bought those words yesterday and went home to show them to my grandfather, the old man admires the five-body projection...... said that you are definitely the existence of the new calligraphy founding school, so I came to take a look. ” With a trembling voice, Zhao Junxing turned around and introduced, "This is my grandfather." ” "Hello Mr.
Tang, I am Zhao Weisheng, chairman of Dongsheng Express."
The old man floated under his feet, walked over and greeted him seriously and politely, introduced himself, and handed out a business card.
When he shook hands with Tang Zhun and separated, and the business card was also placed on the front desk, Zhao Weisheng took out a notebook from his arms, "I heard that the tax registration certificate of your store is still being processed, and it just so happens that I am friends with Director Yang of the Municipal Taxation Bureau, and I also stopped by when I came, so I sent this to you." ” After saying this, he was afraid that Tang Zhun would be dissatisfied, and then looked at Chen Jiayu's two daughters, and then he said, "I am a person who loves calligraphy all my life, I was a middle school teacher before I started business, but I didn't let go of my hobby......
Only then did I take the liberty to come and disturb, hoping that Mr.
Tang would not be surprised. ” The posture of the grandfather and grandson of the Zhao family is too low, this low profile plus that he knows the director of the provincial and urban taxation bureaus, and he brought the documents easily?
Chen Jiayu and the two were obviously a little frightened, and they both looked at Tang Zhun and didn't speak, a little at a loss.
"That's right, Mr.
Tang's words, when it comes to artistry, depth, etc., there is still a gap between them and historical masters or modern masters, but the importance is not here, we have thousands of years of history, there are only so many kinds of books in total, which can show the trend of founding a sect, even if it is a trend that has not yet become a master, it is already a sensational event, and it may be a little far away, but Mr.
Tang is still so young,......" …… This is specially explained to Chen Jiayu's two daughters, he asked many times about everything that Zhao Junxing and Tang Zhun met yesterday, knowing that the two daughters did not know, if they knew, how could they be so excited because "a pile of waste paper" could be sold for 20,000 yuan?
The mysterious and inexplicable power contained in those pieces of paper is definitely far more than 20,000 countless times.
Mr.
Tang didn't let that side know, and a person like him naturally knew what to do.
Explaining, he suddenly saw that there were a few more balls of paper in the trash can behind the counter next to Tang Zhun?
There are also words being written on the calligraphy and painting paper on Tang Zhun's counter?
Zhao Weisheng stopped talking, full of heat, and looked at the trash can with a slight trembling.
In the face of such an indescribable baby, how can he remain calm?
Even if the treasure in his mind is just scrapped and discarded by others, for an ordinary person like him, it is a treasure.
Zhao Weisheng's status and status don't care about the face and small money that can be won in the consumption of luck, but he knows that luck is not just in money.
Billionaires worth tens of millions of dollars don't care about tens of thousands, but luck ......
Who doesn't want to have a good fortune?
Last night, rock-paper-scissors didn't win much money, and won tens of thousands of mahjong in the morning, and the paper that Zhao Junxing bought was broken in two, and now only one is left by Zhao Weisheng as a treasure in a cloth bag, and it is placed on his chest.
Now, there are still seven or eight regiments in the trash can?
He was so excited that he forgot what he was doing, and was full of lust for that trash can.
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Chen Jiayu and Xu Lu glanced at each other, and waited for half a minute without seeing him speak, before looking at Zhao Junxing faintly, "You guys, aren't you here to refund the money?"
” Wow, Zhao Junxing almost fell and returned the money?
Are you kidding me?
"Of course not, works of art are priceless, and it is difficult to measure them by value, just like auctions often auction tens of millions of porcelain, calligraphy and paintings, is it that those porcelain calligraphy and paintings can be eaten?
That's art......"
"Mr.
Tang's words, artistry is not at that level, but there are that kind of trends and signs, so to speak, all kinds of famous artists are not only famous, the pinnacle of the category has infinite artistic charm, is learning and exploring, showing its growth step by step, but also contains amazing value, we are happy to see the hunt, I think Mr.
Tang will become a master in the next twenty or thirty years, will be so eager for these fonts that are witnessing his growth."
"His characters are no longer simple Chinese characters, but contain life, containing Mr.
Tang's memories, experiences, tribulations, etc. for more than 30 years, and what he writes is artistic conception." ………… As he spoke, he almost blew Tang Zhun's words into the sky, and when Chen Jiayu and the two daughters were dizzy, they saw Tang Zhun's strange eyes at a glance, so Zhao Junxing stopped talking and shut up.