Chapter 2017 At that time, at this moment
Chu Heng glanced happily at the five design team members who had not slackened their work because of his absence, and stepped into the room, with the cotton shoes under his feet There was a slight sound on the ground.
“Pa!”
The five people were immediately attracted by the sound and looked up one after another.
“Happy New Year, everyone.” Chu Heng was born just now, smiling and cupping his hands at them.
"Happy New Year, happy New Year."
"It's gone, Comrade Chu Heng."
"Please come in quickly."
The five of them greeted the New Year enthusiastically Finally, the old man among them hurriedly waved to him and said: "You are back, Comrade Chu Heng, come and see if our design draft is successful."
"Okay."
Chu Heng stepped forward quickly and came to the old man's side. He reached out and took a stack of drawings from him. There were more than a dozen drawings, including outer packaging and bottle stickers.
So the drawings are all in a unified Tang style, and there are differences in various ways depending on the designers.
After looking at a few pictures, he frowned slightly. He was a little dissatisfied with the design style of those drawings. He felt there was nothing new, and it even felt like he was looking at a copy of a Tang painting.
When the five people saw his expression, their hearts sank, and they couldn't help but cry out in pain. They had some confidence in the design draft this time, but they didn't expect that they still couldn't satisfy this guy.
“Hey!”
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Chu Heng's eyes suddenly lit up and he stared at a drawing in his hand and looked at it carefully.
The painting is a picture of a drunken imperial concubine. The painting style is not as complicated as others. It only takes a few strokes to outline an intoxicated beauty with a graceful figure, and each stroke is so smooth and so beautiful. Just right, but if the lines are a little off or a little short, it will destroy the overall beauty of the painting.
At first glance, the whole painting gives people a natural feeling, which is in line with Chu Heng’s simple but not simple design concept.
"Okay! This drawing is very good, passed the test!" Chu Heng laughed and put the drawing aside, cheering up the others.
Then he looked at the next one. The style was very similar to the previous one, except that the painting on it was a lady. It was obviously painted by one person.
After he selected this painting from among them, he continued to look at the others. Unfortunately, although there were several good designs in the later design drafts, none of them could satisfy him as much as the previous two.
Not long after, after reading the design draft, Chu Heng put it in his hand, picked up the two he had picked out before, smiled at the five people and asked: "These two are very good, are they Who designed it? "
"It's me." A man in his thirties walked forward, with simple clothes, meticulous hair, a faint smile on his face, and a very elegant temperament.
This man Zhan Jianjun is a well-known painter at the moment. He is a teacher at the Academy of Fine Arts. He is good at oil painting and meticulous painting. He is also an antique lover, especially ancient calligraphy and painting. He is very interested in Wu Daozi and I am especially fond of Ren Bonian's calligraphy and painting.
Chu Heng had met him a few times in his previous life, but at that time he was a great artist and a great collector, and he, a twenty-five-year-old with a lot of money, couldn't stand him at all, so he didn't even say anything. A few words.
But things are different now. Chu Heng is now his benefactor.
According to the historical trajectory, Zhan Jianjun was going to be transferred to Beihe late last year, but he happened to catch up with Chu Heng who was selecting people. At that time, he spotted this great painter who would be famous both at home and abroad at a glance on the list. He took the person from the security department.
So Zhan Jianjun has always been grateful to him, and at the same time quite in awe.
“Comrade Zhan’s two design sketches are very good.” After Chu Heng praised them, he raised the sketches in his hands and said to others: “Everyone can refer to them.”
In addition The expressions of the four people were very subtle, showing a kind of dissatisfaction and dissatisfaction. A literati.
I understand.
Since ancient times, there has been no first in literature and no second in martial arts. The same is true for painters. Some people even look down on the paintings of Wu Daozi and Van Gogh.
So Chu Heng didn't take it seriously, turned around and pulled Zhan Jianjun aside, and asked: "Your two drawings are very good, I like them very much, so I plan to let you make one by yourself The design draft must be completed within a month. Is it difficult?”
Later Generations Lianduo? Zhan Jianjun, who looked at Chu Heng with an unimpressed look, looked embarrassed when he heard this. After hesitating for a moment, he was worried about upsetting Chu Heng, so he carefully said with him: "If you have more time, it won't be a big problem. In a month, This is a bit difficult, unless you give me two more... assistants."
"Okay, I'll go say hello to Qian Ding later. You can find the person yourself. You must come up with the design draft for me within a month!"
"No problem!"
"That's it."
Chu Heng walked out of the studio and went back to the office of the winery project team. He said hello to Qian Ding and the others, and then hurriedly left. Lou drove away.
It's past eleven o'clock now. My eldest cousin and the others are coming over at noon. If it's later, he won't be able to catch up.
Chu Heng worked hard all the way and finally rushed back to Banchang Hutong at about half past eleven.
Getting off the car and coming to the door, when he saw two bicycles parked beside him, he knew that his eldest cousin and Fan Huosheng had arrived, so he hurriedly opened the door and entered the hospital.
“Goose goose goose goose...”
He had just walked a few steps into the courtyard when he heard his eldest cousin’s trademark hearty laughter coming from the backyard. Chu Heng The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, it had been a long time since the courtyard had been so lively.
“You’re back.”
Yang Guizhi, who was busy in the kitchen, looked back when she heard the footsteps. She was also in a good mood and said with a smile: "Come in quickly, Fengchun and Huosheng are here. Let's have dinner on time at twelve o'clock."
"Okay, you're busy, Sister Guizhi." Chu Heng quickened his pace and went to the backyard, and walked straight into the confinement room. At this time, the deaf old lady, Ni's mother, and the eldest cousin were all in the room, and they were saying Talking to Ni Yinghong with a smile.
Fan Huosheng is not here. This is the room where Ni Yinghong is undergoing confinement. It is not convenient for a gay man to come in. He is drinking tea in the main room at this time. As the only male in the family when I am away, Chu Zhecheng was accompanying him in that room...
So after Chu Heng said a few words to his eldest cousin, he stepped forward with a valuable look, hugged his daughter and coaxed her, and then wiped himself out of the confinement room. Come out of the room and go to the main room to accompany Fan Huosheng.
When he entered the room, Fan Huosheng was sitting at the dining table boredly reading the newspaper, while Chu Zhecheng was minding his own business playing with toy cars on the Arhat bed.
"You're back, brother."
Seeing Chu Heng come in, Fan Huosheng stood up to greet him.
"Sit down, let the fire start." Chu Heng smiled at him, walked forward and pulled him to sit down.
Although in terms of seniority, he should call Fan Huosheng brother-in-law, but he really couldn't say it to this guy who was a few years younger than him. In addition, Fan Huosheng himself was not used to it, so they and Duan Fengchun Call each one his own.
The two sat down and chatted for a while, then drank tea and chatted casually about work and the current situation. After some necessary pointers, the food at Yang Guizhi's side was also ready. Apart from Ni Yinghong, mother and daughter, and Qin Jingru who had gone to work, the family gathered in the main room and had a sumptuous lunch together.
Duan Fengchun and his wife didn't drink much wine at noon because they had to visit other relatives in the afternoon. After Chu Heng shared a bottle of Maotai with the couple, they stopped drinking, so they ate the meal very quickly before proceeding. It was over in more than half an hour.
Then they talked in the room for a while, and Duan Fengchun and Fan Huosheng said goodbye and left.