Portable Museum

Chapter 358

Talking and laughing, let the two mothers forget the pain of giving birth just now.

No, only one experienced pain.

Qiu Wenyan only felt pain for a while in the early stage, but didn't feel any pain at all afterwards.

After the baby was bathed, he was sent back and wrapped in a small quilt.

"Look, Swallow, look at our girl, isn't she juicy and beautiful?" Zhang Junping said proudly.

"Well! Follow me!" Qiu Wenyan glanced at the two little men lying beside her, with a kind smile full of maternal love on her face.

After observing for another half an hour, Zhang Junping personally pushed the cart and pushed Qiu Wenyan and his wife out of the delivery room.

The elder sister next to her could have gone out a long time ago, but she insisted on waiting for Qiu Wenyan to go out together.

"Father, thank this doctor quickly, if it weren't for him, you wouldn't have seen our mother and daughter." The eldest sister said to her man as soon as she came out.

The eldest sister's man is more than 30 years old, he looks really talented, he is gentle, he looks like a cadre.

"Thank you, thank you brother!" the more than 30-year-old middle-aged man didn't understand, but he still held Zhang Junping's hand and thanked him.

"You're welcome, I'm just doing it with a little effort. It's also a kind of fate that my wife and your wife gave birth in the same delivery room." Zhang Junping laughed.

Seeing that the middle-aged man wanted to thank him, Zhang Junping smiled and said: "Okay, let's not be so polite, hurry up and go back to the ward."

"Yep!

When I look back, I will specifically thank you, brother. "

Zhang Junping also hurriedly pushed the car back to the ward.

This era is not the later generations. Central air-conditioning is used, and the temperature in the entire corridor is constant.

In this era, heating is still used in the wards, and there is no heating in the corridors, so it is relatively cold.

Back in the ward, Zhang Junping carried Qiu Wenyan to the hospital bed.

The whole family gathered around and asked questions one after another.

"How is it? Is it a boy or a girl?" The one who can ask so directly is naturally the mother-in-law.

"Mom, it's all Pingzi's fault for talking about daughters all day long. Now it's all right, I really gave birth to two daughters." Qiu Wenyan pouted.

"It's okay, it's okay! My daughter is my father's close-fitting padded jacket.

Look at how handsome my granddaughter is, she will definitely be as beautiful as a swallow in the future. "Mother Zhang quickly smiled and comforted.

"I'm a little aunt!" Qiu Wenling stared at the villain on the bed and shouted in surprise: "Mom, look at these two villains who look exactly like when I was a child."

"It's not exactly the same as when you were a child, it's exactly the same as your sister.

You are just more like your elder sister. "Mother Qiu corrected.

"That's not the same." Qiu Wenling muttered.

Seeing that everyone likes her two daughters so much, Qiu Wenyan no longer felt wronged.

Looking at the two villains who were exactly like him when he was a child, he laughed happily.

"Swallow, does it hurt to have a baby?" Qiu Wenyu pulled Qiu Wenyan's clothes and asked in a low voice.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all, I don't feel anything.

Hirako stuffed a piece of ginseng into my mouth.

Then I heard the doctor yell for strength, and as soon as I exerted strength, Gulu Gulu was born. "Qiu Wenyan said proudly.

"This child, what nonsense are you talking about? You described it like that, and it was born after a few grunts." Qiu's mother smiled and slapped Qiu Wenyan.

"Sister, you are also pregnant, right? Let Pingzi take your pulse, he will be accurate." Qiu Wenyan said excitedly.

"No, I went to the hospital to check it out."

"Pregnant?"

"En!" Qiu Wenyu nodded.

"You child, why didn't you tell mom about such a big thing as pregnancy?"

"I... I haven't decided whether to do it or not."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"Mom, don't worry! I saw the two daughters born to Yan Zi, and I have made up my mind. I want this child." Qiu Wenyu said solemnly.

Zhang Junping was very surprised, he didn't expect his daughter to be so powerful, she saved the life of her future brother or sister just after she was born.

It really is a little lucky star.

Not long after I came here, the middle-aged man came over again just now, and brought a lot of nutrition over.

There is still 200 yuan.

"Brother, I inquired about it, and the century-old ginseng has a price but no market, it cannot be bought with money.

I don't know how much money is suitable for your piece of century-old ginseng.

You must accept the 200 yuan. "

"Brother, meeting is fate, raising money is fate.

You also said that if there is a price but no market, it is worthless.

I will accept the things you send, and you will take the money. "Zhang Junping naturally wouldn't ask for his money.

Speaking of which, he would also like to thank the eldest sister.

It was people who saved face and didn't shout out.

Otherwise, if there is a disturbance, not only will he be ugly, but Feng Jingxia will also be implicated.

In this day and age, a family member of your mother will follow you into the delivery room, especially if there are other mothers next to you.

If I fail, I will have to go to the police station.

After some excuses, the middle-aged man left his things and left.

"Pingzi, what's the child's name?"

"The Spring Festival is coming soon, one is called Chunni and the other is called Chunniu."

Seeing Qiu Wenyan glaring at him, Zhang Junping quickly added, "This is a nickname."

"Nick name is good, Chunni, Chunniu is a good name." When Mother Qiu heard that it was a nickname, it didn't matter.

Time flies, and seven days have passed in a flash.

Zhang Junping spent the entire Spring Festival in the hospital.

Zhang Jun'an was also sent to my aunt's place.

As for the comrades-in-arms who hadn't finished, Zhang Junping asked Cao Meng to deliver the things and announce the good news by the way, and let them drink happy noodles after the new year.

After having a daughter, Zhang Junping has completely become a daughter slave. Except for going to work every day, the rest of the time is spent with his daughter.

Even at work.

The development of the art company is completely handed over to the subordinate, who sits in the company and directs it remotely.

Time flies, fleeting, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past three years, the development of the art company has been smooth.

The development of artworks also conforms to the minds of some art dealers in Western countries.

With China's reform and opening up, it has gradually entered the world stage, and its voices in the world are getting louder and louder.

Western countries are aware of China's huge market.

Many art dealers began to plan to hype oriental art.

The emergence of art companies has added fire to them invisibly, making the market in which they operate more popular.

Real businessmen are never afraid of competition, healthy competition will only make the market bigger and bigger.

Zhang Junping's art company is positioned as contemporary art, and does not involve antiques.

It can't form a scene with those art dealers, but they have a mutual promotion effect.

This also allows the development of artworks to go smoothly.

Now there are chain stores of China Impression and BJ's Painting Store in major cities around the world.

In addition, the Chinese porcelain chain stores planned by Zhang Junping have also opened.

This is a chain store independent of the other two stores.

Another major change occurred in the past three years.

That is, the ownership of BJ Artwork Company has undergone a fundamental change, from a state-owned enterprise to a joint venture.

The Dashan National Trading Company controlled by Zhang Junping and Zhang Junping himself occupy an absolute controlling stake and own 70.00% of the company's shares.

No way, who made Zhang Junping rich.

Although the art company has developed well in recent years, it can be used for development, and it is simply unable to repay the funds Zhang Junping lent to the art company.

Even after a large amount of foreign exchange funds are used by the state, even the money for the development of art companies abroad cannot be used.

In the end, it was reported to the city government, and after discussions with the city leaders, it was decided to adopt a joint venture method to attract foreign investors to invest in BJ Artworks.

The money Zhang Junping lent to the art company also became shares.

In addition, Zhang Junping directly invested in BJ Artwork Company through Dashan International Trading Company.

Adding up the two items, BJ Art Company basically became Zhang Junping's private company.

Only 20.00% of the state-owned shares remain in Seven.

This is not Zhang Junping's misappropriation of state-owned assets, but the opposite.

Today, the art company has become a giant company with more than 1000 stores in countries all over the world.

The market capitalization exceeds $10 billion.

This is approved by the International Finance Corporation.

In other words, excluding those calligraphy and paintings, the art company has increased twenty-fold in the past three years.

"Dad, Daddy!"

Hearing the sound of seven cars coming from the alley, two little girls carved in pink and jade ran out of the yard.

"Hey, my precious girl!" Zhang Junping walked into the courtyard with one in his arms.

"Chunni, Chunniu, are you being good today? Did you make grandma and mother angry?" Zhang Junping was talking to his daughter dotingly.

"Chun Niu/Chun Ni Ke is good.

I helped my mother look after my brother. "Chunniu Chunni twisted her body in Zhang Junping's arms and said crisply.

Unable to resist Qiu Wenyan's patriarchal thinking, when Chun Nichun was two years old, she asked for another one.

This time it's the son.

My son just had a full moon.

"So cute!" Zhang Junping kissed each of the two girls' faces.

"Boom!"

The two daughters also kissed Zhang Junping back.

The beauty in Zhang Junping's heart is more beautiful than earning tens of billions.

"Master, you are back!" A beautiful brunette ran out of the yard.

This brunette beauty is the French goddess Sophie Marceau.

Zhang Junping hasn't gone abroad for the past three years, so he can give up everything else, but his apprentice can't.

Simply let someone take Sophie Marceau to China and stay by her side for training.

"I'm back, how is Sophie at school today?" Zhang Junping asked with a smile.

After Sophie Marceau was taken to China by Zhang Junping, she had a period of training. After tutoring, she was sent to the Middle School Attached to Central America by him today.

The reason for sending it now is also to allow Sophie Marceau to adapt to the Chinese environment first.

After learning Chinese, and taking cultural lessons, she was sent to the Middle School Attached to Central America.

Central American High School is a well-known key high school in BJ.

Every year, I don’t know how many parents break their heads and want to let their children enter the Central American High School.

Because the Central American High School Entrance Examination Central America has advantages that other schools cannot match.

The teachers of the art classes at the Central Academy of Fine Arts are basically students who graduated from Central Academy of Fine Arts.

Zhang Junping also spent a lot of thought in order to let Sophie Marceau enter the attached middle school.

It's not that the relationship is not in place, the teachers of Yang Meimei are all contracted painters of artworks.

What bothers me is Sophie Marceau's language and culture.

(End of this chapter)