The champion of protecting flowers in modern times

Hearing this, Jun Zuoyuan couldn't help but cheer up, and immediately raised his eyes to stare at Jun Mingde, unable to restrain the excitement in his heart, "Uncle De, do you have any plans?"

Jun Mingde started the car gently, and Xu Sheng said, "Third Elder, I will not let Jun Tieying and that kid named Henry Zhang have a good time easily. Zuo Yuan, you have to remember these two days, Don't be impulsive in everything. Hmph! Even if Shanhe Painting and Calligraphy is in her hands, I will make it an even hotter potato!"

"Jun Tieying, I'd like to see what means you have to turn around a company that is about to go bankrupt!"

At this time, Jun Zuoyuan couldn't help but sneered softly, his eyes were a little impatient, "Okay! Okay! Uncle De, I'm just waiting to see that woman's joke. Let her know that this is not just a joke of hers. Games."

The vehicle drove away slowly.

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In the conference hall, about [-] or so painters stood up, each with a bad face, staring at Henry Zhang with a bit of dissatisfaction. Obviously, the words of Henry Zhang just now completely aroused these people. The painter felt resentful.

I can't wait to prove to Henry Zhang one by one immediately whether I am qualified to stay in 'Shanhe Painting and Calligraphy'.

At this time, Jun Tieying had already said roughly the same thing, and divided the current employees of "Shanhe Painting and Calligraphy" into two batches of assessment, one group was painters, who were assessed by Henry Zhang, and the other batch was personally checked by Jun Tieying. Stay in the meeting room for one by one assessment.

"Miss, if there is nothing else, you can put away your notebook, and I will take them up to the second floor." Henry Zhang smiled slightly at Jun Tieying, and based on his understanding of Jun Tieying, of course he knew Jun Tieying The booklet that Ying just took out from the bag is the notebook that Jun Tieying used to record in class.

The so-called 'ledger' is just a set of psychological tactics Jun Tieying used against Jun Mingde.She concluded that Jun Mingde did not have the courage to open this notebook in public, and she was even more convinced that, in this position, Jun Mingde definitely embezzled a lot of funds that originally belonged to "Shanhe Painting and Calligraphy".

Looking at Henry Zhang and chuckling, the two nodded as if they were in the same mind.

Afterwards, Henry Zhang immediately turned around and walked out of the conference hall. What surprised everyone again was that Ximen Lang seemed to have completely changed his personality today. At this moment, he immediately stood up and followed Henry Zhang out, and the rest of them looked at each other. Yan followed closely and went straight to the second floor.

The company 'Shanhe Painting and Calligraphy' covers a very large area. The layout of the entire second floor of nearly [-] square meters is very simple. In addition to a separate painting room, there is a large painting table in the center, on which there are placed It is full of the four treasures of the study.Before he got close, a tangy smell of ink was already oncoming.

Henry Zhang frowned slightly, stepped forward, picked up the ink and glanced at it, turned around and frowned and said, "Ximenlang, the ink on these inkstones seems to be very different from the ones in your studio?"

At this time, Ximenlang, who had been silent all the time, walked up to Henry Zhang with a slightly respectful expression, "These outside are purchased by the company uniformly, and the pens, inks, papers and inkstones in my painting room are all selected by myself."

Henry Zhang glanced up and shook his head lightly, "An outstanding swordsman will always have a good knife in his hand. Even the most basic pens, inks, papers and inkstones are of inferior quality, how can we expect good pictures to come out?"

The nearly thirty painters who followed Henry Zhang couldn't help looking at Henry Zhang with a little surprise at this time. They naturally knew the quality of the pens, inks, papers and inkstones of "Shanhe Calligraphy and Painting". When I came out, I was naturally a little surprised.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Henry Zhang tapped on the table at this time, turned around and said, "My assessment for everyone is very simple, start timing from now, within half an hour, and make a painting that you are best at. Remember, it is what you are best at , The size of the subject matter of the painting and the degree of responsibility are not included. If you want to play freely, you must go all out! It takes half an hour to decide whether you will stay or not."

"Ximen Lang, you are in charge of supervision." After Henry Zhang casually dropped a sentence, he stepped outside and walked out.

"It's really arrogant, how many paintings does he know? He even wants a painting to decide whether we will stay or not."

"Now it is Miss Jun San who gave him the right to use chicken feathers as arrows."

Dissatisfied voices and discussions arose one after another.

Ximen Lang flicked his messy hair, glanced at the many painters present with vicissitudes of life, and said in a calm voice, "The half-hour clock has started, if you don't want to stay in 'Shanhe Painting and Calligraphy', you can continue Discuss here." After that, Ximen Lang didn't say much, but checked the time and sat on a chair.

The rest of the people looked at each other, no longer hesitated, and immediately took action in a hurry.

Half an hour is fleeting. For these painters, it is certainly not difficult to make a painting without any requirements within half an hour. Before Henry Zhang came back, almost everyone had finished it Works, one by one stood confidently in front of their own paintings, with satisfied smiles in their eyes.

Obviously, they are extremely satisfied with the work they have gone all out for this time, and they can't wait to let Henry Zhang, who was suspicious of himself and others just now, take a look at his work immediately.

They were already looking forward to the astonishment or perhaps the stunned look in Henry Zhang's eyes.

It was quiet.

The slight sound of footsteps sounded softly, and quickly approached this side, a slender and straight figure appeared, and the handsome smiling face swept the front for the first time, "Has everyone finished the work?"

"It's done!" A few voices sounded, and Henry Zhang looked over. Xiang Jie, a young man who had dealt with at the door before, turned out to be a painter of "Shanhe Calligraphy and Painting". A little uneasy, not only Xiang Jie, but also the young people beside him. After all, compared to others, they are novices who have just entered the industry for a short time.

Henry Zhang stepped forward, looked around the crowd and said, "The scoring standard is a full score of 20.00 points. Those who pass can stay in 'Shanhe Painting and Calligraphy', and I have already discussed with the eldest lady. Those who meet the passing line can have their salary doubled. Times. Above the passing line, for every ten points added, your salary can be increased by [-]% after the salary increase.”

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of everyone present couldn't help but brighten up!

Of course, people rarely live for lofty ideals. Struggle for money is the most basic and common principle. It is the simplest and most effective way to directly stimulate the enthusiasm of employees with salary increases.However, when everyone's eyes were shining, no one noticed that the corner of Ximen Lang's mouth twitched slightly and shook his head.

Henry Zhang's score, Ximenlang has seen it before, his painting skills are among the best in "Shanhe Painting and Calligraphy", but only scored 65 points in Henry Zhang's hands, just passed.

This is also the reason why Henry Zhang said just now, 'I hope Ximen Lang is not the only one who stays'.

Jun Tieying has announced in public that there will be no defective products in 'Shanhe' from now on!

Henry Zhang naturally had to decide whether to stay or not according to this standard. "Shanhe Painting and Calligraphy" is going to take the route of high-quality goods, so the quality of the painters must be lacking rather than excessive.

"Except for Ximen Lang, there are a total of 29 painters who are still staying in 'Shanhe Calligraphy and Painting'." Henry Zhang smiled slightly, "I am looking forward to how many people will pass."

At this time, Henry Zhang had already walked to the side of the first person, picked up a writing brush in his hand, looked down, and said casually, "This is the most common landscape painting. His style can be regarded as quite satisfactory." Henry Zhang looked up at the middle-aged man beside him, "How long have you been in Shanhe Painting and Calligraphy?"

"Three years." The middle-aged man arched his face into a smile. As a painter with more than 20 years of experience, if he didn't even have the qualifications to stay in 'Shanhe Painting and Calligraphy', then he would be laughing his ass off.

Henry Zhang nodded, dipped the brush in his hand with a little grinding juice, thought for a while, and raised the brush to move to the top of the painting.

At this time, the middle-aged man stared closely at Henry Zhang's pen tip, and couldn't help but look forward to it. After all, the score will determine his future treatment in "Shanhe Painting and Calligraphy".

The eyes of the people next to him cast over involuntarily, secretly guessing the score of the middle-aged man.

The tip of the pen fell on the paper, and the wrist flicked...

"What?" At this moment, the middle-aged man couldn't help but open his mouth with a change of expression, his face suddenly became embarrassed, he felt a shock in his mind, a shock in his heart, he took a few breaths, stared at Henry Zhang, "you……"

His eyes are full of resentment!

Because the score dropped by Henry Zhang's pen tip is a '0'!

0 minutes! !!

How can the middle-aged people accept the score!

"Below the passing line, all will be judged as 0 points." Henry Zhang said calmly, and walked straight to the next one.

"I don't accept it!" The middle-aged man blushed at the moment, glaring at Henry Zhang, "Give me a reason for failing."

Henry Zhang stopped, and said indifferently, "After I finish all the scores, I will naturally give you a reason to be convinced."

After the words fell, Henry Zhang stepped straight forward, bowed his head and shook his head gently.

0 points!

0 points!

0 points!

What made everyone a little dumbfounded was that the ten people from the beginning all ended with 0 points!

shocked.

Eyes fell on Henry Zhang. At this moment, everyone already felt that this person in front of him was simply trying to find a reason to fire them all. This rating has no basis at all!

"We don't agree!"

"0 points? I have never scored 0 points in my life!"

The voice of protest became louder and louder, and it seemed a little noisy.

Henry Zhang frowned slightly, stopped in his footsteps, and said sideways, "Ximen Lang, spread out a piece of rice paper for me."

Hearing the sound, Ximen Lang was stunned for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, he nodded hastily, and turned around to walk towards his studio...

"No need, just use these papers." Henry Zhang glanced slowly over everyone present, "As I said just now, a good swordsman often has a good knife in his hand."

"However, even if a top swordsman holds a straw in his hand, he can turn decay into magic and kill people invisible."

Whoa!

At this time, the huge rice paper was spread out...

The breeze blew gently, and the paper made a rustling sound, which immediately attracted everyone's attention...

Raising his eyes, his eyes followed the paper and fell on the table.

At this time, a bright and gorgeous light flashed out!