"The orphanage is being renovated, but the electricity bureau is stuck with the construction approval?"
Chen Shenglin only thought about it briefly and understood the twists and turns.
He smiled and looked at the people accompanying him, including the municipal officials of Layada District.
The lower-level leaders of the district government can only be regarded as minions among this group of people. They are not qualified to follow big entrepreneurs like Kou Kou's father, and can only accompany the last ones on the periphery of the crowd.
City officials also showed no interest in middle school students drawing.
He was originally instructing his photographers to take publicity photos, racking his brains to figure out how to frame the scene, which would not only highlight the importance of Chen Shenglin and the police inspectors, but also allow himself to show up in the corner of the photo.
I didn't expect to stay there and be fine, but suddenly such a big black pot flew over and hit me on the head. He was so depressed that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood, and the sweat fell from his face.
"Is there such a thing?" Chen Shenglin's tone was still gentle, but there was no smile in his eyes.
"I don't know about this... maybe the urban cable system here is relatively old and the industrial load is heavy, so it's not easy to handle."
The little bureaucrat racked his brains to explain: "I will go find out what is going on when I get back, and I will give an explanation to Mr. Chen quickly."
"I'll handle it. I'll ask my colleagues from the Audit Court to follow up on the matter. If there is really corruption, deal with it seriously." Father Kou Kou shook his head in annoyance and glanced at the little bureaucrat.
Myanmar's police system itself has the function of supervising and auditing. At this time, he had to say something.
So ignorant!
The inspector doesn't care about this nonsense.
But today my mission is to accompany Mr. Chen. If the rich are willing to invest more or less in Yangon, it may be a few points of GDP difference.
Damn it, this happened.
After irritating Mr. Chen, none of them got any good results.
The little bureaucrat is really going to vomit blood this time.
Few of the low-level city officials in such slum industrial areas are completely innocent. If we really want to get to the bottom of it, the only difference is how many shackles the other party is willing to remove.
"well."
Chen Shenglin withdrew his gaze and said helplessly: "I am the new chairman of the Myanmar Charity Chamber of Commerce, and to have a little kid make such a request to me... is really a slap in the face to my face."
"However, a promise is a promise. Young man, do you have the approval for the renovation of the orphanage?"
Chen Shenglin looked at Gu Weijing: "I'm not boasting, but there are so many things I can do in Yangon. Think about it, you want this?"
"Yeah." Gu Weijing nodded.
"No regrets?"
"Um."
Chen Shenglin's mood was a little complicated.
He was used to countless people in this city carefully trying to please him.
They flatter, they flatter, and they always have a fawning smile on their face.
Just to get some wealth or power from their own hands.
As a result, Boss Chen was finally in a good mood today and agreed to make a promise to the middle school student, but the other party only asked for a permission document for the orphanage renovation in an understatement.
While marveling at the other person's character, Mr. Chen felt a little hurt in his self-esteem.
If the devil in "Faust" is omnipotent and has the power to change the world, the calls he receives from his employers all day long are all requests to take the kitten down from the tree.
Think about it, the devil will also live a very unfulfilled life, okay?
"Why? Young man, you could have asked for something more valuable. I could even have the lights in the city center of Yangon turn off for one night, or send you to the Antarctic to see penguins." Chen Shenglin is not someone who likes to show off his power. Man, he was simply really curious about what was going on in this young man's mind.
"I can go to the zoo to see penguins. As for the former... why should I let the lights in the city center go out for a day?" Gu Weijing asked calmly.
Dostoyevsky believed that people without greed are more likely to gain happiness.
Without desire, one is strong.
He really didn't need the collector's help. Gu Weijing had just received an astronomical amount of income from the publishing group.
Mr. Chen is not a system and cannot improve his painting skills.
For himself, an approval document for the renovation of the orphanage is already the thing he needs most now.
"alright, I got it."
Chen Shenglin stared at Gu Weijing for a moment and suddenly praised: "You are really a pure person. If I had your character back then, maybe I would be able to become the artist I dreamed of when I was young."
Mr. Chen actually used the honorific title.
He liked this young man even more. Chen Shenglin no longer regarded him as a child who could draw a good painting, but as an equal conversation partner.
"An electrical renovation approval document, very good."
"This kind of thing is my obligation as the president of the Myanmar Charity Chamber of Commerce. It should not be concerned about young people like you. Out of respect for you, I have to explain one more thing."
Chen Shenglin glanced around.
"There are hundreds of orphanages in Yangon alone. Yangon is already the most developed city in Myanmar. Affected by the war, the infrastructure in many places has remained in the pre-colonial era. As the president of the Charity Chamber of Commerce , I must allocate resources and strength as equally as possible. The tens of millions and hundreds of millions of kyats needed to renovate an orphanage are nothing, but no matter how much money is diluted by such a large spread, there will be nothing left. .”
"So if it weren't for you, this orphanage would have to operate in such a difficult situation for many years. Young man, you are the one who brings light to this orphanage. You are really great."
Everyone applauded.
Daddy Koko felt a little sorry for Gu Weijing for using up such a precious opportunity so easily.
At the same time, he had to admit that this was definitely a very upright young man.
Mr. Chen patted Gu Weijing on the shoulder and said with emotion: "I really envy your parents. I have always believed that character is more important than ability. If I had an outstanding son like you, I would be able to retire long ago."
"Xiao Gu is the most outstanding child I have ever seen. The children in this orphanage love him very much, and he paid for this transformation."
The female dean has long wished that everyone in the world knew how good Gu Weijing was.
"Gu Weijing's money?"
The police officer raised his eyebrows. He thought it was a donation raised by the orphanage from the public.
The headmistress whispered a number.
Dad Koko has been surprised enough by his daughter's classmate today, and he still can't help but be surprised at this time.
This is not small money.
There are many rich families in Dulwich College, but there are still very few people who can easily donate the money to the orphanage.
"It seems you really don't need my support."
Mr. Chen is used to seeing big money, and tens of thousands of dollars is far from enough to move him, so he just said it lightly.
"Thank you Mr. Chen for your help. I'm very grateful."
Promising that he had already used it, Gu Weijing handed the business card he had just received back to Chen Shenglin.
"You can keep it. Since you are an upright young man and you only want this little thing, then I shouldn't be too stingy, so be it."
Chen Shenglin paused and looked at the draft on the drawing board on one side, lost in thought for a moment, and then raised his head.
"No matter what, this painting is destined for me. If you fail to participate in the exhibition, you call me and I will still want this painting. And if you really win the award at the Singapore Art Exhibition, I will I'll go to Singapore in person and give you a purchase price you can't refuse." His tone was flat and domineering.
Gu Weijing didn’t know what the “irresistible” price was.
Mr. Chen did not explain. He stayed at the Good Luck Orphanage for a short while, said something to the officials of Layada District, and then left directly, waving his hands without taking away a single cloud.
On the other hand, Kou Kou's father walked around Gu Weijing for a few times.
"Well...it's Kou Kou's birthday party in two months. The kids have time to come and play at home!" The police inspector finally hummed and walked away.
Every year when Kou Kou’s birthday falls at the end of April, she holds a large party at home and invites classmates from school.
Gu Weijing visited once three years ago.
The Kou Kou family lives in a large yard allocated by the government near the city center, with an independent swimming pool and a garden full of red sandalwood flowers.
The birthday cake alone was a flag cake as big as two long tables put together.
There was also a small band playing music.
It doesn't look like a little girl's birthday, but more like the Queen's anniversary celebration.
People were full after eating a third of the cake, and then started playing around with each other by smearing cake cream on each other. Kou Kou, surrounded by a bunch of gifts, really looks like a little queen.
Gu Weijing went there once and stopped going. It wasn't that Kou Kou stopped inviting him. Kou Kou was always very generous in this regard. Basically, he would invite all his classmates and would not specifically ignore anyone.
It was Mona who was jealous and dissatisfied with Koko's arrogant young lady appearance at the birthday party.
She always wanted to outdo Kou Kou in school, but after all, her family only ran a jewelry store. Even though she was a wealthy daughter, she still couldn't compare with Kou Kou's birthday party grandeur.
If Mona doesn't go, Gu Weijing won't be able to go either.
She didn't explicitly say that she wouldn't let Gu Weijing go, but whenever Kou Kou had a birthday party on the weekend, she would always "happen" to invite Gu Weijing to watch movies or visit museums or amusement parks together.
This is probably what girls think.
…
Night falls in the west,
Gu Weijing returned home.
He looked at his watch. There were still more than two hours before the scheduled connection time with Mr. Sloth.
He read the white text of the publisher's internal version of the fairy tale for a while at the desk. When he felt that he was in a good mood, he took out three separate pen drawings from the drawer beside the bed in the bedroom.
[King], [Rose] and [Drunkard].
These three portraits he has already completed for the fairy tale characters in "The Little Prince" have reached the level of heartfelt feelings. They are his preparation before officially painting illustrations.
Gu Weijing lined up these three paintings.
Then he walked to his easel, took down the picture of an old church that he had copied over the weekend, and put it aside.
This kind of writing practice copying work that does not need to be saved can be treated casually.
According to past habits, Gu Weijing would take some time to use sandpaper to gently remove the uneven paint traces on the surface, and then apply a layer of titanium dioxide.
After letting it dry for two or three weeks, you can continue to draw some informal practice works on it.
Secondary use of canvas.
This is a little money-saving trick for poor painters.
From the moment oil painting was born, natural linen canvas has been a big expense for low-level artists. It is common to use a canvas to paint repeatedly.
There was even a collector who used a tomography scanner to examine an old Renaissance painting and found that four different layers of oil paintings were covered layer by layer like building blocks. Each new layer of painting was painted directly on the old canvas.
actually,
In an industrial society, as long as it is not a luxury-grade imported canvas, a simple linen canvas is not unaffordably expensive.
It's more a matter of habit. Mr. Gu Tongxiang was used to being poor back then, so this way of dealing with things was passed down as a family tradition.
Moreover, it is difficult to put away so many students practicing their works at home, so it is better to shovel out the paint and reuse it.
The different classes of artists can be seen from a small canvas.
Ms. Sakai never had this problem when she studied painting.
She told Gu Weijing that when she was born, her mother bought a warehouse with constant temperature and humidity in Osaka specifically to store all her daughter's practice works from childhood to adulthood.
Not even a childhood scribble was left out.
Mrs. Sakai plans to open a special commemorative exhibition to review Katsuko’s artistic career in the future, after Katsuko Sakai becomes famous and starts a family.
Out of respect for Scholastic Publishing Group, Gu Weijing took out a brand new canvas, mixed the paint, and made preparations for painting.
He picked up the oil painting knife, hesitated for a moment, and then put the oil painting knife down again.
Gu Weijing found another old version of "The Little Prince" from the bookshelf, and finally looked through the original illustrations drawn by Saint-Exupéry.
Generally, when illustrating such classic works, there is an unchanging rule, which is to try not to deviate too far from the original work in terms of composition and characters.
This was clearly pointed out in the detailed instructions given by the publishing house.
It’s not just a matter of respecting the original author.
Over the past half century, readers have become familiar with the preliminary assumptions about classic fairy tale images.
Illustrators can draw better based on this preset, and readers will be pleasantly surprised.
However, this presupposition cannot be significantly overturned.
If the little prince turns into a little princess, the fox turns into a wolf-dog, and the rose turns into a peony, the audience will tear up the book and curse.
For example, the Little Mermaid became the Black Pearl in "The Daughter of the Sea", and Hermione became a black girl in the "Harry Potter" stage play directed by J.K. Rowling.
Does not evaluate the social stance of this behavior, whether it is right or wrong,
In terms of purely commercial effects, even in Western Europe, where the atmosphere of political correctness is strongest, the overturn is actually quite severe.
Gu Weijing flipped through the illustrations of "The Little Prince" and compared the characters drawn by the original author with the sketches he drew under the guidance of Mr. Sloth.
(End of chapter)
