The Eighteenth Section of Painting Anecdotes

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  Ye Zhenran really hoped that her bright eyes could always look at him like this, he thought for a moment and said: "He told a dark story in the art collection circle, it's quite meaningful. It's like this..."

  It's like this: There was a rich man who had started a business abroad and returned home, with some knowledge of art, especially having a special fondness for Chinese painting. He knew that the potential for appreciation in value of artworks was huge internationally, and the domestic market for collectibles was also booming. After returning to China, he decided to buy some genuine pieces for collection.

  One day, he came to a famous gallery in the provincial city. As soon as he entered, he saw a six-foot-long landscape painting by a well-known Qing dynasty painter, priced at 300,000 yuan. The rich man thought he had some connoisseurship, but couldn't see any problem with it. He came several times, and the painting was still hanging on the wall, without any discount. So he asked the owner if this painting was genuine or a fake. The owner replied that whether it's genuine or fake depends on the buyer's eyesight, and he wouldn't take responsibility for it.

  The rich man was a cautious person, hesitating and not daring to make a move easily. The boss said, "Alright, if you want to buy it, we'll take it to Wang Lao, the most famous appraiser in the provincial city." The boss explained that Wang Lao's level of appraisal for Chinese paintings ranked first in the country, and he was known for his authoritative opinions in the field. The rich man had also heard of Wang Lao's reputation, so he agreed.

  Arriving at Wang Lao's home, the painting was unrolled. After examining it, Wang Lao clearly stated that it was a fake. The rich man asked how he could tell and what was wrong with it. Wang Lao looked at the rich man meaningfully and said, "It's just a feeling." Although the style of the painting, the inscription, and the seal all seemed fine, based on his intuition, he knew that this painting must be a fake.

  Since it's a fake, the rich man wouldn't buy it. A few days later, when he went to that gallery again, he was surprised to find that the painting was gone. He hastily asked the boss where it had gone. The boss replied that it had been sold. When asked who bought it, the answer was that Wang Lao had spent 600,000 yuan to buy it away. The rich man was filled with regret and scolded Wang Lao's character. People are like this, losing something makes it even more precious. The rich man couldn't bear to part with the painting, so he asked the boss to take him to Wang Lao's house to see if he could sell it back to him.

  At Wang Lao's house, the rich man made another request and Wang Lao agreed after seeing his sincerity. In the end, to show gratitude for Wang Lao's sacrifice, the rich man added 50,000 yuan and bought it for 650,000 yuan.

  After a while, there was an exhibition of famous paintings. A rich man took his painting to ask for the exhibition. The exhibition side invited several appraisers, who all said it was a fake. The reason is the same as what Wang Lao said: although the style, inscription and seal of this painting do not seem to have any problems, based on intuition, this painting must be a fake.

  The rich man was immediately stunned, wanting to reason with the gallery owner, but the owner had already stated that he was not responsible for the authenticity of the work; wanting to reason with Wang Lao, but Wang Lao had long said that this painting was a fake. The rich man only then came to his senses and realized that he had fallen into a carefully designed trap, which was clever in that even after he came to his senses, he could not pursue the responsibility of those involved. He sighed that the domestic art circle was too deep, and from then on distanced himself from the art collection world.

  Zhang Nianyue listened to the story and widened her eyes, scolding: "Wooden head, these people are too detestable, you're not allowed to learn from them."

  Ye Ziran smiled and said: "Nian Yue, I'm not in the art world, how can I learn?"

  "I'm saying you've become an official now, you can't learn bad habits and bully people with your power." Nian Yue said.

  Ye Ziran hastily agreed, and in his heart he cherished Nian Yue even more. He was indeed a man of his word, and not a single speck of dust could tarnish him.

  "And also, drink less wine from now on." Nian Yue cautioned.

  "Alright, I'll listen to you." Ye Zhenran said.

  "After drinking, you can't go singing, taking a bath, or messing around with other women," Nianyue continued, like a newlywed bride: "If I find out you're messing around with another woman, I'll cut it off with scissors as soon as you get home." As she said this, Nianyue's eyes involuntarily flickered to his lower body, and her face suddenly turned bright red.

  Ye Ziran heard her say "pa" at the same time, and felt that his lower body jumped involuntarily. Zhang Nianyue was even more angry and annoyed, picked up the towels, cups and other miscellaneous items beside him, and threw them at Ye Ziran in a lump.

  The heart of a maiden is unpredictable. Ye Zhen was at a loss and could only flee in disarray.

  He escaped two steps and heard the big gate behind him "bang" shut, and then he heard a "ha" sound, as if Zhang Nianyue was laughing so hard that she bent over.

  Ye Ziran felt even more wronged than Dou E.

  On Wednesday afternoon, Ye Zhenran was in the office reading Shen Rong's feasibility report on launching small commodity trading in the economic district. Zhang Liping called and said that Hu Weizhong, the director of the textile factory, had been beaten by Huang Rucheng and had three stitches on his face. Ye Zhenran asked in surprise: "Which Huang Rucheng?"

  "It's just yellow skin."

  Ye Ziran had heard of Huang Pupi, a notorious rascal from Mashixiang, and asked: "What's the matter? Has he been caught?"

  "Huang Pu has been detained, he's quite bold, after beating someone up, he waited at the scene for the police to come and arrest him, then at the police station, he made a statement saying that he beat up Hu Changlang to avenge his sister," Zhang Liren paused, "His sister was raped by Hu Changlang."

  "Is this true?" Ye Zhenran became serious, he knew that the rural factory workers were all honest and kind-hearted peasants from their hometown, and there were many examples of being bullied by those in power and not daring to speak out. "Li Ren, make a photocopy of the transcript for me to take a look."

  "Alright, I'll get Liu Bing to send it over."

  "Liu Bing, what do you think?" After reading the photocopy Liu Bing brought over, Ye Zhenran was extremely shocked. The impression he had of Hu Changzhang was completely overturned. If things were really as Huang Puqi had confessed, the textile factory would have to reappoint its leadership team.

  "I think Huang Pu's skin is not like a rumor this time. The location, characters and time of the incident all have a certain degree of credibility." Liu Bing replied cautiously.

  "According to the records, not only was Huang Pu's sister raped, but also several other female workers had similar experiences and didn't dare speak out. And they are all named, do you think it's credible?" This case was handled by Liu Bing, and Ye Zhenran asked more detailed questions.

  "I think it's necessary to investigate, and it's better to believe it exists." Liu Bing replied.

  "What's your opinion, Zhang?" Ye Zhen didn't rush to express his own views.

  "Zhang asked me to come and ask for instructions from the leader."

  Ye Ziran was very grateful to Zhang Liren, although he was in charge of the textile mill's rectification and Huang Pu's transcript involved the main leaders of the textile mill. However, Zhang Liren could have reported Hu Changzhang's possible involvement to Qin Shuji or the county public security bureau first. By doing so, he gave his greatest support within the limits of his work.

  "Please go back and inform Zhang Suo, for the time being, do not make this matter public. First, send a reliable person to investigate, all the victims involved in Huang Pupi's confession must be investigated one by one, and their testimonies must be obtained while keeping it confidential."

  Liu Bing nodded calmly and said: "Ye Chang, don't worry, let's focus on doing our job solidly first before reporting back to you."

  After Liu Bing left, Ye Zhenran thought for a long time. If the investigation is true, Director Hu must be taken down. At the same time, the rectification of the textile factory will make a big noise, and this may encounter many obstacles, but it may also become another fire he sets after taking office.

  It is often said that at 27 or 28, one should be stable and solid; at 37 or 38, one should wait for promotion; and at 47 or 48, it's all in vain. Ye Zhenran was at the age of stability and solidity, eager to do something substantial. He realized that after graduating and entering the grassroots cadre team of Jianan City through assessment, he had inadvertently opened up a broad path for his career advancement. Against the backdrop of the central government's strong promotion of knowledge-based and youth-oriented cadres, his upward mobility was vast, not to mention that his starting point was higher than most people.

  He, from a humble background, started his career as the director of the rural party and government office, and two years later became the deputy head of Mashan Township. Ye Zhenran was confident in himself. After careful analysis, he felt that the economic zone and textile mill rectification were the focus of his work in the short term. If done well, it would not only change the appearance of these two areas but also greatly help the development of the township's economy.

  Sunlight pours into the spacious office window, shining on the crystal wooden floor, and a faint brown color is cast on the snow-white walls. Ye Zhenran sits at his desk, looking again at Shen Rong's feasibility report for the economic zone, and can't help but shake his head. In this report, Shen Rong borrowed from the successful experience of Changsha City's Wu Xiao Commodity City, thinking that it is a good model for Xingxian County, but such success cannot be simply replicated, and Changxia does not have such a market foundation. Moreover, from the positioning of the township economic zone, it is also not suitable for business. The only thing that Ye Zhenran agrees with is that Shen Rong also mentioned that the economic zone should focus on small and medium-sized private economies.

  "Change the operating mode of economic zones and strengthen the leadership team of economic zones." Ye Zhenran keenly sensed that grasping these two key points could thoroughly change the situation of economic zones.

  In the afternoon, Ye Zhenran held a symposium on "Operation and Management of Township Economic Zones" in the conference room of Mashixiang Economic Zone. To broaden the thinking of economic zone management personnel, he invited Wu, deputy director of Changja County Economic Commission in charge of zone work, to attend.

  Vice Director Wu first spoke, introducing the characteristics, operating models, economic scale and overview of each economic zone in the county. He proposed that management personnel must change their thinking and do a good job in serving to attract enterprises to settle down. According to data, Mashixiang Economic Zone ranks second to last among the 15 economic zones in the county in terms of number of settled enterprises, total economy and tax revenue.

  Wu Deputy Director's words made all the staff in the community clearly aware of the gap. Everyone turned their attention to Ye Zhenran, wanting to see what good ideas this young and energetic new deputy township head had.

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