Chapter 1482

For director tie's words, everyone in a conference hall nodded and said yes.

"Well!" while everyone agreed, director tie waved in the direction of Gu Zheng: "the next work arrangement is more professional and detailed. I don't think it's necessary for the athletes themselves to be present."

With that, director tie also looked at the coaches and team leaders with deep intention. After getting the support of the people, he waved to Gu Zheng to leave.

When Gu Zheng said goodbye to all the leaders angrily and politely, looking at the more tearful discussion in the slowly closed door, Gu Zheng breathed a sigh.

He waved to Jiang Yue and his assistants who came out with him behind him, and led them out of the building of the General Administration of sports.

"Shit, I didn't feel so depressed when I was meeting someone else. Why is it so uncomfortable when it's someone else's turn to meet me?"

"I said Jiang Yue?"

"Hmm?" as an excellent agent, he immediately stood beside Gu Zheng.

"I don't think so. Even if I'm strong, I'm a person rather than a God. With the improvement of the importance of my job, I've felt hard."

"I think it is necessary to change the current situation of doing everything by myself and find a more stable and professional way to deal with my expanded field and work."

"If you like this, give a call to the Huang economic man in charge of my painting, and an exclusive interview with the media, Bei Jun."

"Let them rush to your nearest office. I think our four aspects should have a further discussion on the issue of a comprehensive company formed by individuals."

"How?"

When Gu Zheng said this, Jiang Yue was very excited: "OK, it's really great! Wait, I'll call them now."

If you want to say that you have been with Gu Zheng for a long time, after Jiang Yue called, the people opposite gave a positive answer.

When Gu Zheng arrived at Jiang Yue's international trade office, but just after drinking his second cup of tea, the two invited people all arrived.

In order to Gu Zheng, Jiang Yue opened a small office that was only responsible for big customers, closed it from the inside, and began private talks between young people.

As for Gu Zheng, the central figure of the meeting, naturally spoke first: "I want to be a personal studio."

"As for the nature orientation, it is the extension of personal ability."

"It includes sports, painting, multimedia and antique identification."

"So many fields can develop from individual to group studios."

"As for the founders, naturally we are the four of us. As for antique identification, master Leng in the industry joined as a consultant. This piece is purely a one-to-one income generation. When the scale of our studio becomes larger and there is excess spare money, where can we develop?"

"Now we have taken over the business to determine the nature, and divide the proportion of shares in the studio."

"What do you think of my suggestion? If you are willing to join this large group, give me a feedback?"

As a solid supporter of Gu Zheng's cult, Bei Jun fooled him. He was willing to work for nothing without giving money.

What's more, even if he didn't set up a regular company, didn't he just work for Gu Zheng with a cavity of blood.

However, Gu Zheng is really the center of a topic. Even if he has resigned as a free media man, Bei Jun didn't let himself hungry with the first-hand material he got from Gu Zheng.

Now, if everything is normalized, his road will be smoother with the basic position and basic salary.

He will accompany Gu Zheng and always control the life and trend of public opinion of this magical athlete, artist and civil servant.

Just thinking about it, his heart surged.

How great it is that this idol can pursue his life.

Therefore, after Gu Zheng finished this sentence, Bei Jun became the fastest one among them, and raised his right hand without hesitation.

It's like a primary school student's rush to answer, with inexplicable piety.

Gu Zheng couldn't help laughing when he saw here. He pursed his mouth and looked at the half holding agent Huang who followed Bei Jun and asked, "what? Do you agree or disagree?"

The agent, who is always gentle, gave his glasses a light hand and expressed his concerns.

"In fact, among these people, the relationship between you and me should be the most rational and indifferent."

"Like when starting a team, they are basically very close collaborators."

"I don't think it's very difficult for you to find an art agent who has more business sense and operation means than me."

"I remember that our art economic contract is basically signed once a year, and compared with those agents who actively promote artists' paintings, I am a little too careless."

"Don't you think it will affect your reputation and income?"

Hearing this, Gu Zheng laughed. He shook his finger and gave his own answer: "of course not. On the contrary, I think you are the art agent I need."

"Do you remember when we first met?"

Agent Huang just thought a little and nodded his head gently.

Gu Zheng continued to say, "yes, I chose you among so many art companies and independent brokers because of your positioning and understanding of art brokers."

"When I didn't enter the Central Academy of fine arts, I knew nothing about China's modern art market."

"Thanks to the cultivation of President Shen, I entered this chaotic world."

"The chaos of Chinese art, especially traditional Chinese painting, is very serious."

"Self hi in the circle, weak promotion makes the value of many good works seriously underestimated, and those painters who are full of copper smell and constantly use contacts and means to advocate, their works can not reach the marked price."

"In the end, the circle became narrower and narrower. So narrow that people would buy a pair of high-quality and cheap oil paintings as decorations to hang at home, and would not go to Boyuan Zhai and Qinglong to buy a pair of traditional Chinese paintings to hang in their study."

"However, in this impetuous circle that has lost its artistic flavor, you give me a sense of tranquility and distance."

"As if you were my agent, you were only responsible for my paintings, not my people."

"You will abandon all the useless commercial value of me, just analyze my paintings from the perspective of a professional art appraiser, and mark my paintings with a certain price within a certain range."

"Finally reach its deal."

"As a calligrapher and painter, I like it very much."

"To put it mildly, painting and calligraphy are my current sideline, second only to the lowest income of my own job."

"However, it is the most expected section of me."

"Because a person's age will slowly grow old, but his art will continue to precipitate. When I am mature enough, someone will eventually find the value of my works. When they slowly ferment, it is the time for the blowout of my artistic career."

"At that time, I will usher in my peak, and you, as a serious and rigorous art recommender, will also appear in front of everyone."

"That's why I chose you. It's also why I can change you many times since I started my career, but I will never change it."

"So, agent Huang, are you willing to walk hand in hand with me on the road of art until our ideas come to the road of divergence or termination?"

Looking at Gu Zheng's serious eyes, agent Huang confirmed that this was the right person he was waiting for.

Gu Zheng's understanding of him made him find the safest harbor in this vast traditional Chinese painting art industry.

He has been engaged in this industry for nearly ten years and finally got the desired return.

A thousand miles is easy to find, but Bole is hard to find.

Gu Zheng is his soul mate, the worldly Bole he has been searching for.

The agent Huang, who lowered his head, gently took off his glasses. When he pretended to wipe the ashes on it, he actually calmed the tumbling mood. The agent who once again became a calm person gave his firmest commitment: "OK, I'll add!!"

One, two.

What about the rest?

When Gu Zheng looked at Jiang Yue suspiciously, he saw that Jiang was wronged and had tooted his mouth.

"Eh... It's disgusting. Don't sell cute. It's useless to sell cute. What do you want, Jiang Yue? Aren't you the best for me? Why don't you even say? Your hand is broken? Do you want me to knock it for you and put it on the top of your head as a horn?"

When Gu Zheng half joked and half seriously stretched out his claws towards Jiang Yue, the agent who knew that Gu Zheng was not joking hurriedly blocked the other party's attack with his arm.

"Stop! Stop!"

"I totally agree with your suggestion, but I have a key problem to solve."

"I totally agree with you when you take the path of personal studio, but have you forgotten? I'm the ace agent of sports brokerage company!"

"Do you think that when you become independent, our company can still give you money and help with the green light?"

"Do you think our company will let me serve you with the salary over there?"

"Have you forgotten my relationship with the chairman of the company?"

"Brother, brother!"

"Aren't you kidding my brother?"

Hearing this, Gu Zheng smiled: "Oh, so it is, but I just let you be a partner and terminated the brokerage contract with your company without saying."

"How many years have we signed a brokerage agreement?"

"One year!" Jiang Yue raised a finger angrily.

"Yes, when the contract is over, I will continue to sign it."

"I have a bad brain, so I will give up a large brokerage company with some influence in the world and have to come by myself."

"The purpose of pulling you into the studio is to pull you and the company behind you onto my strongest warship."

"You think, you are the shareholder of my studio. In the future, all the work related to sports will be distributed under your hands."

"The purpose is to reduce my workload."

"And with the corresponding team, some things that are not easy to do through your company can be digested and solved in the studio."

"Two groups of people and two companies mean that you can use more people and get more money!"

"When my influence is boundless, many things that your company can't do can be handed over to the studio, and maybe you can solve those that the studio can't do."

"This is a win-win situation until the final independence."

"But don't worry, it's a long process. Don't you want to have a career that only belongs to you, rather than relying on your family or relatives?"

That's very moving. You must promise.

No matter what you say, Xin Gu Zheng is always right.

Jiang Yue, who slowly raised his hand, was caught by Gu Zheng's other hand.

Gu Zheng's strong force pulled Jiang Yue's palms to the center of the conference table. There were two other palms already waiting here, four people. At this time, they stacked their palms one by one.

"From today on, we are the best partners."

"The real entrepreneurial road of good brothers starts from this moment."

"There are many follow-up things, but one final thing must be decided."

"We need to have a name of our own company. Do you have any opinions? Speak up and brainstorm."

The three men, after closing their palms tightly together, said the same name together.

Bei Jun: "Zhengrong! It's a name that suits you best and can be interpreted for a lifetime."

Huang: "the name of towering, artistic and sharp coexistence."

Jiang Yue: "Zhengrong, I wanted to say the name of the survival desire who was ferocious and afraid of being killed by you."

When the three of them finished with one voice, they laughed after facing each other for a long time.

"Good!"

"Good!"

"Good!"

"Good!"

"It's called Zhengrong!"

This is a name with historical significance. From today on, Zhengrong will become a name that resounds in all fields.

The evening wind floats and the early autumn is slightly cool.

Gu Zheng, still wearing short sleeves, stayed on the crowded square of the East Third Ring Road for a long time when he had to go downstairs alone.

At his feet was a cigarette he had not smoked for a long time. He was very restrained and only continued one.

One is to miss the taste we haven't tasted for a long time, and the other is to celebrate a more brilliant future.

As for later, naturally, when the traffic flow has been much smaller, he goes in a different direction to pick up his partners in life. If there is no accident, he may have gone through the cold frost of decades hand in hand.

At this time, when she was off the night shift, she took her girlfriend back to Daxing District, and had a memorable dinner in the only restaurants that opened late. It was Gu Zheng's incidental task after picking up her girlfriend.

Gu Zheng suddenly picked up people from work. Lengshuang didn't feel anything, and even wanted to hit people.

Because she did not make complaints about her work alone. She was driving around in front of her car, and was still being tucked away by the walkie talkie with her walkway.

It used to be a calm and independent driving process, but now it has become a violent scene that makes people smile and become abnormal.

The cold frost that had made me tired all day had reached the edge of rage when I finally stopped the car.

But when Gu Zheng smirked and pointed to the magnificent plaque in Yizhuang Development Zone, the cold doctor's face suddenly returned to the normal indifference.

Because there is no other word written on this plaque.

It says: Confucian banquet.

This is a typical branch extended from Shandong cuisine, which is probably the last huge clan in China, the private cuisine of the Kong family.

After thousands of years, the neighboring clans were cut off from inheritance. Now, Confucius passed on Confucianism from generation to generation and relatively completely passed on a clan system.

Their cuisine has a long history. The elimination of delicious food and continuous innovation have long been a self-contained private cuisine.

That is already a large-scale Confucian banquet.

With the spread of this name, many local delicacies were brought to the north and south of the motherland.

Doctor Leng has long heard of the name of Confucian banquet.

Suffering from the nature of work and being single for too long, I have never stepped into this restaurant.

But today, I don't know how Gu Zheng, who has always been economical, brought her to eat such a big meal without festivals and celebrations.

"What's the matter? Gu Zheng, are you rich again?"

Gu Zheng, who hugged Dr. Leng's waist, picked up the corners of his mouth and pushed Dr. Leng into the door of the Confucian banquet.

"If we don't hurry up when we go in, the master will finish work."

"You don't know how difficult it was when I called to book a table today."

"If we hadn't come late, there might be a private room for two people."

"It's just right now. Order quickly and you can sit down and eat steadily."

As long as he heard about eating, Dr. Leng was very serious.

She didn't say much anymore. She held back her curiosity and followed Gu Zheng into the private room he had booked in advance.

At this time, the guests who had come early had already finished, but the waiter's work was quick.

When they stepped in, the traces of the people at the front table had been cleaned up. Two brand-new menus were spread in front of Gu Zheng and Lengshuang.

Looking at the fact rather than the name of the dish, doctor Leng subconsciously turned to Gu Zheng.

When you come to a new museum you've never been to, it's the best choice to listen to the suggestions of people who have been here.