Although Gao Jianfu's "Flower Picture" is very precious, it is not worth 100 million in the market.
But for Zheng Wenlong, if someone really offered him 100 million in exchange, he would never exchange it.
Therefore, how much added value a work of art is given based on the normal price based on the market depends entirely on how much an individual likes it.
After returning from the entertainment at Lei Garden, Chen Zhu quickly fell asleep because he drank a lot of wine.
In the morning of the next day, the roommates went to the classroom as usual, but Chen Zhu asked for leave again.
Liu Qiming couldn't help but joke: "Sixth, you couldn't bear to take leave from even one class last semester, and you took two days off at the beginning of this semester. You are so busy with your career, are you going to become a billionaire soon?"
"A billionaire can't think of it, but a billionaire can do it."
Chen Zhu shrugged his shoulders and said, "But fu is the negative number. I owe money everywhere now. I hope I won't end up being a deadbeat if I can't pay it back."
"Hahaha……"
Liu Qiming thought it was a joke, but he didn't believe it, and neither did his other roommates.
For college students, "hundred million" is just a quantifier that exists in a literal sense.
Regardless of whether they earn or owe money, they feel that it is impossible for anyone around them to reach this level.
Tang Juncai, who even knows a little bit about business, even talked to his roommates to popularize science: "If you can really owe 100 million in foreign debt, it is actually no different from earning 100 million..."
"Old Tang, please don't explain. We all majored in economics. It's not like we don't understand these things."
As class time approached, Liu Qiming stopped Tang Juncai's strong desire to share and instead reminded Chen Zhu:
"Sixth, you are busy, but you must be present at the meeting where you are announced as the deputy minister. This is what Minister Du asked me to convey to you."
"Da Liu, the head of your publicity department wants to find Lao Liu, why does he always relay it through you?"
Xu Mu asked curiously.
Xu Mu didn't know much about the situation in the student union. He just thought it was funny if it was true.
"Hehe~"
Liu Qiming grinned and gave no explanation.
You can't tell the truth, because Minister Du doesn't dare to call the sixth one around, so he always comes to him.
"Things between adults, what are you asking about as a child?"
Liu Qiming made some nonsense and pushed his roommates downstairs for class.
After the five boys left chattering, the dormitory instantly became quiet.
Anyone who has been to college knows that when your roommates go to class, you are the only one who is lazy, sleeping or playing games in the dormitory.
It was as if I was suddenly exiled to a vacuum moon. There was no noise at all. Even my state of mind was unusually relaxed. It felt like I had an exclusive dormitory.
Most boys will probably open the C drive at this time and enjoy the wonderful performances of the teachers.
Girls probably just take a shower and then wash their underwear while singing.
Chen Zhu had something to do in the morning, and his kidneys were weak after watching too many performances.
He and Lu Jieying made an appointment to meet in the office at 10 o'clock, stayed in the dormitory until about 9 o'clock, and then set off directly to the Agricultural Bank of East Guangdong Building.
The address of Guangdong Agricultural Bank of China is located on Zhujiang East Road, Tianhe District. It is an 18-story self-owned building.
The first floor is the service hall, which is full of various leadership offices.
The office of Lu Jieying, director of the credit department, is located on the 12th floor. It should be noted here that the greater the leader's official position, the higher the office floor.
Although this is the case for the most part, there are many exceptions.
For example, a unit of the Guangdong Provincial Government also owns a building with its own property rights.
The offices of several department and bureau-level leaders are all located in the middle of the building, and the top one is the conference room.
However, you must swipe your card to enter the headquarters building of the Agricultural Bank of China. The young security guard checked your identity meticulously to avoid mixing in some "criminal elements" who might cause harm to the leadership.
Chen Zhu didn't have a pass, so he had to call Lu Jieying while undergoing inspection.
"Hello, I am Lu Jieying from 1205, this is my friend..."
The director of the credit department is a very powerful position in the banking system. The security guy, who originally had a vigilant and scrutinizing look in his eyes, immediately became friendly.
"Thanks."
After Chen Zhu successfully passed the customs, he thanked the security guard.
The security guard watched Chen Zhu leave with a smile on his face, but felt a little uneasy in his heart.
He just thought Chen Zhu was young and a bit handsome, so he not only stopped him, but also deliberately stood up to him.
Many security guards guarding the gates of government units seem to have the national emblem behind them, magnifying the meager power they have.
When you see a woman, especially a beautiful woman, you will rush to let her go;
When they see a man, especially an attractive young man like Chen Zu, these security guards will frown and deliberately make things difficult under the pretext of "official business."
Unexpectedly, I was hit hard today. This young man actually knew Director Lu.
Chen Zhu would not argue with the security guard, but he also found this phenomenon interesting.
Provincial units are relatively better.
In some departments at the grassroots level, some security guards have a bad attitude towards ordinary people, and sometimes temporary cadres like Chen Zhu can't help but reprimand them.
They are born from the same roots, so why rush each other?
I took the elevator to the door of 1205. The door was open and there was no customer inside. Only Lu Jieying was making tea at the tea table.
On the side of the red desk, there is a simple tea table, and there is a faint smell of smoke in the air.
Chen Zhu just stood at the door for a second, and his mind was like a computer program, "calculating" and coming up with many conclusions in the blink of an eye.
First, Lu Jieying should have put down other work and deliberately set aside a large period of time in order to discuss things with herself.
Otherwise, with how busy the director of the credit department of a provincial bank is, he would never have time to make tea here.
This shows that the "local specialties" and "bricks" last night had an effect. Of course, this is not enough. The greater possibility is that it comes from the superior's intention.
The superior was Zheng Wenlong, and it also reflected that Governor Zheng was very satisfied with those two paintings.
Second, Lu Jieying smokes.
Some leaders are teetotal, and some are allergic to cigarette smoke. Giving them gifts requires a little more thought.
However, in most cases, "China + Maotai" is not only standard equipment, but also hard currency, because these two items can be recycled in the second-hand market at will.
Third, Lu Jieying should love drinking tea.
Few people have such things as tea tables in their offices, which can easily give the public the impression of "luxury and enjoyment".
Although the supervision and binding force of the banking system are smaller, it also shows that Lu Jieying has the habit of making tea and drinking tea.
After getting the above three pieces of information, Chen Zhu's first words when he entered the office were:
"Director Lu, what kind of tea is this? It smells so good! It's more fragrant than any tea I've ever had before."
"Really? This is just ordinary Mao Jian."
Lu Jieying handed over a cup of brewed tea: "I am from Xinyang, and I have been drinking Xinyang Maojian since I was a child. These are just ordinary Maojian picked by relatives in my hometown."
"This is not an ordinary Maojian, this is an authentic Maojian!"
Chen Zhulue said with some regret: "You can't drink this kind of drink in Guangzhou. Do you have any extra here, Director Lu? I want to take some back to taste it carefully."
Chen's words seemed "very rude" and he directly asked for something.
In fact, it's a bit like asking for photos with movie stars or asking for autographs with football players.
The prerequisite for asking for something is to admit that he is "good" in this aspect.
Lu Jieying was indeed very happy after hearing this, as if she had met someone with the same philosophy, and said cheerfully: "I have a lot of this tea. After you go to President Zheng's place, I will give you a few bags before going back to school."
"You still want to go to Senior Brother Zheng?"
Chen Zhu was a little surprised: "I also said that I made a special trip to listen to Director Lu's instructions. Senior Brother Zheng... do you have any new opinions?"
"No, no, don't be nervous."
Lu Jieying smiled and comforted: "It's not a bad thing..."
Having said this, Lu Jieying glanced at the door.
Seeing that no one was walking around, he lowered his voice slightly and said, "I usually like Chinese painting?"
Chen Zhu's eyes flashed, and then he replied calmly: "Director Lu has a sharp gaze. I have always been somewhat interested in traditional culture since I was a child. I even scored 138 points in Chinese in the college entrance examination."
Lu Jieying listened to Chen Zhu's cautious answer as if he was practicing Tai Chi, smiled and did not continue to ask further questions, and turned to talk about the operating conditions of retroactive technology.
Lu Jieying didn't want to inquire about Chen Zhu giving gifts to his boss. This was a taboo in the workplace.
As soon as he arrived at the unit this morning, President Zheng called himself to the office to explain some situations.
Although it seems to be rambling without focus, Lu Jieying still summed up a key meaning among the pile of nonsense in Yunshan:
We need to increase our support for Chen Zhu!
This was expected by Lu Jieying.
He had speculated last night whether those two paintings were the works of Gao Jianfu.
If so, then the 50 million quota may not be able to stop it.
The content of today's conversation also verified this point. Listening to the subtext of Governor Zheng, it seems that the rhythm is hundreds of millions.
Temporary comrades who often help enterprises coordinate bank loans know that "millions" and "tens of millions" are different grades, and "tens of millions" and "over 100 million" are another grade.
Different grades have different loan interest rates, review difficulty and disbursement speed.
Looking back on the current healthy financial situation, and with the support of Governor Zheng of 50 million and a little effort, there is still no big problem.
Lu Jieying deliberately behaved a little awkwardly during the social gathering yesterday. This was also a strategy. We can't let outsiders think that this matter is easy to handle. In that case, we won't lose much of the favor.
As for lending "over 100 million", it is almost impossible.
Hui Hui is not a big company, so why should we enjoy this kind of treatment? Unless the old leader is arbitrary and arbitrary, with his qualifications and prestige, even the president will have to give this face.
But, do you need help for this reason?
Therefore, Lu Jieying was very curious as to what works by Gao Jianfu Chen Zhu had collected to make the old leader pay so much attention.
But Chen's mouth was very strict and he acted carelessly and did not tell the truth.
Lu Jieying was not angry, and Chen Zhu did not reveal any details to a third person at will, even to a close cadre like himself who was promoted by President Zheng.
On the contrary, it proves that Chen Zhu can be dated.
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Chapter completed!