Chong Sheng 1977Nian Cong Zhi Qing Kai Shi

Holding one corner, dipping the boxer pants in the inkstone, Nanyi squeezed his sword fingers, stepped on the lotus flower, and swung the boxer pants up while chanting, "Grandma, chatter... yay, hey!"

I saw streaks of ink being thrown on the rice paper, turning into abstract intersecting lines.

The lines are thick and thin. At first glance, it looks like palm prints, but at a closer look, it looks like different lives. Putting this picture in the vast universe, it seems to indicate the origin of life.

Looking at the past from different angles, people have different perceptions, ups and downs, and burst into my heart one after another.

Nanyi smiled with his left eye, and his right eye was full of tears; his left lip curled up in a sneer, and his right lip choked up in mourning; the veins in his left hand were bulging, and his right hand was soft and weak.

With a bang, the boxers fell to the ground, Nan Yi's legs softened, and he knelt down, covering his face with his hands. This time took all of Nanyi's inspiration and effort, and in the end, he would never be able to create such a work again.

At this moment, nine coffin boards flew out from the soil in different directions from east to west, north, south, and they met and blended in the sky like swords and fire, and a nine-headed bird emerged from Nirvana.

The nine-headed bird uttered the proverb: "Wenchang Nanzi is both excellent in calligraphy and painting, and you will be appointed as the masquerade department of the eight righteous gods. You should abide by the rules of heaven and not act recklessly, so Zier Edict."

The next day, when it was still daylight, Nanyi went to the ghost market of Panjiayuan, and brought back a jade seal from a fairy-tale Baozhai.

Whether it's true or not, Nanyi doesn't know, anyway, it only cost one yuan.

Holding the jade seal, I found a seal engraver on the street, and spent an extra 50 cents to expeditely smooth the jade seal and re-engraved the words "Wenchang Nanzi" in seal script.

After the seal was engraved and taken home, Nanyi added an inscription and postscript to his work, and stamped it with a seal.

Finding out the patched clothes he wore before, and wrapping up each piece of work, Nan Yi took the jade seal and a sack to the yard, sat on a low bench, and smashed the hickory nuts...

At sunset and sunrise, Nanyi was sitting in his office, holding a book "Exposing the Secrets of Capitalist Exploitation" published by People's Education in 1975.

In the book, the author severely criticizes the capitalists in the old society who, in order to exploit workers, used increases in wages or overtime pay to lure workers to work overtime, and promised to require employees to work hard with year-end dividends.

The content of this book is only 87 pages in total, but Nan Yi read less than two pages after reading it for an hour. He has a lot of work, and there are many books to read. I don't know how long it will take to read this book.

Putting a bookmark in the book, Nanyi put the book aside, picked up the member performance evaluation form that Masami Uedo had prepared, and read it.

While watching, give each member a score.

The full score is 1 point. Members who get 1 point can increase their salary by 50,000 yen per month. If they don’t get full points, the increased salary is 50,000 yen multiplied by the points they get.

If the score is lower than 0.5, not only will the salary not be increased, but it will also enter a two-month observation and assessment period. After communicating with the members, if the work situation of the members does not improve within two months, the club will issue a letter of dismissal.

Fortunately, after scoring, the lowest member has a score of 0.75, which shows that every member of the current club is relatively capable.

Holding the calculator, Nanyi calculated the club's annual expenditure increase after the salary increase. After the calculation, he shook his head, subtracted 0.05 from each member's score, and recalculated. Then he nodded and stood up. , went to Masami Uedo's office.

"Yami, this is the salary increase table I made, and it will start in October."

Masami Uedo took it, looked at it, and nodded.

"Also, after a while, I will leave, and I will leave the matter after Yama no Taste to you. I will explain some things in advance."

"President, please speak."

"One, year-end rewards.

Ordinary members' salary ranges from zero to eighteen months, and the director [veteran employee] will be rewarded with half a month's salary at the end of the year for each additional year of service;

The middle-level members are between 24 months and 36 months. For the specific evaluation standards, you can refer to the standards of other clubs and formulate our own standards.

2. Annual holidays.

Starting from next year, the club will hold a travel activity for all members every year. In principle, the travel time should not exceed 10 days, and the average salary per person should not exceed one and a half months.

As for the travel destination, within the scope of the budget, all members vote to decide.

This article can be enjoyed by members who have been employed for more than three months.

3. Increase personnel.

Targeted recruitment of members in South America, mainly recruiting personnel with fruit and dried fruit experience from three countries: Chile, Argentina and Samba.

In the second half of next year, Yama no Taste will expand to South America and establish a branch in Rio de Janeiro.

Fourth, increase the scope of business.

The business category of Shan の Taste increases art investment and collection.

Fifth, this is about you personally. Before next May at the latest, you have to find a replacement for you to take over your position in Yama no Taste and return to your original job.

Also, regarding your bonus, after I discussed with the shareholders for a while, I decided to give you a reward of 2 million US dollars, and I will personally allocate 1.5% of my shares to you.

These are restricted shares, and you have the right to dividends and participate in decision-making, as well as the right to buy and sell, but when you want to cash out, you can only sell it to me, not to others. "

Looking at Masami Uedo's face full of joy, Nan Yi said again: "Don't be too happy, you don't even think about this year's dividend, this share will only take effect from next year."

"Hay."

Masami Ueto didn't expect that the shares would come into effect this year. You must know that with a 1.5% share, this year's dividends can be at least 3.3 million US dollars.

"Hehe, as compensation, you pick a house in Tokyo, and I will give it to you personally."

"President, what is the upper limit?"

"1.2 million dollars."

"Thank you, President!"

Uedo Masami stood up from her seat and bowed deeply to Nanyi.

"You're welcome, as long as you continue to be loyal, I can guarantee that you will have no less wealth than Tim Yiming in the future?"

"Seibu Group Tsutsumi?"

"Do you think I'm talking in my sleep?"

"No, I believe the president will be able to do it."

"Very well, Masami, keep working hard."

"Hayi, Your Highness."

"Ha ha!"

Nanyi laughed heartily, and walked out of Uedo Masami's office happily.

After that, Nanyi stayed in the capital for another two days. He took his ink treasures to Shenzheng, got the wooden box from Zuocan, and went straight to the gate without going back to Wenchangwei.

When they returned to Repulse Bay, Nan Ruofing and Fan Hongdou were already at home after school, and when they saw Nan Yi, they greeted them.

"Dad, why did you bring this box here?" Nan Ruoying took a step back subconsciously when she saw the red box in Nanyi's hand, covering her nose.

"What's the matter, you still don't like it, this is a work we finished together. Dad brought it here this time to sell it."

Nan Ruofing still held her nose in distaste, but said in her mouth, "I want to split half."

"It's already half of you."

As Nanyi said, he handed the things in his hand to Ruan Zhiping who was beside him, picked up the two little girls one by one, and walked to the second floor.

On the second floor, Nanyi put the two of them down again, "Ruoying, go and get some drawing paper that your father gave you; Hongdou, go and bring your red ink to my study."

"Dad, do you want to draw?"

"No, it's you who want to draw. Go get it. Dad will wait for you in the study." Nan Yi stroked the heads of the two of them one by one, and then walked to his study.

He took two bowls from the shelf, and just as Nan Yi poured black pen ink into one bowl, Nan Ruofing and Fan Hongdou came over with the things.

"Red beans, pour the ink into the bowl." Nan Yi pointed to the empty bowl on the table and said.

"Um."

After Fan Hongdou finished pouring the ink, Nanyi grabbed the hands of the two little girls, compared them carefully, and finally chose Fan Hongdou's left hand.

Chengxintang paper was spread out on the table, Nan Yi pointed to the red ink bowl, "Red bean, dip your left hand on the paper and press a palm print."

Fan Hongdou was at a loss, but found it very interesting, so he dipped in the ink as he said, and pressed a red palm print on the Chengxintang paper.

Nan Yi picked up the drawing paper and looked at it for a while, and then brewed it in his heart. He wrote the word "Chi Cheng" in the upper left corner with a brush, and wrote a sentence in the lower right corner--Bamboo stick straw shoes lightly beat horses, who is afraid? ? Ren Pingsheng in a mino of misty rain.

Nan Ruofing looked at the drawing paper next to Nanyi, and said happily, "Dad, I want to play too."

Fan Hongdou also blushed while looking at his masterpiece.

"Take off your socks."

"I use my feet?"

"Yes, your feet are beautiful."

Nan Ruobing giggled, took off the socks on her feet, and without Nan Yi's instructions, she put the bowl of black ink on the ground, dipped her feet in it, and pressed it on another blank Chengxintang paper. next footprint.

Nanyi did the same thing, writing "Xingyuan" in the upper left corner, and writing in the lower right corner - I wonder if Lingnan should be good, but said: This is my hometown where I feel at ease.

Two works are enough for Nanyi, but the two little girls are very playful, and later "painted" several works with their hands and feet. , Reverse Journey and so on.

When the two children had had enough fun, Nanyi threw them out of the study, took out the original "Cold Food Post" by Su Dongpo, and compared it with his own writing.

"The shape is almost the same, but the charm is a thousand miles away, but it's enough to fool people." Nan Yi muttered, and waited for the drawing paper to dry, then rolled it up and stuffed it into the painting tube.

"Zhiping, take these two paintings to Shanghai and give them to old Mr. Ke Jianzhen, and bring him a sentence: Su Dongpo's authentic work, passed down from generation to generation." Nan Yi walked out of the study with the painting tube to find Ruan Zhiping and ordered.

"immediately?"

"Yes, let's go right away, go early and return early."

"yes."

Ruan Zhiping took the painting tube, turned and set off.

Seeing Ruan Zhiping go out, Nan Yi went to the kitchen.

"Nan Shao."

Seeing Nan Yi enter the kitchen, Mrs. Chen, who was busy, said hello to him.

"Aunt Chen, you are busy with yourself. I'll cut some pickled cucumbers." Nanyi waved his hand and walked towards the jar of pickled vegetables in the corner of the kitchen.

Mrs. Chen, the cook introduced by Xianghe, worked in the same owner's house with Xianghe before. But unlike Xianghe, she is not a self-made girl. She found a man to marry when she was in her thirties.

Last year, her husband got rich, so he kicked her to find a young and beautiful one. Except for a 260-square-foot house, she didn't share any money.

In order to make a living, she took her daughter to set up a stall at the Temple Street Night Market. Just as Nanyi wanted to recruit a new cook, Xianghe introduced her to her, and now she has been working here for almost two months.

Opening a jar, Nanyi grabbed a handful of pickled cucumbers from it, and a handful of pickled radishes from another jar, put them in a glass bowl, and scalded them with boiling water.

"Nan Shao, do you like pickled vegetables?"

"It's okay, from now on, you can help me make a pickled vegetable platter every three days, with more radishes and less others. Zhong You, I don't drink sweet soup at night, and the young lady can drink it every three nights, and feel free during the day."

"Okay, I remember."

After Nanyi finished the pickles, he put them aside, and Mrs. Chen would hold them out later.

Walking out of the kitchen, Yi Zai, who was in Nan Ruobing's arms, broke free from her hand, jumped to the ground, dragged her little feet towards Nan Yi, and crawled along Nan Yi's trousers all the way to her hand, meowing.

Nanyi hugged it with his right hand, and put his left hand on its head, caressing it gently.

"Dad, take me to the flower and bird market on weekends. I want to buy a new cat, this time a male."

"Jealous?"

"Yes, Yi Zai and I don't kiss each other."

"It's strange to be able to kiss, she is obviously a female cat, but you still want to be called Yi Zai."

"Hmph, the next one is called Yi Datou."

"Whatever you want, if you keep another pet, your pet expenses will be exceeded, and it will be deducted from your food expenses."

Nan Ruofing's small eyes rolled, and she turned to hold Fan Hongdou's hand, "Sister Hongdou, shall we buy a cat?"

"No, I want a dog."

"Dogs are not fun, and they defecate everywhere. Dad must let us clean up by ourselves. Let's buy a cat, okay?"

"No, I want a dog." Fan Hongdou continued to refuse.

Nan Ruofing is smart, and Fan Hongdou is not stupid. Nan Ruofing's plan to buy another cat with Fan Hongdou's budget quickly fell through.

Nan Yi pets the two little girls, but it's not an unlimited pet. Whether it's toys, snacks, or pets, he will give them a budget, and he will not allow them to exceed the budget.

If you can't eat poorly and wear poorly, you will be poor if you don't know how to calculate.

Nanyi just wants to let the two little girls develop the habit of planning, don't think about this, but want that.

...

After the meal, Nanyi called Dewen, who was in charge of picking up the two little girls every day, into the study.

"Boss, the two young ladies are doing well at school, but no matter if it's Miss Ruobing's piano training or Miss Hongdou's violin training, I suggest asking a teacher to teach at home."

"Why?"

"First, for safety reasons, the geographical environment of the training class is too complicated to effectively prevent snipers, and the retreat channel is easily blocked;

The second is for the sake of learning. Although the teachers in the two training classes are of high level, they have to deal with too many students, and their energy is too scattered, so they cannot concentrate on tutoring the two girls. "

"Oh, I see, do you know where there are high-level teachers?"

Nanyi himself doesn't know any other musical instruments except the harmonica, and besides understanding staves and numbered musical notation, he doesn't have any research on music.

At most, he knows that this song is good and that one is not;

Two piano players asked him to compare who is better. If the level is the same, he really can't tell the difference.

"Boss, the two ladies are still beginners. You don't need to find a very good teacher. You just need to find someone with a few years of foundation. After they advance, it's not too late to change to a better teacher."

"Look at me, I forgot, you were the trumpeter of the wind band when you were studying, right?"

"Yes."

"Can you play the trumpet?"

"certainly."

"Then take me to buy two trumpets another day, and you will teach me to play. Also, you will be responsible for finding a teacher. You will control whether the level is good or not. I mainly care about the safety of the villa."

"Boss, don't worry, I will investigate carefully before people come in."

"Okay, let's say that."