Chapter 214: Take Advantage, Take Advantage to the End
Jiang Zhe stood at the entrance of the venue, looking at Director Gao who was walking towards the entrance.
He thought again about what he was going to say next and the other party's possible reaction.
His thoughts were clear. Today's conflict with Director Gao had a dramatic turn because of Director Zheng's sudden appearance. Otherwise, he might have suffered. However, he was sure that he had offended Director Gao. Since he had already offended him, Jiang Zhe did not expect to repair the relationship. He simply took advantage of the aftermath of this incident while the other party could not guess his background.
If you are lucky and the other party is wary of your relationship, you may be able to get things done.
When the two sides were a few meters apart, Jiang Zhe waved his hand.
Director Gao maintained his original speed and walked towards the entrance. If he wanted to pass through the entrance, he would inevitably brush past Jiang Zhe.
From the moment Jiang Zhe waved his hand, when Director Gao took the first step, his expression was still gloomy. When he took the second step, his expression relaxed, and when he took the third step, a smile broke out on his face.
"Jiang Zhe, have you finished hanging the artwork? Are there any difficulties?"
Jiang Zhe secretly admired this man, he was so smooth, he couldn't do that. He quickly became more defensive against this man.
"It's already hung up. Thank you."
"Oh, you're welcome." Director Gao walked to Jiang Zhe's side. In order not to hinder people passing by, they consciously came to the entrance to talk.
"I was wrong about what happened before." Director Gao did not shy away from the conflict at all: "I am just like this. I get anxious easily when something happens. When I get anxious, I say things without thinking. You must not take it to heart."
"How could that be? I'm young and don't know how to do things." Jiang Zhe took over the topic.
"We can say that we are friends after fighting each other." Director Gao did not lose face and smiled even more happily: "If you have any problems here, just come to me. I will do it immediately if I can."
Great, Jiang Zhe thought. Others took these words as politeness, but he was waiting for this sentence. "I can tell at a glance that you are a man who can do big things and have a vision."
“That’s not the case. It’s all the trust from our superiors.” Director Gao responded with a smile.
"To be honest, I do have a small matter to trouble you." Jiang Zhe said with a smile.
"You say." Director Gao thought to himself, I thought you were quite smooth-talking just now, how come you are so blind?
Jiang Zhe said: "The teachers and students of our school are very happy and enthusiastic to be able to participate in the exhibition. However, the exhibition hall is really not big enough to accommodate the paintings, and it is not possible to put them side by side.
You see, I was planning to take the painting back because I couldn't arrange it, but I didn't expect such a misunderstanding to occur."
"Really? Is that true? Take a look, how did this happen?" Director Gao knew it very well and made a series of sighs, actually thinking about how to deal with it.
"Now, there are still a few paintings that can't be displayed. Many people are participating in the exhibition for the first time. They can't bear to ask anyone to take them back under the watchful eyes of the public. I thought, don't you know this person? So I shamelessly came to you. Some people feel embarrassed to come to you because of the misunderstanding just now, but I think you are a magnanimous person. Can you help solve it?" Jiang Zhe stated his request generously.
Director Gao stared at Jiang Zhe, not seeing any shame or embarrassment on his face. He really didn't expect Jiang Zhe to be so shameless.
According to his habit, he would not respond to such requests, not to mention that the booths in the central exhibition hall were fixed. Every booth had been arranged in advance. Although he knew that there were flexible quotas when making the plan, he could not give them up easily.
However, he didn't want to refuse immediately because he didn't know Jiang Zhe's background. Even if he did, he couldn't say it himself.
While he was dealing with it, he was weighing the pros and cons. At the same time, he saw Vice President Qi walking over from the parking lot, hoping to ask him for help, or simply bring him in to share the burden.
However, Vice President Qi, whether intentionally or unintentionally, suddenly walked in another direction.
Director Gao cursed in his heart and was about to find a reason to leave.
Jiang Zhe said promptly: "Look, can you move the works of my two teachers next to my work? This is not for me, one is my counselor and the other is my mentor. Do you think it's okay?"
"Oh, this matter, oh, it is indeed very difficult." Director Gao has already thought about it and cannot give out flexible quotas so easily. At the same time, he also looks at Jiang Zhe differently. Knowing to firmly rely on the person who directly manages him is rare among students.
"If it's too slow, I'll think of another way." Jiang Zhe said thank you, took out his cell phone and prepared to leave.
"Don't worry, let me think about it and see if I can arrange it for you." Director Gao thought to himself that he could not refuse this matter. At this moment, he saw Vice President Qi talking and laughing with your friend, and deliberately avoiding his gaze several times, just not looking at him. He was immediately a little angry and made up his mind: "How about this, I will move the booth for you, but only once, and you must not tell anyone. And you must not say that it was me who did it."
"Thank you, sorry for the trouble." Jiang Zhe hurriedly expressed his gratitude. "Who were originally scheduled to take those booths?"
"Just move with confidence."
"That's great. Thank you on behalf of my two teachers." After the deal was settled, Jiang Zhe was not afraid that he would go back on his word.
He hurried to the exhibition hall to find Professor Qin and Teacher Hu and told them the good news.
"Really?" Teacher Hu couldn't believe it.
"Who agreed? Don't act on your own," Professor Qin asked.
"Director Gao agreed."
"You had a fight with him, how is that possible?" asked Teacher Hu.
"I went to discuss it with him, and he took the initiative to reconcile with me?" Jiang Zhe said seriously.
Professor Qin thought that Jiang Zhe might have used some connections. But the exhibition hall was indeed too crowded, and it would be embarrassing to move anyone. He went to the exhibition hall and confirmed that there were two booths available, and decided to move immediately.
Teacher Hu hesitated whether to give his booth to other teachers.
Professor Qin said, "You're being humble? Who are you going to give the position to? Just cut the Gordian knot."
Teacher Hu no longer hesitated.
The two paintings were moved out, freeing up two spaces in the exhibition hall. Other works could be moved, and teachers and students began to adjust the exhibition booths.
While everyone was adjusting, Jiang Zhe helped Professor Qin and the others move to the central exhibition hall. At this time, teachers from other majors found out about this and asked Professor Qin for the reason. His tone was like a joke, but his meaning was clear: Why can you be special?
This matter needs to be explained by Professor Qin.
Jiang Zhe and Teacher Hu have already begun to adjust the angle of their work.
Professor Xin’s work is in the middle, and Jiang Zhe and Teacher Hu’s works are on the left and right.
After hanging the works, Teacher Hu stepped back to observe and said to Jiang Zhe, "This is still the most magnificent. That exhibition hall is so crowded that it's almost stacked up. Thanks to you, this is the first time that my paintings are displayed in the central exhibition hall."
Jiang Zhe asked his own question: "Several professors in our school are famous, so why can't they even get a spot in the central exhibition hall?"
"They are indeed amazing, but the Art Association has too many relationships to take care of!" Teacher Hu stopped there.
Wang Zhen saw that Jiang Zhe had arranged two more works and became more curious about his relationship.
When these three works are put up, people will come to watch them.
Some of the staff at the venue saw part of the incident. Some of them had been offended by Director Gao and wanted to see him make a fool of himself, but they found that Director Gao's momentum had not changed at all, and he was not affected by the previous situation.
Director Gao, who was on patrol, suddenly jogged towards the entrance of the venue.
Several staff members saw this scene and speculated who was coming.
Director Gao greeted a long-haired man warmly and shook hands with him at the entrance.
Behind the man were two porters, carefully carrying a huge oil painting.
Director Gao chatted with the man as they walked, and guided the porters to a booth in the central exhibition hall.
Several venue staff members saw Director Gao directing the movers to hang the works.
"Who's new here?" someone asked a colleague.
"I can tell right away that you are a newcomer." An old employee said, "This person is Jin Yuming.
"Never heard of it." The newcomer shook his head.
"He is still well-known in the industry."
Jin Yuming, who was being talked about, watched the workers adjusting the hanging of the works. Occasionally, people who knew him would come over to say hello.
He responded politely.
Director Gao asked the workers to adjust the angle, and said to Jin Yuming, "This is a great location. You can see it when you come in."
Jin Yuming said thank you politely.
Director Gao glared at me and said, "Why are you being so polite to me? When we arranged the seats in the first round, I insisted on deciding your seat."
He saw that Jin Yuming was very satisfied with the position, so he whispered, "There is something, let's talk alone."
Jin Yuming glanced at him and asked the porter to go back first.
The two came to Director Gao's temporary office.
Director Gao turned around and closed the door: "Let me make it short. This time, there may be some changes."
"What do you mean?" Jin Yuming spoke slowly, his voice magnetic.
"I got the news." Director Gao lowered his voice even in his office: "During this exhibition, we will select several painters to create paintings for the Marina Hall and the higher-level conference hall. You should be on the list, but now we may have to add one more person."
"Oh, who is it?" Jin Yuming's originally lazy eyes suddenly focused.
Director Gao turned around, opened the door a crack, and pointed in a direction: "Your oil painting, the one of the container terminal."
Jin Yuming came to the door and followed the instructions to see Jiang Zhe's work. "I see. Whose painting is it?"
"Jiang Zhe, a student from the School of Art."
"I think I've heard of it." Jin Yuming repeated the name twice. "Now I remember, his works have been auctioned."
"Yes, it's him." Gao Li told Jin Yuming what he had learned in advance, and then stared at him with burning eyes: "What I can find out is the general situation. I don't know his background. The teachers and students of the Art Academy are all in the exhibition hall on the second floor. Think about it, without anyone's support, how can his works be displayed here?"
Jin Yuming chuckled: "You don't know either?"
"I'm just responsible for the work." Director Gao said. He would not get himself into trouble. "There are not many places available."
Jin Yuming seemed to be thinking: "He paints realistic paintings, which are different from my paintings. The hall has a lot of tasks, so it would be good to have more people."
"Don't be careless." Director Gao suggested tactfully: "You can report this to our sister."
Jin Yuming was a little unhappy that Director Gao automatically replaced your sister with our sister. "What do you mean? He is related to me, so I have to use my connections? Okay, I won't say any more. I'll go over and take a look."
Director Gao thought to himself, "Don't you think you have connections?" However, he did not show it, and instead smiled as he accompanied Jin Yuming to see the paintings.
(End of this chapter)