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Chapter 168 Thoughtful Furniture

Jiang Chen must go back to the village to seize power, after all his goal is to earn [-] million.

If these companies don't give him year-end dividends, how can he earn [-] million in his life?
If I don’t earn enough for a month, why should I take revenge?

But before returning to the village to seize power, he had to visit Peng Jun's furniture factory.

He wanted to know what exactly Peng Jun had come up with that made the old village head and the others "praise" so much.

On the first day of the new year, there were no taxis on the street, but fortunately, the buses were still operating.

Jiang Chen took the bus to the South City Convention and Exhibition Center, got off at the convention and exhibition center, and went straight to the furniture store.

There are a few words written on the side of a particularly conspicuous facade: Taoyuan Furniture Factory.

This is Jiang Chen's name.

It may also be because of this name that the old village chief discovered his little secret of investing in Peng Jun.

What surprised Jiang Chen when he walked into the furniture factory was that Peng Jun did not go home for the New Year.

At this moment, Peng Jun was busy in the house, and he moved the newly made furniture to the exhibition hall one by one.

Noon is coming soon, and the smell of dumplings is coming from the small room in the furniture showroom.

An old lady had already ordered dumplings, and he was greeting Peng Jun in the house.

"Xiaojun, come and have a meal. After dinner, let's go home today to celebrate the New Year!"

"Mom, we won't go home for the New Year this year, we'll spend it here.

Xiaochen invested so much money in me that we have not sold a single piece of furniture.

I have to stay here, and take advantage of the fact that there are not many stores open during the Chinese New Year, to see if I can sell one. "

After Peng Jun finished speaking, he pushed a pentagonal object to the center of the exhibition hall.

The first moment Jiang Chen walked into the furniture factory was bewildered.

"Fuck, is this a fucking furniture factory? You sell alien products?"

I saw that the most conspicuous thing placed in the room at this moment was actually a starfish.

I don't know what this starfish is, but it looks like a dining table. Whose dining table looks like a starfish!

Jiang Chen had never seen such outrageous furniture!
However, after seeing the cabinet next to Starfish, Jiang Chen realized that it was too early to scold him!
"What the hell is this? Is it a cabinet? No one's cabinet is a big tree!

And this thing, is it a bed?A bed of large leaves? ? ? "

Looking at the strange sofas like shells and the vase decorations like ears of wheat in the distance, Jiang Chen was really desperate.

"A table with zebra prints? Brother, animal world!

This chair is fucking out of shape, abstract art! ! "

Peng Jun's furniture made Jiang Chen feel suffocated!

"Xiao Chen?"

Peng Jun spotted Jiang Chen just as he pushed a pentagon into the middle of the exhibition hall.

Looking at Peng Jun, Jiang Chen simply...

"I asked you to set up a furniture factory for me, are you here to ruin my job?!"

"Peng Jun, you designed this all?"

"Yes, this is all designed by me!
Brother Chen, let me tell you something.

Every piece of furniture here is just a work of art, and there will be a series behind them.

Just like our abstract tables and chairs.

This batch of tables and chairs, including furniture, dining tables, TV cabinets, etc., are all designed based on Western abstract painting.

This wheat vase looks like porcelain, but it is actually made of wood.

Making this vase is a special effort, and your lacquer and paint must be very good.

In addition, these wheats are also carved with wood and painted with lacquer. This series is the Farmhouse series.

And here..."

When Peng Jun explained his works, he seemed to be in a French art hall.

He was very serious, but Jiang Chen wanted to shout, Peng Jun, you fucking enough!
What I want is furniture, furniture!
Ordinary people just want a practical table, if you talk about art to him, this is the reason for your failure, do you understand?
"No need to introduce."

Jiang Chen's face darkened instantly.

If such a furniture factory can make money, I, Jiang Chen...

Wait, I'm here to lose money, why should I try to make money?
Thinking of this, Jiang Chen was immediately stunned.

Now he has a business that wants to make money, and a business that wants to lose money. Making money and losing money has already made Jiang Chen crazy.

"What's wrong? I didn't design this well?

Xiaochen, these are all things I want to do, each of them is thoughtful furniture.

What I want to do is to be a thoughtful person and make thoughtful and talking furniture, not those cold, lifeless pieces of wood! "

After Peng Jun finished speaking, he was very serious, as if he had a feeling that art was being profaned.

Looking at Peng Jun, Jiang Chen didn't know what to say.

"No, it's great what you designed and built!

I like all these things, have you run out of money?
If you haven't finished painting, hurry up and finish it, and make all these art series for me! "

Jiang Chen suddenly discovered that he really fell in love with art.

For no other reason than that the art would cost him money.

As long as it can make me lose money, this is my good friend Jiang Chen!

"Brother Chen, you, do you really like me? Do you really like me?"

Peng Jun became a little excited, his furniture factory has been open for so long.

There are a lot of people wandering around from the gate of his furniture factory every day.

But after everyone came in, there was no one who didn't grin and laugh.

They were laughing at his furniture, not just his art.

This is mocking himself, his worldview and values!

But Peng Jun never expected that Jiang Chen would support him so much.

For this respect for art, let Peng Jun work hard!

"Brother Chen, don't worry, I've already bought enough materials from outside.

I'm working overtime now. In less than 10 days, I will finish all the series for you! "

After Peng Jun finished speaking, Jiang Chen nodded, as long as you can pay me all my money as promised, you are right in everything you say!

"Are you the only one doing it?"

Jiang Chen looked at the furniture in the room. If Peng Jun was the only one who made these furniture, would this guy still sleep or not?

"No, it was made by several people who have the same artistic pursuit as me.

Brother Chen, they are just like me, we don’t need wages just for art! "

After Peng Jun finished speaking, Jiang Chen was stunned. Why are there so many idiots in this world?

Don't you eat for the sake of art?
"Peng Jun, don't treat them badly, they are all artists!
Later, I sent them all their salaries, 1 a month, so they don't think it's too little! "

After Jiang Chen finished speaking, he almost wanted to laugh.

With this group of people joining, it is really difficult not to lose money.

"Brother Chen, thank you

!So many people are not optimistic about us, only you are supporting us with practical actions! "

Peng Jun was moved and cried, and the woman next to him also cried.

His son did not go to the Academy of Fine Arts because the family had no money.

In fact, Peng Jun had already been admitted by Xia Guo Academy of Fine Arts, and Peng Jun quietly hid the admission notice.

The admission notice was discovered by the nurse when she was cleaning, and she leaned against the corner of the wall and cried for a whole day.

"Come and eat dumplings, Xiaojun, hurry up and invite your classmates to eat dumplings!"

*** After wiping away tears, Peng Jun hurriedly greeted Jiang Chen and walked towards the kitchen.

Walking into the kitchen, my mother had already filled Jiang Chen with a bowl full of dumplings.

"Delicious, really authentic hometown taste!"

The dumpling fillings in my hometown are always so filling and delicious.

This is something that a foreigner will never experience in a foreign land.

After eating the dumplings, Peng Jun took Jiang Chen to his factory to have a look.

Peng Jun's furniture factory is located in an abandoned factory outside the county seat.

This is the furniture manufacturing center leased by Peng Jun. Although it is Chinese New Year, there are still seven or eight workers busy in the factory.

These workers are of different ages, men and women.

Jiang Chen thought that these art students were all mentally depressed.

But when Jiang Chen saw them, he seemed to see a burning flame blooming in the silent field.

"Everyone stop, our boss is going to lecture everyone today!"

After Peng Jun finished speaking, a group of people quickly put down their rulers, saws and other things and stood up straight.

"No lectures, I just came to see you today.

This Chinese New Year everyone is still struggling on the front line of furniture, I am very touched.

I decided to give everyone 1 yuan for the festival.

See you all at the five-star hotel tonight! "

Since Peng Jun loses money slowly, he will be accelerated in the future.

After Jiang Chen finished speaking, a group of people became excited.

They seemed to see the light of art blooming on the land of Xiao County.

"Thank you, thank you boss for recognizing our art!"

After an old man in his 50s finished speaking, Jiang Chen was a little surprised. He was so old, why didn't he go home and enjoy family happiness?
"Uncle, why don't you go home for the New Year?"

"I don't have a home, this is my home.

Where there is art, there is my home, and where there is no art, there is no home. "

After the uncle finished speaking, he picked up the thread in his hand and started making furniture. What he said was so vague that Jiang Chen didn't understand it for a while.

"Brother Chen, this is Old Cheng.

He has been pursuing art all his life. He has no family or children, so he didn't go home for the New Year. "

After Peng Jun finished speaking, Jiang Chen was a little surprised.

Is there such a person these days?It's so incomprehensible.

"I don't even want a home for the sake of art, I admire it!"

After Jiang Chen finished speaking, he gave a thumbs up. This dedication to art is unmatched by young people.

"Brother Chen, don't underestimate Lao Cheng, who graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts in Paris, France.

All his life, he has devoted himself to popularizing art in life, turning art into life and life into art.

He was also our first advocate of popularizing art into furniture. "

After Peng Jun finished speaking, Jiang Chen wanted to laugh.

Isn't it funny to turn life into art and art into life?

As far as the furniture you make, you will definitely lose everything.

You still want it to be life-like, it can’t even enter the homes of ordinary people, and it’s life-like.

But having said that, Jiang Chen can't say that.

"Mr. Cheng's pursuit of art is really a model for my generation!

If everyone can devote themselves to art like Mr. Cheng, will our furniture not be sold all over the world? "

After Jiang Chen finished speaking, he almost laughed out loud.

Just because you guys just stay in a small broken factory and beat and beat, you still want to go out of the world to promote your ideas?

Why don't you go to heaven?
God's dreams are easier to realize than yours.

"Jiang Chen, I am so touched by you!
The goal of our gathering is to build Xiao County into a model place for world art residences!
I believe that as long as we pass our efforts, it will definitely become a hometown of art and home! "

After Peng Jun finished speaking, Jiang Chen saw the cold sweat on his forehead.

If the air force lived in Taoyuan Village, they would definitely be locked up by the old village chief.

"Peng Jun, it was your place of birth that saved you."

(End of this chapter)